Xia Wanzhou always felt that Shen Yu was born with a face that attracts bees and butterflies.
That day they went to a friend's art exhibition together. Shen Yu wore an open-shoulder white shirt, with her long hair tied up loosely. She smiled and clinked glasses with others, with the light shining in her eyes.
Xia Wanzhou stood in the corner, watching her being toasted by the young painter at the art exhibition, and the sour feeling in her heart felt like it had been burned by fire.
"Have you had enough?" Xia Wanzhou walked over and grabbed the wine glass.
"What's wrong with you?" Shen Yu raised his eyebrows with a smile.
Xia Wanzhou said coldly: "I'll count to three, you come out with me."
Shen Yu didn't move, but he was chatting more animatedly with the people next to him. The man leaned over and said something in her ear.
Xia Wanzhou couldn't hold back and directly dragged the person out of the crowd.
There was no one in the corridor, and the incandescent lamp flickered a bit.
Shen Yu waved his hand: "What are you doing? I'm just chatting with them."
"You always talk about ordinary chatting." Xia Wanzhou stared at her, "But the way they look at you is not ordinary."
Shen Yu smiled: "What about you?"
"Me what?"
"You were at the bar last night, smiling so happily with the photographer and even offering her a drink."
"That's for work entertainment." Xia Wanzhou said in a strong tone.
"What about me? I'm also entertaining."
Xia Wanzhou said nothing. She knew she cared too much, but Shen Yu was always like a nomad - free, beautiful and unfettered. She was afraid that if she let go, this person would walk away.
Seeing her silence, Shen Yu suddenly took a step closer and breathed in her ear: "Are you jealous?" She reached out and clasped the back of Xia Wanzhou's neck and touched her forehead lightly: "I will be back, no matter where I go."
Having said that, the next day, Xia Wanzhou deliberately posted a few photos of gatherings with friends on WeChat Moments.
Within half an hour, Shen Yu called: "Who are you with?"
"Old classmate."
"Why are you so close?"
"You also had someone very close to you yesterday." Xia Wanzhou said lightly.
There was silence on the other end of the phone for a second, and Shen Yu said coldly: "Okay, Xia Wanzhou, you have learned to fight back."
Then hung up with a snap.
Xia Wanzhou stared at the black screen and suddenly thought
Intention:—