He seed to have lost a bit of weight.
Mu Yiliang inexplicably had this feeling.
Wherever he stood, that place beca the center and focus of the entire gathering, and everyone’s gaze involuntarily fell on him, yet his deanor was aloof, as if he existed in a world of his own, unapproachable by anyone.
Under the flowing light, the man’s face was perfectly enchanting, his dark eyes and smiling lips still unable to conceal his cool and distant aura.
However, that lancholic and deep background music seed to have ceased.
Mu Yiliang was sowhat dazed.
The man looked the sa as before, yet sothing about him seed to have changed profoundly, making him familiar yet strange to her.
No, she had never been familiar with him. It was truly inexplicable.
Thinking of this, she lowered her head and took another sip of fruit wine.
"Sister Yiliang, do you think I can ask for an autograph?" The young girl beside her still had a flushed face, not even when seeing her idol would she be this excited.
"Go ahead!" Mu Yiliang encouraged irresponsibly, "He seems easygoing and won’t refuse."
"Really?"
"Really!" Mu Yiliang pushed her with a smile, "Hurry up! Look at how those big shots want to approach and talk to him but are still organizing their words. If you don’t hurry, you’ll miss your chance!"
Indeed, although Yan Sijue attracted everyone’s attention as soon as he appeared, the only one daring to approach and converse with him was Gu Benhong, who had dined with him before. The others were frowning and thinking, obviously drafting in their minds.
Although Yan Sijue had attended a few events this year, the standards were too high, and the celebrities present hadn’t had a chance to participate, so many people were seeing Yan Sijue for the first ti.
Encouraged, the young girl really went over with paper and pen in hand.
Mu Yiliang watched her speak with a flushed face and felt a bit lancholic. Though she had never been in a proper relationship, she seed to have experienced the vicissitudes of life, and youthful sentints seed far removed from her.
As a result, hearing her coworker state her purpose, Yan Sijue truly took the paper and pen and wrote sothing on it.
The young girl was so excited she nearly fainted! When Yan Sijue returned the paper and pen to her, she looked as if she was on the verge of screaming!
Mu Yiliang couldn’t help but laugh as well.
At this mont, Yan Sijue seed to sense sothing and glanced in her direction.
He seed to find her at once, and even through several layers of people, their gazes t instantly.
The man’s gaze was as inscrutable and dark as ever, yet Mu Yiliang felt as if she understood sothing...seeming like surprise, yet also like anticipation and excitent.
She felt her heartbeat beco erratic and quickly looked away nonchalantly!
What on earth! What is he up to again!
At this mont, the coworker who got the autograph was already rushing back to her side with the notebook in her arms.
"Sister Yiliang, I got it! I actually got it! Oh my gosh!" She was in a state of frenzy, "He’s even more handso up close, so handso he’s almost inhuman... Ah, I’m going to faint!"
Mu Yiliang was curious for a mont and glanced at the signature the man wrote in the notebook.
At first glance, his handwriting was elegant, like dragons flying and phoenixes dancing, effortlessly graceful.
No, it was not just a signature, there was also a line written.
Qingqing Zijin, youyou wo xin.
Mu Yiliang’s heart skipped a beat! Suddenly a strange feeling arose... Was that written for her to see?
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