Before he died, my grandfather forced me to marry the richest man in the capital.

A huge dance studio, colorful lights, catchy music, all kinds of masks, and uniform costumes.

A boy stood in the middle, holding a microphone and explaining the rules. He pointed to the display screen.

This display screen was originally used to play dance videos, so its use here is a good example of making full use of it.

"Today is our annual mask party, and I'm so happy that we can get together again. Without further ado, let me explain the rules. Those of you who have participated in previous years know the rules, but our new juniors certainly don't. This is your first year participating, and we welcome you to join our department's big family."

"We're currently lit up, and the entire dance studio is very bright. This is thanks to our principal, who bought the best lights. First of all, thank you for your generosity, principal. Now, let's get to the main topic. You all need to wear your favorite masks, but you can't see each other's faces. You each have a blank name tag on your chest. Before the game starts, choose the name you think you'll meet in the dark from the screen. We'll reveal the answer after the lights come on and see if the person you're holding hands with is the name on your name tag. Then you'll take off your masks so everyone can witness it."

"Now that I've explained the rules, here are some things to keep in mind: no cheating, no secretly removing your mask, and no sneaky tricks."

"Let's talk about the prizes. The first prize is a NIO ET5 travel edition car. You can choose the color yourself. Of course, there are no second or third prizes, and no participation prizes for this game, so don't even think about it. I've explained the rules, prizes, and important points clearly. Is there anyone who doesn't understand? No, right? Now, let's start writing our names."

His voice was incredibly loud, echoing throughout the dance studio, and still reverberating as he spoke, "Is everything written down? Then I declare the Mask Party open."

With the announcement, everyone present was excited, thrilled, curious, and looking forward to whether they could win a prize. They were also curious about who they would see when the lights came on. This kind of game full of unknowns can really stimulate people's desire to explore.

Lan Yunxi, Han Guoguo, Su Xue, and others stood together, along with Tong Xuxu. Tang Junyao didn't take off her name tag or write it down, because their names weren't on the screen. They were just there to experience the atmosphere of Xixi School.

Su Xue, seeking a sense of ritual, wrote "Xiao Nan" on her name tag, while Lu Jinnan wrote "Xiao Xue".

Han Guoguo casually picked a name on the screen: Tong Xuxu.

Lan Yunxi neatly wrote the three characters "Tong Xuxu" on the blank name tag, and Tong Xuxu also wrote the three characters "Lan Yunxi" on his name tag.

Five minutes later, the bright lights went out, leaving the dance hall in a dim atmosphere. In the dim light, people were not visible, and through the masks, everyone was wearing the same school uniform, making it impossible to tell who was who.

Ji Hancheng felt very uncomfortable in his school uniform, his whole body felt strange, but Tang Junyao seemed quite happy. He put his arm around her waist and hugged her tightly, "Wife, are you happy?"

Tang Junyao smiled in the darkness and replied, "Hmm, would you call this a campus romance?"

Ji Hancheng chuckled and playfully kissed her ear. "Mmm."

The damp sensation sent shivers down her spine and made her ears turn slightly red. Luckily, the lights weren't on. She warned, "Be careful, this is school."

"Okay, I'll get back to it."

Tang Junyao: "............"

Suddenly, a few burly men appeared in the middle, disrupting the atmosphere and scattering the crowd. The dance party had just officially started, and Lan Yunxi and Tong Xuxu were naturally separated by the crowd.

In a daze, a pair of large hands firmly held her waist. The warmth of the hands traveled from her school uniform to her body. One hand protected Lan Yunxi's shoulder as if for protection. Lan Yunxi knew that this person was not Tong Xuxu, but there was nothing she could do; this was the rule of the game.

In the dim light, Lan Yunxi looked up, her hands hanging loosely on the man's arms, exuding a sense of detachment.

Through the mask, the man's eyes were as unfathomable as the deep sea, dark and profound, yet they also revealed a gentleness that was not easily revealed—a familiar sight.

Lan Yunxi's first thought was of Han Yue's eyes, which looked very similar. Recently, because of the arrival of Sister Guoguo and the others, she couldn't stop thinking about Han Yue.

It happened more and more often, and I became a little obsessed.

She looked up for a long time until her neck ached. She slowly followed the rhythm, and the man's steps matched hers. Their dance moves were very standard, and there was no stepping on each other's feet.

Su Xue's voice came from beside her, scolding Lu Jinnan, "You stepped on me, Xiao Nan, do you even know how to do that?"

Lu Jinnan quickly apologized, "Baby, I'm so sorry, it's too dark, I can't see, I'll be careful."

Lan Yunxi's eyes were clear and clean, as clear as crystal, and her voice was soft and sweet, "Classmate, haven't we met somewhere before? Your eyes feel very familiar to me."

The man didn't say anything and just danced quietly. Lan Yunxi asked him once, but when he didn't respond, she assumed he didn't like it and stopped asking. She loosened her grip on his arm a little, but tightened her grip on her waist.

This feeling was strange to her, and she reminded him, "Hey, can you relax a little? We're dancing, not hugging."

After a pause, the man loosened his grip a bit, and Lan Yunxi stopped talking and continued dancing. She could only wait until the ball was over. Anyway, she wasn't going to be first place. She was just bringing her sisters to participate today.

Half an hour later, the lights came on, and Lan Yunxi voluntarily stepped away from the man's chest, moving a little further away from him. The sudden brightness made everyone present shield their eyes from the light.

If you get used to darkness for too long, you will become uncomfortable with light and need time to adjust.

The man wasn't wearing a school uniform; he was dressed in jet-black suit trousers with a custom-made black belt around his waist, and a white cotton-linen shirt with one button undone at the collar, revealing his prominent Adam's apple.

The black fox mask added a touch of ambition and unruliness, along with a pure desire and allure. Lan Yunxi's heart skipped a beat as she looked at the man opposite her, and an unbelievable thought popped into her mind.

My heart was beating faster and faster, so fast I felt like I was suffocating.

Even the lily-patterned, half-lace mask couldn't hide the surprise, panic, and shock in her eyes. She clutched her school uniform tightly, forgetting to breathe.

In the midst of their distraction, a commanding voice rang out, "Now let's take off our masks and see who's next to us. But don't be surprised, the pairs aren't necessarily male and female; they could be male-male or female-female. It's perfectly normal to randomly grab someone in the dark."

There was a burst of laughter at the scene, but it didn't affect Lan Yunxi at all. She kept staring at the person in front of her, wanting to see the face hidden behind the mask, but also afraid to see it.

I'm extremely conflicted.

The lights were on, and everyone took off their masks. Tang Junyao and the others had also taken them off, and they were surrounded by their own people. Han Guoguo had indeed grabbed Tong Xuxu, but she didn't know it yet.

Several people simultaneously surrounded Lan Yunxi. Neither she nor the masked man had removed their masks, and they were silently staring at each other. The scene was quite strange. The people on stage began to shout, "There are still two people who haven't taken off their masks. Let's see if they are the people whose names are on each other's name tags!"

Upon hearing this, Lan Yunxi relaxed her clenched fist. After mentally preparing herself, she slowly reached out and removed her mask, holding her breath and waiting for the masked man to take it off.

She hoped it was true, yet she also hoped it wasn't. She hoped it was true because she missed him, but she didn't hope it was true because she wasn't ready for a reunion.

I don't even know how to face it anymore.

Ji Hancheng, wearing a school uniform, urged Tang Junyao, "Take it off, the sooner you die, the sooner you're free."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man raised his well-defined hand and slowly removed the mask, taking it out with his open palm. For a moment, the air was silent, and everyone was stunned. Only Han Guoguo reacted the most, "Damn, bro, you're too much of a jerk."

"When did you arrive? Why didn't you say anything?"

Damn, this guy is no good. He had this in mind from the beginning. It's a shame she kept trying to provoke him and worry about him, but all her worrying was for nothing.

Damn, he's got all sorts of plans. He said he was missing and was waiting here. What a cunning guy.

Han Guoguo thought about each detail carefully and connected them all, so the aunt's smile on the plane must have been Xixi's.

In his heart, he had already cursed Han Yue so much that he wouldn't even recognize his ancestors for eighteen generations.

Judging from Xi Xi's expression, she probably didn't know that Han Yue would come to this mask party.

What exactly is Han Duidui up to? Is it a surprise or a shock? If you're going to pursue someone, just do it properly.

Judging from Ji Hancheng's tone, he clearly knew Han Yue would come, but he never expected Han Yue's plan to make such an unexpected appearance.

No one was prepared at all, and Xixi probably wasn't prepared either; it was all too sudden.

There is a touch of romance in it.

Tang Junyao patted Ji Hancheng and glared at him. Receiving the warning look, Ji Hancheng, full of survival instinct, lowered his head and said, "Wife, I'll explain to you when we get home tonight. I was forced into it."

Tang Junyao: You can make up more stories. You two are in cahoots.

Neither Tang Junyao nor Ji Hancheng, as outsiders, interfered with Xixi's decision. This was a matter that Xixi had to handle herself, and it was an inevitable part of her growth.

All she could do was stay by Xixi's side when she was sad and offer guidance when she was confused; that was all.

Unbeknownst to her, a crystal-clear tear slowly slid down her cheek. Her throat tightened, and she couldn't utter a word. Lan Yunxi had already thought of that bouquet of flowers.

The deliveryman said: You've already taken one step toward him; the next 99 steps will be him walking toward you.

This sentence kept playing in Lan Yunxi's ears, over and over again: 11 flowers, what does it represent? Is it wholehearted devotion?

Yesterday, she racked her brains trying to figure out who this "future boyfriend" the deliveryman had mentioned was all along.

He made all the arrangements, and he said all the words? Did he ask the delivery driver to say them?

Is this a public declaration of love?

Calm down, calm down, Lan Yunxi, you can't let your princess image collapse, you have to stay composed.

She desperately searched for an explanation in her mind, but in the end she said nothing. She raised her eyes and quietly looked at his handsome features and well-defined contours. His face was still the dashing face she remembered, unchanged.

If anything, he's become even more handsome and charming.

When parting, children politely say goodbye, while adults plan for their next reunion.

Lan Yunxi isn't stupid; this reunion was all part of Han Yue's plan.

Han Yue held the mask in his hand, took a step forward gracefully, his eyebrows long and slender, his eyes deep and bright, looking directly at Lan Yunxi with tenderness. He reached out and gently wiped away her tears, a slight smile playing on his lips. "Is it too late for me to answer your question now?"

Lan Yunxi tried to control her emotions, but her trembling lips betrayed her. More and more tears rolled down onto the smooth floor as she asked in a hoarse voice, "Didn't you refuse?"

Han Yue's eyes darkened as he gazed at her and continued to wipe away her tears. Lan Yunxi didn't refuse; she was crying because of him, so what was wrong with wiping away her tears?

Han Yue's eyes were fixed on no one else, completely unconcerned about the gazes of those around him. He lowered his voice, his tone even more seductive, "I don't think I've expressed any opinion from beginning to end, so how can you say I've refused?"

Yes, he neither agreed nor refused, he just didn't respond. Doesn't that count as a refusal?

Lan Yunxi's feelings were complicated at this moment. Tong Xuxu couldn't bear to see her good friend so sad. She felt uncomfortable just thinking about how sad Xixi cried last time.

Judging from this, Tong Xuxu could guess that this man was the one who rejected Xixi. He stepped forward indignantly, grabbed Lan Yunxi's shoulder and pulled her into his arms, saying, "What are you doing? My wife, go back to where you came from."

Only those in the same department knew that Tong Xuxu was a girl; the freshmen didn't know. At that moment, a love triangle formed in everyone's minds, and they imagined a dramatic scene.

Where there are many people, there is never a shortage of gossip.