Chapter 58
On Lingfeng Mountain.
Beside the lively bonfire, the young men and women of Qianjiang Wuzhai were still dancing together. The shining flames shone on them, revealing their bright and brilliant smiles like summer.
In the midst of the hearty and cheerful laughter, only two people were in a bad mood, and their silence seemed to be out of tune with the laughter and joy around them.
Jian Yi and Lu Huaiyu sat on both sides, separated by a long wooden board with a wine jar in the middle.
Jian Yi held a white paper cup in his hand, and the transparent wine liquid that had been half drunk in the paper cup was emitting a faint aroma of wine. In this wine with shallow ripples, Jian Yi's cold eyebrows were faintly reflected.
As long as he recalled the way Xie Jinling shook off his hand and ran towards Lin Ye with joy after seeing Lin Ye, a bitter feeling surged in his throat.
His chest seemed to be tightly squeezed by a stone, making him feel stuffy and uncomfortable, and even his breathing became a little obscure and difficult.
Jealousy was like a maggot that could not be shaken off, constantly disturbing his mind, drilling into his skin, bones and blood vessels, devouring his flesh and blood.
Jian Yi couldn't tell whether this feeling was the pain of being unable to love someone, the kind of bitterness, jealousy, anger and powerlessness that expanded and fermented in his body, as if to twist him.
He tightened his grip on the paper cup and slowly lowered his eyes, hiding the turbulent undercurrent that shouldn't have arisen in his eyes.
On the other side, one meter away from him, Lu Huaiyu looked not far ahead. The two brothers Wang Siyuan and Wang Xingze were dancing happily with the Miao people with red drunken faces.
His sight seemed to fall on the twins, but in fact he was just looking forward casually, without a specific focus.
At this moment, he suddenly said, "You should have liked him in high school." Lu Huaiyu's words without any warning broke the dead silence and coldness surrounding the two.
Jian Yi paused holding the paper cup.
Although Lu Huaiyu didn't mention the name of the "he" in his words, he knew exactly who he was referring to.
Jian Yi didn't want to pay attention to Lu Huaiyu, and didn't even want to say the basic courtesy: "I don't need to tell you." He just replied coldly, unilaterally ending the communication that had just begun.
Lu Huaiyu obviously didn't care about Jian Yi's indifference.
Or to be more precise, he didn't care whether Jian Yi answered or not, and he didn't need Jian Yi to give any response.
"I like him quite a lot." Lu Huaiyu took a sip of wine, and there was a bit of inexplicable emotion in his low voice.
If Xie Jinling's personality three years ago was the kind that he didn't want to get in touch with more, then three years later, after seeing Xie Jinling's true appearance, personality seemed a little insignificant to him.
Lu Huaiyu admitted that he was moved by Xie Jinling's appearance, and he didn't think this kind of liking was superficial. After all, everyone has an instinctive desire to pursue beautiful people or things, and the difference is just a matter of degree.
Lu Huaiyu even thought that if he had paid more attention to Xie Jinling and had more contact with him in high school, would everything be different now?
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