When Li Wuyu and the others were performing their sword dance, An Jing suddenly felt her right eyelid twitch uncontrollably. It was so intense that she felt uncomfortable and quickly pressed her hand over her eyelid to stop the twitching.
"What's wrong?" Xiao Changyi, having just poured a cup of wine for An Jing, saw her press her hand against her eye and asked curiously.
An Jing replied, "Nothing. My right eyelid just keeps twitching nonstop."
Before Xiao Changyi could respond, Gong Juechen, seated at the neighboring table, leaned over with a mischievous grin and said, "Jingjing, 'Left eyelid for fortune, right eyelid for disaster.' If your right eyelid keeps twitching, something bad must be about to happen."
An Jing shot him a sidelong glance. "If something bad happens to me, would that make you happy?"
