Mengtang was excited when he heard the word "sleep", and his walking became much stiffer.
She walked over to the observation couch and smiled dryly: "I'll watch the night view for a while."
Wei Chuan followed and sat down, pointing out the floor-to-ceiling window: "Did you see the cruise ship?"
Meng Tang nodded: "I saw it."
Wei Chuan said: "Let's go tomorrow night. I came to Hong Kong last year to participate in the celebrity charity basketball game. I met a few friends and invited us to a small party."
Meng Tang turned his head: "Why didn't you tell me?"
Wei Chuan smoothed her hair: "There are a few wealthy young men, one of whom has chased Wei Siyuan, and has never given up. He made an appointment with me, and he must ask me for news about Wei Siyuan, but I didn't agree directly. It's up to you, you can go if you want."
Furthermore, Wei Chuan said he was a friend, and the friend invited him, but he would be embarrassed if he refused.
"Then go." Meng Tang said, "I'm with you anyway."
Wei Chuan patted her head: "It's very late, and we have to go out to play tomorrow, so go to bed first."
Said so, but in fact he was a little nervous in his heart.
Meng Tang responded softly, and when she saw Wei Chuan closing the curtains remotely, she suddenly relaxed her breath.
There was silence in the isolated space.
Wei Chuan pulled back the quilt and got on the bed. Meng Tang turned around quickly and took out his cell phone.
She randomly clicked into WeChat Moments, scrolled down out of habit, and suddenly paused.
Wei Chuan posted a post an hour ago, with a total of four photos, which made the obsessive-compulsive disorder extremely uncomfortable.
The first photo was taken from her back at the waterfall viewing pavilion of Shuiyue Temple during the National Day last year; the second photo was taken from behind on his birthday, with her looking up at the snow; the third photo was taken of Xie Lingyin and Xu Heqing with her eyes downcast when they went to a restaurant on the night when their romance was exposed; the fourth photo is a group photo taken at the restaurant tonight.
The copywriting is simply three words: girlfriend.
What’s exaggerated is that it already has more than a hundred likes, and I can’t even read the comments.
Meng Tang was stunned for a moment. He actually took a photo of her when he was at Shuiyue Temple.
Meng Tang turned his face and asked Wei Chuan: "How many friends do you have on WeChat?"
Wei Chuan said: "A few hundred, what's wrong?"
Meng Tang shook his head: "I saw your posts, and I think your comment section has a strong sense of being alive."
Wei Chuan laughed: "Are you still looking at your phone? Can't you go out tomorrow?"
Meng Tang looked at the time and said, "I'll play for a while."
Wei Chuan stretched out his long arm and took away her phone. Meng Tang hurriedly grabbed it: "Give it back to me. If you're sleepy, just go to sleep first."
Weichuan put her mobile phone on his bedside table, turned over and pressed Meng Tang under him.
Meng Tang put his arms in front of her collarbone, and his eyes panicked for a moment: "What are you going to do?"
Wei Chuan put his elbows on both sides of her and asked, "Sleep or not?"
Meng Tang nodded hurriedly: "Sleep."
Wei Chuan snorted and turned over to lie flat.
Meng Tang quickly closed his eyes and said, "I really fell asleep, you should sleep too."
Wei Chuan said "hmm", turned his head and kept staring at her.
Hands out several times to hug her to sleep, but for fear of scaring others, I had to give up.
Hand retracted halfway, his wrist was suddenly pulled.
Wei Chuan was stunned, and lowered his head to glance at Meng Tang. Meng Tang smiled with his eyes closed, and leaned gently into his arms, with a helpless tone: "Can you sleep?"
Wei Chuan was so excited that he hugged Meng Tang full of his arms. He bent his long legs and put them on her lap, locking her tightly.
"Don't hold her so tightly." Meng Tang pushed him, "Don't you know how much you weigh?"
Weichuan chuckled silly, lowered his head and kissed the top of her hair: "Sleep."
"Yes." Meng Tang responded with a smile.
The room fell into silence again, and the two people who had a regular schedule soon fell asleep hugging each other.
At eight o'clock the next day, Meng Tang was woken up by the alarm clock.
As soon as he turned around, there was no one around him, so he sat up in confusion.
But no one answered. Meng Tang got out of bed with his slippers on.
Wei Chuan opened the door and came in and said, "I just washed up. You should also wash up and change clothes. Let's go out after dinner."
Meng Tang glanced at him, who was neatly dressed, and turned around to enter the bathroom.
At about nine o'clock, the two of them went out.
The first stop was a street with a very artistic atmosphere. Meng Tang did not expect that Wei Chuan would bring her here, and she was pleasantly surprised when she entered a very stylish bookstore.
Ordered two cups of latte, and the two of them sat there all morning.
Wei Chuan's hands couldn't be free, and he kept taking pictures of Meng Tang with his mobile phone. Meng Tang turned over the book and ignored him.
The morning was too short. After lunch, Wei Chuan took Meng Tang to the Contemporary Art Museum.
This museum regularly holds exhibitions with different themes, ranging from installations to sculptures to paintings and videos. The art forms are quite diverse.
There will be a large-scale retrospective exhibition of conceptual artists recently.
Meng Tang was indeed interested, but he did not forget to ask Wei Chuan: "Are you going in too? If you are not interested, you can go outside and wait for me."
Wei Chuan showed her the tickets: "Two of them, they are here. I was meant to accompany you."
Because of training, he did not have time to do many things with her.
Since training will start again on the 5th of next month, the two can only maintain their long-distance relationship.
So for such a companionship opportunity, Wei Chuan was willing to put himself behind her.
Meng Tang held his arm and said, "Let's go then."
"Okay."
There were many exhibits, and Wei Chuan knew nothing about art.
He followed Meng Tang, taking pictures of her and every work she liked.
Meng Tang likes the love-themed work "Meet" the most. It's not that she likes it because she is in love now, but the point of view expressed by the author is very interesting.
Wei Chuan noticed her liking and came to her side and asked: "Do you like this work very much?"
Meng Tang pointed to the words on the exhibit: "Love is accidental, but accurate. The author hates beautifying destined encounters in the form of idol dramas, but emphasizes the coincidence of time and space coordinates. Don't you think it's interesting?"
Wei Chuan nodded: "It is interesting. Using longitude, latitude, smell, and time to deconstruct love feels like scientifically recorded data.
Meng Tang turned his head and looked at Wei Chuan: "The author also said that love must be proved, just like the pistacia leaves and small fish chopstick holders you gave me."
Wei Chuan drew inferences: "I also have bookmarks, rhubarb and wood cicadas. We prove to each other that love exists. The love between you and me is not someone else's."
Meng Tang couldn't laugh or cry: "Of course it's yours and mine."
Having been shopping for two hours, Wei Chuan hugged her and asked, "Would you like to rest for a while and go have something to eat?"
He had almost seen the exhibition, and Meng Tang responded, "I'm a little hungry, let's go out?"
The two went to the tea house on Antique Street and ordered matcha chiffon and osmanthus oolong custard.
While he was enjoying himself, Wei Chuan's cell phone rang.
He hung up after a few words. Meng Tang raised his head and asked her, "Who called you?"
"Zheng Tinghui." Wei Chuan explained to her, "The person who chased Wei Siyuan said that the clothes and shoes we wore on the yacht were delivered to the hotel."
Wei Chuan smiled and said, "It's just a little more refined. Let's go. It's almost time. You probably have to put on makeup."
Meng Tang got up and went back to the hotel with Wei Chuan.
Because he had to change clothes, Wei Chuan did not follow him into the master bedroom, and his clothes were also in the second bedroom.
Meng Tang's clothes gift box was on the bed. She opened it and unfolded it. It was a lavender halter-neck gauze skirt, which looked dreamy and lively.
Fortunately, just put on light makeup for daily use.
Actually, Meng Tang doesn't know much about makeup. He only makes his face a little whiter and puts on lipstick. But who can let someone have three-dimensional facial features and fair skin.
There are some people who stand there, their temperament is better than their appearance, and when they glance at you, your throat becomes clogged and you don’t know what to say.
Meng Tang changed his clothes, and his long hair just covered his exposed shoulders and back.
She took one last look in the mirror and opened the bedroom door, but was startled by Wei Chuan blocking the door.
But what followed was the astonishment in his eyes.
He changed into a white linen shirt, with the cuffs rolled up casually to his forearms, revealing his beautiful lines. He was wearing casual trousers, which was completely different from the person Meng Tang usually saw.
"Are you handsome?" Wei Chuan saw her stunned and laughed teasingly.
Meng Tang said harshly: "You want to scare me to death?"
Wei Chuan snorted and pushed the long hair away from her shoulders, a little jealous: "Why did I give you such revealing clothes?"
Meng Tang clapped his hand: "If you don't touch my hair, it won't be exposed."
Wei Chuan couldn't do anything to her, so he said, "Let's go, the car is waiting."
In less than half an hour, the two of them arrived at the dock where they boarded the boat. Since it was a private yacht party, in addition to the crew, there were only eight people including Meng Tang and Wei Chuan.
Three men and three women, they look really Hong Kong.
Wei Chuan only knew one or two of them. After Zheng Tinghui introduced both parties in broken Mandarin, Meng Tang still couldn't remember which one was right.
I only know that the three young ladies are very beautiful, like stars on TV.
After chatting with each other, I found out that one of them was from the capital, and he spoke like a poor man, which made Meng Tang laugh again and again.
While playing cards, Zheng Tinghui kept asking Wei Chuan about Wei Siyuan, and Wei Chuan directly gave him a bomb: "Wei Siyuan is in love."
Zheng Tinghui was dumbfounded: "Wasn't she still single when she chatted with me?"
Wei Chuan laughed: "She said she is a star and can't reveal her relationship easily. This is an external personality."
Zheng Tinghui: "..."
The entertainment industry has not found this person's status. What kind of star is she?
Zheng Tinghui felt unhappy and went to Wei Chuan: "Vivian is here today, don't you have any ideas?"
Wei Chuan: " "You must be sick, you didn't see it" My girlfriend is here."
Zheng Tinghui: "I see she is having a good time chatting with your girlfriend, isn't she spying on the enemy?"
Wei Chuan looked over subconsciously, and his heart suddenly tightened.
Mengtang noticed his gaze and smiled at Wei Chuan.
The girl named Vivian took everything in front of her and asked Meng Tang with a smile: "Do you have a good relationship?"
Meng Tang nodded: "We were together not long ago."
"He is very handsome and well-educated." Vivian looked at Meng Tang, "The first time I met him was when he was 18 years old. Our two families cooperated in sports activities."
Meng Tang felt that there was something in her words and glanced at her face.
Vivian looked directly into Meng Tang's eyes, spoke softly, and stated a fact: "I quite like him."