The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me

  Chapter 849 Sports Students vs Dance Students 81

  In the middle of the birthday party, Pei Xuyan hadn't arrived yet, but the waiter came over pushing a cake trolley with thirteen floors, which was almost as tall as Guan Yuenan, grand and exquisite.

   "Miss, it's time to blow out the candles."

  Guan Yuenan's smile was slightly forced, and she looked at the time on the phone from time to time: "Wait a little longer."

  Everyone knows who Guan Yuenan is waiting for, this is an open secret at Binda.

  Guan Yuenan went out to make a phone call, and soon came back as if nothing had happened, chatting with everyone.

   Another hour passed, and the person hadn't come yet, maybe he wouldn't come.

   "Let's blow out the candles first! I want to eat such a big cake! The senior doesn't know when it will come, right Princess Yuenan?"

   Huo Fu hurriedly said, deliberately squeezing Qi An beside her, and at that moment, something was pointed in her ear.

   "Pei Xuyan even dumped you and still has face, you are really not afraid of embarrassment, do you still want to meet the senior at Yue Nan's birthday party?"

   Qi'an sighed, and patted Huo Fu's head tolerantly: "For the sake of your limited IQ, let's take it as what you said is right."

  Hov reacted, his face was angry, and he had to pretend to be gentle in front of everyone.

  Fang Yingying said: "If you have this time, you should think about when you Pei Xuyan will arrive, so that you don't even see the figure in the end."

   "I'm afraid that when Pei Xuyan comes, someone will post it upside down." Huo Fu was mean.

   Qi An stared at Huo Fu for a while.

  Hov, who was staring at her, was terrified, took a step back, and asked vigilantly, "What are you doing?"

   Qi'an: "You pay so much attention to Pei Xuyan, do you like him?"

   "What nonsense are you talking about!" Hough reacted excitedly, with panic in his eyes.

  Qi'an understood, she said, why is this person acting weird again and again.

  Fang Yingying was surprised and concluded: "You have a crush on the man your sister is chasing, and you still help Guan Yuenan chase him???"

  She took back what she just said, she thought Huo Fu was a cruel person.

  Huo Fu lowered her voice, refusing to admit it: "Don't frame people! Yue Nan likes seniors, I won't..."

   Qi An didn't want to hear this: "Forget it, I won't tell others, and you don't need to tell me."

  Everyone sat on the sofa, with a cake in the middle, surrounded by Guan Yuenan.

  Guan Yuenan said yes, and turned off the light to make a wish.

  The field of vision became pitch black, everyone gathered together, the air was a little stagnant, and breathing was mixed.

  Only the flame of the candle was burning and flickering, emitting a soft light yellow halo.

  Wearing the crown, Guan Yuenan recalled Pei Xuyan's appearance that morning after his fever subsided.

  He said thank you to her, but the next sentence was.

   "It will not be used in the future."

  Guan Yuenan's smile froze at the time, saying that she only cared about him.

   He said, "Don't waste your time on me, I don't like you."

  In the end, he didn't drink the soup she made, but Guan Yuenan still felt that he was very gentle that day, especially the way he said thank you.

  How could she be willing to give up on such a good him.

  Guan Yuenan closed her eyes nervously and made a pious wish—to see him when she opened her eyes.

   As long as he can come, it doesn't matter what. On this important day, she was satisfied just by seeing him with her own eyes.

   Three, two, one.

  She counted silently in her heart, blushed and blew out the candle, and opened her eyes.

  With a sound of "啪!", the light was turned on by someone, dispelling the darkness in the room, followed by a clear voice.

   "What are you doing, don't turn on the lights."

  It had just snowed outside, the man pushed open the door and came in, wearing a long black trench coat, with a deep silhouette, flicking off the falling snow on his shoulders, and asking questions casually.

  The audience was silent.

  Guan Yuenan looked at him blankly, her heart beating violently.

  Even though she knew that there were too many series of coincidences in the world, at that moment, she was still willing to believe it.

  He is like a **** descending.

Qi An was sitting on the sofa, holding a cup of fruit tea in both hands, quietly, she was a little blinded by the sudden light, even though it was so soft, she blinked uncomfortably, and then looked at the light from the light source. Seeing that person's eyebrows and eyes, as always.

Her fingertips stopped there, conveying a slightly cool temperature, she retracted her eyes as if nothing had happened, and looked out of the window, outside was a cold and moving snow scene, everywhere she looked was white, covered in silver, maybe it was the road he had walked .

   Reflected in a pair of beautiful and quiet eyes, but slightly desolate.

   Is it snowing again? Not when she came out.

  A few seats away, the boy in the red coat on the right looked at her several times, wanted to get up several times, and gripped the phone tightly.

   "Fuck!" Tang Chenmao looked at the message sent to Pei Xuyan on the phone, and cursed with his forehead.

   "Pei Xuyan!" Guan Yuenan smiled, "You're here!"

  Pei Xuyan hummed, not paying much attention to the silence of the room, walked over, put the present on the table, and said lightly: "Happy birthday."

   "I'll be waiting for you, sit down!" Guan Yuenan affectionately pulled his wrist and sat beside him, but the latter avoided him, so her hand was empty.

  Pei Xuyan put his left hand in his pocket so naturally, his eyes swept across the empty space in the box.

   There is no one on the right side of Qi An.

  The moment Pei Xuyan glanced at her, the girl lowered her head, sipped her fruit tea, her knuckles were slightly tight, she couldn't be so unlucky, don't come, don't come, don't come...

  Guan Yuenan froze slightly.

  The next second, Pei Xuyan walked in and patted the brother next to him on the shoulder: "Excuse me."

  The brothers quickly retracted their legs.

  He went straight in and sat beside Tang Chenmao.

  Guan Yuenan pursed her lower lip and had no choice but to sit in her original position.

  The atmosphere tensed up subtly for a second, and then relaxed quickly, and a few boys rushed over.

   "Brother Yan, I thought you weren't coming, when did you come back from Kansai?"

"I just came back today, I overslept." Pei Xuyan turned his head to talk to them, casually, a little tired in his bones, opened the beer on the table and clinked glasses with them, the veins would bulge slightly when the fingers were exerted, and the corners of the mouth occasionally Will make jokes.

  A girl blushed and asked him to WeChat, but his expression was cold, he was used to the stars, so he refused.

   Someone laughed: "What astronomical wonder did you capture?"

   "When the time comes, I will develop the photo and show it to you."

  Some time ago, there was an extremely spectacular astronomical phenomenon in the west, and it also caused major reports on the TV station.

  Pei Xuyan is a photographer, and has the spirit of adventure in his bones. If he had a high fever, he took a telescope and a camera and took a private plane and ran away.

   I don’t know which desolate mountain to go to, the signal is not good, and people can’t be contacted.

  It was only after I came back that I found out that he squatted on the mountain for two days just to take pictures of the astronomical phenomena at that moment.

  How to put it, his spiritual world is too rich for ordinary people to pursue. When you think you understand him, it is just the tip of the iceberg.

  Emotions affect his emotions, but his personality will not change.

   It is for others to work hard to integrate into his world, not for him to lower a standard.

   "How about we play truth or dare!" Someone suggested.

  Others also nodded enthusiastically. They were all young people, and the atmosphere was in full swing when they played.

  The game drew Guan Yuenan, she chose to tell the truth, and someone deliberately made trouble and asked, "Who is your favorite person since you were a child?"

   Those who asked this question had the mentality of watching a movie.

  At this time, Tang Chenmao was passing the wine to Pei Xuyan, remembering the message he had sent him 20 minutes ago, and laughed teasingly: "Who is it for?"

  (end of this chapter)