Not all stories have happy endings. Not every fairy tale ends with a prince and a princess living happily ever after. Today was the Double Moon Festival. Under the two beams of silver moonlight, the man and woman facing each other in silence were not a prince and a princess. Their story was a bit complicated. God had deliberately created obstacles called misunderstandings and coincidences. Most importantly, they were people walking on different paths in life. At this time, they had completely different ideals and goals in life.
"I don't know how to dance." After a moment of silence, Xu Le looked at Zhang Xiaomeng's smooth shoulders that were exposed outside of her little dress and stared at the girl's cute collarbone. Suddenly, he thought of the words "Locking Autumn" and said, "I don't know your secret, but if you have an important and necessary purpose for approaching the source of danger, perhaps I can help you convey it."
"I don't know how to dance either." Zhang Xiaomeng's hands were slightly clenched by her waist. Her voice was a bit light. "And dancing with me will bring you trouble."
Xu Le raised his head and looked directly into her eyes. He said calmly, "Just like what I said outside the teaching building that day, I always feel that you like me. If that's the case, why can't we be together?"
"I have my own reasons." Zhang Xiaomeng raised her face slightly. The faint unwillingness and stubbornness on her face were obvious. "I didn't expect things to develop like this. Right now, my heart is in a mess. At this time, if I say anything to you, if I ask anything of you … it will always make me feel like I'm using you, and I don't like this feeling."
Xu Le didn't understand this sentence, but his heart naturally felt a bit heavy. After a moment, he said, "When you want to tell me your secret, please contact me. I'm always available."
Zhang Xiaomeng bowed slightly to him and said softly, "Maybe that day won't come … I'm sorry."
"You've already said sorry too many times in the past few days." Xu Le's eyes narrowed with some annoyance. He said, "I don't like to hear it."
"Okay." Zhang Xiaomeng suddenly puffed up her cheeks and laughed, looking very cute. She tilted her head and winked at him, saying, "Since none of you know how to dance, then I'll leave first."
However, Xu Le could see the sadness in the girl's heart from her cute and clean appearance. His heart sank as he watched Zhang Xiaomeng turn around and walk towards the exit of the ball.
There was another uproar in the ballroom. Everyone's eyes followed Zhang Xiaomeng's departure. The beam of light also followed Zhang Xiaomeng's departure. Everyone thought that this would be another romantic story that would be remembered for many years in the history of Ewha University's Double Moon Festival. However, no one expected that the female lead of the story would leave silently.
Looking at the girl in blue who was gradually moving away with the beam of light, the people who were watching this scene felt as if they were watching a stage play in the capital's Gothic Theater. Naturally, there was an indescribable faint sadness in their hearts.
Xu Le silently looked at Zhang Xiaomeng's back. After a moment, he decisively turned around and left in the opposite direction.
The beam of light above his head was still enveloping him, moving with his lonely back. If the previous beam of light was incomparably romantic, then the current beam of light was particularly glaring. Xu Le was a little depressed. He looked up at the beam of light above his head and suddenly said, "It's not like we're filming a tragedy. What's the point of creating an atmosphere!"
There was something wrong with this sentence. There was a kind of anger hidden under the calm. The beam of light seemed to feel fear and instantly extinguished. The entire ballroom was plunged into darkness. Only the bright full moon that was tens of thousands of kilometers away shone down on them.
The lights came back on, and the beautiful dance music started again. Ewha University's Double Moon Festival dance continued. The waiters respectfully walked through the ballroom with wine glasses and food. However, the atmosphere was a little awkward. It was difficult to return to the lively and happy mood from before.
Some people had already left. Zhang Xiaomeng left alone. Zou Yu left with a sad and sad expression. Even the group of rich kids from the capital left the ballroom silently. In their eyes, the behavior of the Tai family's heir was an authentic farce. Of course, he had the right to do so. However, they were not in a good mood, especially when they thought about what happened after they came to Linhai. Before these people left, they coldly looked at Xu Le's back.
Life still had to go on, especially for the ordinary young people of the Federation. The highlight of the ballroom did not have a happy ending, but their love still had to ferment under the moonlight. Accompanied by the melodious dance music, the atmosphere gradually became lively. Many couples walked onto the dance floor and began to dance.
Shi Qinghai, who had disappeared for a moment, returned to his original position. He calmly looked at Xu Le, who was walking towards him, and said in an extremely low voice, "The twelve special agents of the Special Task Force are outside the building. The ones inside the building should be the Tai family's own bodyguards."
The middle-aged man beside him looked at Xu Le, who was getting closer and closer, and smiled slightly. This spy leader of the anti-government forces trusted Old Eagle's ability and was not worried about his own safety. Instead, he brought up another topic. "I suddenly thought of something. If Zou Yu had succumbed to your threat, and if this hadn't happened so suddenly, would it have been Zhang Xiaomeng who went up to the second floor?"
"I'm not used to evaluating the abilities of amateurs." Shi Qinghai looked straight ahead with a calm expression.
"No, I admire Comrade Medellin's arrangements." The middle-aged man smiled and said, "The more amateurish you are, the easier it is to succeed … It's getting harder and harder for professionals like you to survive."
Shi Qinghai raised his eyebrows and did not answer. He patted Xu Le's shoulders as a gesture of consolation. The middle-aged man looked at Xu Le and smiled.
At this moment, a waiter came in front of the three of them and very politely invited Xu Le.
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In the doorway of a room on the second floor, Xu Le looked at the middle-aged man beside him in surprise and asked, "Uncle, when did you come up?"
The waiter maintained his calm and politeness. He was only sending out the invitation on behalf of the young master. As for how those ugly middle-aged men came up, that was something that needed to be filtered by the security department. It was not part of his job scope.
The middle-aged man smiled and said, "No one stopped me … Besides, didn't you just promise me that as long as you went up to the second floor, you would take me with you?" These words were obviously not true. The Double Moon Festival ball seemed to be lax in security, but in reality, to go from the first floor to the second floor, who knew how many steps one had to go through. Although Xu Le was covering for them, this middle-aged man's ability was too frightening.
At this moment, the door opened. Xu Le shrugged indifferently. Under the guidance of the waiter, he walked in with this strange uncle beside him. This was a very large suite. The floor was covered with a woolen carpet. The furnishings around were quite ancient. There was not much of a modern electronic style. A curtain, a lamp, they all looked very elegant.
In the deepest part of the suite, on a huge sofa, sat a young man with a slightly pale complexion. Perhaps it would be more appropriate to call him a teenager, because every time Xu Le saw him, he always felt that his body was very weak, and his figure was somewhat thin.
"Thank you …" Suddenly knowing the real identity of the teenager in front of him, although it was far from his real identity, Xu Le still felt like there was a door between him and Tai Zhiyuan. He found it hard to get used to it. His voice was slightly dry as he said, "I didn't expect you to give me such a big surprise."
Tai Zhiyuan obviously guessed Xu Le's reaction after seeing him. He smiled slightly, pointed to a chair beside him and said, "Sit, don't be so reserved."
It was very strange. This kind of tone was usually used by a superior to a subordinate, but when it was spoken by Tai Zhiyuan, it sounded so natural. Xu Le frowned slightly. He was not used to it and also felt a little uncomfortable, but he still sat on a chair beside the sofa.
The room was silent. The two of them did not seem to know what topic to talk about. After all, they used to talk most of the time through the communicator and that piece of paper. Even after they finally met, they did not have much time to talk like ordinary people. Xu Le did not know what the Xiu Shu Foundation was, nor did he know what the Tai family represented in the Federation. He did not know Tai Zhiyuan's history, but he felt that the Tai Zhiyuan on the sofa at this moment was not the same person as the Tai Zhiyuan he usually knew at night.
At night, Tai Zhiyuan was an ordinary young man who was a little proud, a little cold, and a little bored. But at this moment, Tai Zhiyuan was like a monster who was born with a certain kind of aura.
In this silence, the only exception was the middle-aged man who followed Xu Le into the room. The middle-aged man had his hands behind his back, and like a tourist, he stared at the small decorations in the room with interest. It seemed that he did not want to participate in this conversation at all.
Butler Jin, who had been standing silently beside the sofa, stared at the middle-aged man with a complicated expression. He suddenly said, "Student Xu, who is this?"
Xu Le was stunned. He smiled embarrassedly and introduced the middle-aged man to Tai Zhiyuan and Butler Jin, "This is my friend's uncle. He asked me to take him to the second floor. I didn't know you were upstairs at that time, so I just casually agreed. I didn't expect that this old man would actually follow us up."
"Just because you don't know doesn't mean that everyone doesn't know," Tai Zhiyuan glanced at the middle-aged man and said with a smile, "Would you like to sit down and have a chat?"
"You guys chat first, you guys chat first. I'm not in a hurry," the second in command of the anti-government forces waved his hand with a smile, completely unaware that he was in danger.
Strangely enough, after he said that, Tai Zhiyuan really did not care about him anymore. He just let the middle-aged man wander around his room. He turned his head and looked at Xu Le with a gentle smile and said, "Let's get to know each other again. Xu Le, I'm Tai Zhiyuan."
The atmosphere in the room finally relaxed. Xu Le said with a smile, "Of course I know. I also guessed that your family must be rich, but I didn't expect it to be to this extent … I've heard of the Cultivation Foundation.
"But I think, you definitely don't know my real identity." Tai Zhiyuan looked at him and said calmly, "The Cultivation Foundation is just something for ordinary people to see … My family and some other rich and idle families gathered together. The people of the Federation gave us a name, something called the Seven Great Families … I think you've heard of it before."
Xu Le listened to this sentence in shock. He suddenly remembered that he had found the surname Yi familiar a long time ago. He asked in disbelief, "Is it the Tai family whose ancestors were emperors …?"
"Not many people still remember things that happened tens of thousands of years ago. Looks like you're pretty good at history," Tai Zhiyuan said with a smile.
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