She stammers and changes her words: "What I just said doesn't count. If you have a girlfriend, you can treat me to a meal and I will choose the location."
Lu Zhining asks again: "Are you sure I have one?"
Zhou Ji'an is confused and wonders whether the answer is yes or no, and she says casually, "If you don't have it, I will treat you to a meal."
Lu Zhining's eyes curve: "Then treat me to a meal next time."
Zhou Ji'an repeats his words again and says that he doesn't have a girlfriend. "I am right."
Lu Zhining looks at her silly face with sequelae after being burned by spicy food and tries to hold back his laughter: "I didn't say you were wrong."
Zhou Ji'an takes an eye roll at him: "By the way, the rest of what you said..." She suddenly looks around and finds that there are not many people, but she still tiptoes to Lu Zhining's ear, puts one hand on her mouth, and whispers, "What is the rest of the punishment?"
Lu Zhining turns his head and stares at her swollen mouth as she keeps talking.
The center of his thumb keeps twisting the knuckles of his index finger, and he presses her back to the original position without saying a word.
Zhou Ji'an looks up and is startled by his face. "Why do you look so scary? What evil things are you thinking of to harm me?"
At this time, a tall boy comes out of the dormitory building, sees Lu Zhining, and waves to him, "Brother Lu."
Lu Zhining slowly moves his eyes away from Zhou Ji'an and nods to the tall boy.
The tall boy approaches them curiously and looks at Zhou Ji'an several times: "Which college girl is obsessed with you again? I don't think I've seen her before."
Zhou Jianan doesn't dress up today. She wears a black T-shirt, a white nylon jacket, dark jeans, and a pair of mesh sneakers. Although she has been working for a few years, she still looks like she is a student.
Lu Zhining is used to his careless way of speaking, so he doesn't explain much: "Going out on a date? Don't let Xiao Cheng wait anxiously; otherwise, you will suffer the consequences."
The boy wails immediately: "Then I'll leave quickly; otherwise, it's really over." The man runs a distance and turns back to shout, "Brother Lu, there is a bonfire party over at the back playground. It's quite lively. It's great to tell your friends to play."
Lu Zhining asks her, "Do you want to go and have a look?"
Zhou Ji'an nods like pounding garlic: "Go."
When the two arrive at the playground, they find that there are still quite a lot of people. Men and women hold hands, running in circles and dancing. Circles of people surround the big fire in the middle.
There are more than ten circles. In order to maintain a safe distance, a square is drawn around the fire with lines, and people stand at the four corners. The music of ethnic minorities is played on the playground, and the atmosphere is very hot.
Zhou Ji'an's eyes are slightly illuminated by the high flames: "Let's play."
Before Lu Zhining could speak, he is dragged forward.
Zhou Ji'an stands and looks for a while before she finds the tail of the crowd. She takes the hand of the girl at the end. The girl looks back at her. Zhou Ji'an raises their hands up.
The girl smiles back, but she is looking at Lu Zhining next to her.
Zhou Ji'an glances at Lu Zhining who is absent-minded, raises her eyebrows says nothing, and imitates others to dance a folk dance.
But she is clumsy and doesn't learn it after a long time, which causes trouble for the people on both sides of her. Because this dance requires the use of hands, the girl next to her tries to teach her a few times at the beginning, but she is not happy after a while.
Lu Zhining did learn it. But because the music is loud, Zhou Ji'an doesn't hear him, even though she is on tiptoe. He bends down and whispers in her ear, "I'll lead you with your hands, and for your feet, if I tell you to use your left foot, you use your left foot, and if I tell you to use your right foot, you use your right foot... um."
"Hiss."
Everyone suddenly starts running, so Lu Zhining is pulled by Zhou Ji'an and staggers. It seems that he hits her somewhere. This time, people only run for a while and stop.
The two look at each other.
"Your mouth is bleeding!"
"Did I hit you anywhere?"
The two say this at the same time.
Lu Zhining licks the wound on his lips: "It's okay, I just hit my lips."
Zhou Ji'an also twists her neck slightly: "It hurts a little here."
Lu Zhining pulls Zhou Ji'an's hand: "Go out and see where you were hit."
Zhou Ji'an wants to run to the inner circle to see: "Play for a while; my neck doesn't hurt much, just a little bit. But you, is your mouth really okay?"
"It's okay." Lu Zhining leans over to look at her neck. The firelight is not very bright at this angle, and it is not very clear. There is indeed a mark, and it seems that there is no bleeding.
"Is it okay? I just said it, but you still don't believe it."
Lu Zhining blocks her mouth with one sentence: "Do you still want me to teach you?"
"Teach, teach, teach me."
Zhou Ji'an admires him. He learns to dance so quickly. But she is forcibly interrupted halfway through learning. The girl in front suddenly runs. Zhou Ji'an is completely unprepared and almost pulls her hand off.
But she is not bothered by this after getting used to it. She is still leading Lu Zhining when running.
Then they run from the outer circle to the middle circle. The girl in front suddenly stops. Zhou Ji'an almost falls on her. Fortunately, she is strong in adaptability to inertia.
She takes a step back and drags Lu Zhining back a step. There is a lot of shouting in front and behind, and occasionally some abrupt laughter.
Zhou Ji'an says that it is not her fault. She smiles with her mouth slightly open, without making any sound. Lu Zhining probably couldn't stand her silly look. He puts his hand on her jaw and pulls it up.
Zhou Ji'an slaps his hand away, and covers her mouth.