"I came to spend New Year's Eve with you today, are you happy?"
Song Yan cocked her head and looked at him, her large eyes filled with confusion.
After a long moment.
The noise outside quieted down.
The last firework faded in the sky, and the darkness returned.
Song Yan quickly turned back around, but she had missed the last glimpse, which left her feeling dejected, her lips pouting in dissatisfaction, "Ah, it's over."
After saying this, she put her legs down and stood up, intending to go out.
Gu Chenxiao watched her wobbly movements, his eyebrows involuntarily furrowing, "Where are you going?"
But she completely ignored him.
Gu Chenxiao was too agitated to care about her at that moment, his mind in complete disarray.
She wasn't so drunk; she at least knew who he was, and she was still able to answer his questions, but the one question about him she had deliberately avoided.
There was no other explanation he could think of except that she did it on purpose.