She is in the fog

At this time, in the truth or dare area, Qin Yiran suddenly looked up to the sky and sighed: "Oh my God, how can I make Mingmei lose? I've played dozens of games, and she hasn't lost once."

He Jiahe then said, "Then let's change to a game of idioms. Whoever fails to answer the question loses. How do you think?"

Everyone hit it off immediately.

He Jiahe: "I'll go first! I'll be the first."
Ming Mei: "Execute first and report later."

Wen Wan: "..."
Wen Wan: "Amei, you've ruined this game."

He Jiahe: "If you can't answer it, then you can't answer it. Tell me, truth or dare?"
Wen Wan: "It must be a big adventure."

He Jiahe then patted Mingmei on the shoulder and said, "You defeated her, so it's your turn to ask questions."

Mingmei thought about it, and then said, "Then, let's turn the elephant's trunk five times."

"Tsk," Qin Yiran waved her hand, "This is so easy, so boring."

Wen Wan rolled her eyes at her: "It's none of your business. Ah Mei is just worried about me, understand?"

The second round of the game started and Qin Yin lost, so she chose truth.

Wen Wan couldn't help but laugh at him, "You're still talking about me. You don't even dare to choose the big dare. You're such a coward."

"It's because you set the question!" Qin Yiran retorted, "I'm afraid you'll mess with me."

Wen Wan said, "Okay, let me think about what question to ask. Oh, I remember, what did you eat this morning?"

"Huh?" Qin Yiran had a look of disbelief on her face. She spread out her palms and asked in confusion, "Don't you want to ask about my love life? It would be nice to ask some private questions."

"Not interested." Wen Wan said bluntly.

Qin Yiran tilted her mouth and nodded, "Okay, you're really good. Are you satisfied with the egg fried dough sticks I had this morning?"

After playing for dozens of rounds, Qin Yin had lost the game Black Hole more than a dozen times, but Mingmei had never lost once.

Qin Yiran scratched his head and suggested, "How about we try another way? Isn't the idiom chain just like a child playing house to Mingmei?"

Wen Wan also agreed: "That's right, then what do you want to play?"

"Keep it simple, palm and back of the hand. There are exactly ten of us here, and everyone comes out together. The side with more people will withdraw, and the rest will continue to play palm and back of the hand. If there are only two people left, then we can play rock-paper-scissors, how about that?"

"Okay, so be it."

Then, all ten people stretched out their right hands and clenched their fists.

Qin Yiran shouted: "The palm and the back of the hand!"

Only He Jiahe, Fang Yiyi and Mingmei had their palms exposed for three days, while the rest had their backs exposed, so the three of them had to continue.

Qin Yiran continued to shout: "The palm and the back of the hand!"

He Jiahe and Fang Yiyi looked at each other and covered their backs at the same time, while Mingmei covered her palms.

So, Mingmei lost this round.

Qin Yiran was happy. As expected, for a top student like her, she had to use the simplest method to win.

She said excitedly, "You finally lost! Truth or Dare?"

"Truthfully."

"Let me ask!" He Jiahe raised his hand, "Mingmei, why did you faint in the afternoon on the first day of military training in the second year of high school? Was it because what I said this morning was too much and made you angry?"

Mingmei said: "No, because I had my period that day and I didn't eat lunch, so I fainted."

"Ah? Then why don't you eat? Doesn't the cafeteria have military training meals?"

Mingmei pursed her lips in embarrassment, "I didn't really like the food that day..."

He Jiahe pouted, as if she was recalling something in her mind. After a while, she said, "It's over. I can't remember what the military training meal was that day. Do you remember?"

"Carrot and bone soup, stir-fried meat with celery, and stir-fried onions." Wen Wan replied.

He Jiahe was puzzled: "Didn't you not participate in the military training? How come you remember it so clearly?"

Wen Wan said nonchalantly, "Of course it was Ah Mei who complained to me. She doesn't like carrots, onions, and celery. This military training meal has all three. Isn't that scary?"

Everyone present burst into laughter: "Unbelievable!"

The second round of the game began, and Mingmei lost again.

Qin Yiran asked: "Do you have someone you like?"

"Have."

After hearing the affirmative answer, several people started to make noises of derision, while Wen Wan on the side just relaxed her lips, with a not very good expression.

Qin Yiran wanted to continue asking questions, but unfortunately she could only ask one question, so she had to urge the game to start again.

I don't know where they got the tacit understanding from, as if they had discussed it beforehand, the other nine people all showed their palms, only Mingmei showed the back of her hand, so she lost this time.

She said: "I choose truth."

Qin Yiran then asked: "Is the person you like from our class?"

"Yes." The crowd's noise became louder, attracting the attention of the students who were playing Werewolf on the opposite side.

Qin Yixian suppressed his excitement and urged to start the next round of the game.
As if it was destined, Mingmei lost again.

Before anyone else could speak, she said with ease, "I choose the truth."

Qin Yiran: "Who do you like?"

Mingmei was silent.
After a while, she raised her head and said with a smile, "Is it okay to refuse to answer?"

He Jiahe shook her arm and said coquettishly, "Just tell me, it's no big deal."

"I'm afraid she doesn't like me, and if I declare it so openly, it will cause her trouble."

Hearing this, Qin Yiran also echoed: "Tell me, don't worry, she must like you."

Mingmei looked at her with a smile: "You are not her, how do you know?"

Qin Yiran paused for a second, the light in her eyes suddenly extinguished, but she still forced a smile: "I mean, you are so good, no one will dislike you." Then, she added: "Is it the student council member? Or the chemistry representative?"

Mingmei shook her head: "I violated the rules of the game, I accept the punishment."

Fang Yiyi hurriedly picked up a bottle from the side, opened it with a bottle opener, and handed it to Mingmei: "Here, the punishment is a bottle of beer, drink it in one gulp!"

Mingmei was about to reach out to take it, but Wenwan took the bottle first and said with a smile, "Our Amei is still a minor. Minors cannot drink. Let me help her."

Mingmei pretended to be unhappy and said, "It's only two days, it's not much of a difference."

Wen Wan continued to smile, then raised the bottle and said, "I don't care. She is still underage even if she is two days away from adulthood. I'll drink it, you can do whatever you want."

After saying that, he drank it all in one gulp.

He Jiahe then said, "By the way, Mingmei, the day after tomorrow is your eighteenth birthday, how are you going to celebrate it?"

Mingmei seemed to remember something and immediately took out her schoolbag from behind. When she opened it, she saw that it was full of birthday invitations. There was a thousand paper cranes pasted on the cover of each invitation.

She took out an invitation and handed it to He Jiahe: "You must come to my birthday party the day after tomorrow."

"Of course!" He Jiahe took the invitation and looked at it in his hand. "Did you fold these paper cranes yourself?"

"Yes, I folded it in advance."

"You're so skillful!" He Jiahe glanced at her schoolbag and asked curiously, "Why did you prepare so much? Are you planning to invite all the classmates?"

"Yes! I saved my New Year's money and scholarships, waiting to invite all my classmates to attend my coming-of-age ceremony. But, if you are free, come, and if you are not free, it's okay. I think we are classmates, and we may go our separate ways in the future. If they are willing to come, at least we can get together more."
After Mingmei finished speaking, she picked up her schoolbag, stood up, and distributed the invitations to her classmates one by one.

"If you have time, please come."
"Yes, yes, the location is at the Early Summer Bar."
"Thanks, you too."
"It's okay, just have fun when you go out."
……

Finally, she distributed all the invitations. While everyone was still discussing the contents on them, she opened the small zipper on the inside of her schoolbag and took out the red paper cranes inside.

She slowly walked to He Xi in the corner and handed her the paper cranes in her hand.

"He Xi, do you know the meaning of a thousand paper cranes? They represent good wishes. I give you my favorite color, red, and wish you peace, happiness, and a bright future."

He Xi took the thousand paper cranes and whispered "thank you".

Mingmei continued, "He Xi, I've been waiting for you to apologize."
Seeing that He Xi had a dull face and didn't say anything, she continued, "Although you didn't apologize to me, I forgive you. He Xi, let's make peace."

She smiled and held out her hand.

He Xi stood there in a daze for a while before he stretched out his hand tremblingly.

The moment the two hands held each other, He Xi seemed to be back to the first time they met two years ago.

At that time, she was wearing the school uniform of Nanzhou No. 1 Middle School, and a silver hollow swallowtail butterfly hairpin given to her by He Yanyan was pinned in her hair. She walked alone on the gravel path, and the withered jasmine flowers on both sides sang a death hymn for her dejectedly.

Mingmei, wearing a red butterfly hairpin in her hair and a red long-sleeved French retro dress, ran towards He Xi.
The breeze blew her hair and skirt, showing her vibrant vitality to the fullest.

Because of her arrival, the gloomy sky suddenly became sunny.

The DJ dance music was still playing in their ears, but when the two of them held their hands and looked at each other, they were the only two people left in the world.

Mingmei was born with a pair of affectionate peach blossom eyes. Perhaps it was the dim lights in the bar that gave He Xi an illusion.
She actually felt that at this moment, the look in Mingmei's eyes when she looked at her was filled with tender love.

She was probably drunk.
Is there alcohol in orange juice?

"He Xi, see you another day."
Mingmei let go of her hand, smiled at her, turned and walked away.

He Xi watched her back disappear at the door.
I lowered my head and found that my hands were still shaking, and my face suddenly turned red to the neck.

I’m going to die. Was I shaking when I shook hands with Mingmei just now?
It's such a shame that it's thrown all over the Pacific Ocean!

Until the end of the party, He Xi was walking home alone, her hands still shaking uncontrollably.

She held the red paper crane gently in her hands, crying with joy, but was afraid that her tears would wet it, so she hesitated to wipe her eyes. She was also afraid that if she kept holding it in her hands, it would be damaged, or that it would be soaked by sweat and lose its original shape.
She happened to be passing by a two-dollar store, so she hurried in, bought a square wide-mouthed glass bottle, put the bottle in, and only breathed a sigh of relief after making sure it would not be damaged.

When she got home, she opened the drawer and put the glass bottle, the notebook with the transparent laser candy wrapper, and a lollipop that had expired a year ago together.

Close the drawer and lock it.

(End of this chapter)