The bright moon in the sky began to shed its brilliance, and the Yin Wind started to blow.
The night grew deeper, and the cold mist rose without anyone noticing, dense and thick.
Gradually, the surroundings, which once could be seen clearly under the moonlight, became very blurry.
"Congratulations, congratulations."
Yang Yan suddenly blurted out.
"What's the matter? Yang, you've been congratulating me since you got here, what on earth are you congratulating me for?"
Li Shuai asked with a bit of concern.
"Li Shuai, you don't have a girlfriend yet, right?"
Yang Yan suddenly laughed.
"No, I don't." Li Shuai shook his head blankly, then quickly explained, "But there's someone I'm interested in. Speaking of which, Yang, what do you think of Xiaoping from the bar? I've always wanted to pursue her, but I don't have the guts."
Yang Yan could tell that Li Shuai was actually worried to death and was purposely shifting the topic to calm himself down.
