Yu Bo screamed and pulled back his hand.
He asked with a distorted face: "What good will it do to you if you crush me?"
The white gloves had some blood leaking out.
Su Qingyu took out a wet wipe and slowly wiped away the blood on his palm. His eyes were cold and his voice was not warm: "You said it, we are competitors. I will crush you and you will not be able to work." If the department's performance deteriorates, the leader will merge the two departments into one department and make me the department leader."
The benefits are huge.
"Uh..." Yu Bo had nothing to say.
Su Qingyu held her face with one hand: "When you invited me to the dance, you mentioned my parents. Now that I am your dance partner as promised, you should also keep your promise and tell me relevant clues."
Yu Bo said slowly: "Don't worry, there will be many mini-games later. In the games, you can ask the answers you want to know."
There is one big difference between humans and weirdos.
That is, weirdness is relatively simple. If you reach a certain agreement with humans, as long as one party fulfills it, the other party must abide by it.
But humans are different.
Human beings can talk without keeping their words.
Rule 6: Su Qingyu has heard of some of the Pen Fairy, Dish Fairy, Four Corner Games, Asking the Mirror and Eating Food mentioned in it, but some of them have not, but it can be inferred from the names that they are all games. A game to attract evil spirits.
Su Qingyu stared at the aftermath. This person should have other purposes for approaching him.
The dance begins.
The lights dim and soothing music plays.
"Miss Competitor, would you like to dance with me?" Yu Bo walked up to Su Qingyu, bowed gracefully, and then stretched out a hand. There was an indistinct tenderness in his squinted eyes.
Su Qingyu nodded slightly and put her hand into his palm.
The last time I danced was at the Black Lake Nursing Home.
The last time we danced was at the Luo Family Villa.
Su Qingyu can't dance, she can step on her toes.
As the dance steps flowed, Su Qingyu felt Yu Bo's hand on her waist. The music rhythm was gentle. Yu Bo led her to dance on the dance floor. Their footsteps intertwined, and Su Qingyu barely kept up with the rhythm.
Yu Bo is actually very polite by nature, and he is also a gentleman when he dances.
However, Su Qingyu couldn't have any charming thoughts.
All her attention was on the background music of the dance.
Her original skills were not very good, and coupled with distractions, Su Qingyu repeatedly made mistakes in her dance steps, and the aftermath was miserable.
Yu Bo whispered in her ear: "Su Qingyu, has anyone ever said that your dancing is really bad?"
"Really? I think I'm a pretty good dancer." While talking, Su Qingyu stepped on Yu Bo's leather shoes again, and then apologized insincerely, "Sorry, sorry, I stepped on you again."
"This is the sixth time." Yu Bo felt that he made a wrong decision by inviting Su Qingyu to dance.
At this time, the lights are completely dark.
Yu Bo's hand suddenly let go, and Su Qingyu noticed something strange, and then his warm hand held Su Qingyu again and continued the dance just now.
In the dark, nothing can be seen.
He gently held Su Qingyu's waist, and along with the soft melody, he held Su Qingyu's hand and raised it, making her spin a circle in the center of the dance floor, and then held her hand again, dancing slowly. .
"Yu Bo, is it still you?" Su Qingyu felt that there were more dancing tricks in the darkness.
In the darkness, there was no response.
The person opposite is enjoying this dance.
Su Qingyu wanted to reach out for her phone and turn on the flashlight.
Her dance partner held her hand tightly and did not allow her to move.
"You..." Su Qingyu was about to take off her cloak and called Youyou to come over and help.
A warm hand pressed Su Qingyu's hand as he was about to take off his cloak, and a familiar voice came from the darkness: "Little Qingyu, aren't you even willing to finish the dance with me?"
"Are you... Du Yu?"
"Hmm~ Did you miss me?"
"Think about it." Su Qingyu had a lot of questions to ask him.
Spin, jump, dance with light steps.
"I've been waiting for you here for so long. It's really sad. The first thing you did when you came to the group was not to come to me." Du Yu danced with Su Qingyu in his arms. Su Qingyu couldn't see Du Yu because of the darkness. I only felt that although his tone was still the same as before, his words revealed weakness, "You little heartless boy, do you still remember our agreement?"
“We’ll discuss the contract later.
Do you have time now? Let me ask you a few questions. "
Su Qingyu was afraid that Du Yu would disappear, but he finally appeared. Su Qingyu seized the time and asked her doubts: "Du Yu, was that pink cloak a gift from you? What is your relationship with Zhuang Xiaodie's father? You Do you know Zhuang Xiaodie? Have you seen Zhuang Xiaodie in the group? "
Su Qingyu's questions were thrown out like a barrage of questions.
Du Yu's laughter came from the darkness: "Little Qingyu, you have a lot of questions, why don't you talk about old times first?
You can't just ask so many questions unscrupulously just because I like humans. "
Su Qingyu said simply: "Reminiscing about the past, reminiscing... Well, whatever you want to chat about, I will chat with you slowly."
"Just tell me, during the time we were apart, did you think of me in your dreams?"
Absolutely not.
After leaving the [Daystar Beverage Factory] dungeon, Su Qingyu ate well and slept well. If she had not come to Daystar Group, she would rarely even suffer from insomnia.
As for Du Yu, if he hadn't been related to Zhuang Xiaodie's father, Su Qingyu wouldn't have paid more attention to him.
But this was obviously not the answer Du Yu wanted to hear.
Su Qingyu turned back to the guest: "Then did you think of me?"
Du Yu's tone was very light, with a sense of loss: "Of course, after the butterfly flew back, I remembered a lot of things from the past.
When I think of those things, I lose my wings and am no longer free. I can only hope that you can come back to accompany me.
Now, you are finally back. "
