Qin Yiren smiled in a tangled way, saying that she couldn't remember it at all.

The romantic little husband saw her embarrassment and hurriedly introduced the men and women around him: "Sister Xiaoqian, the one in front of you is the former great wizard of our team, this one is the nanny Xiao Liu, and this one is the assassin

Ancient temple…”

Qin Yiren cooperated with the dress and looked like she suddenly realized her mind, and said hello to these people, until Xiaoliu looked at her for a moment and asked frankly: "Nie Xiaoqian, do you look like a woman in the recent news?"

Qin Yiren's heart skipped a beat and made up his mind to refuse to admit it. "Ah, yes, I look a bit like her, and I will be misunderstood occasionally."

Xiao Liu looked at her suspiciously, without any answer.

The romantic little husband smiled and called out: "But the photos in the news must have been edited. Compared with the two real people, our sister Xiaoqian must be more beautiful."

Several people around echoed and joked, and the atmosphere of the scene returned to its previous liveliness. They didn't seem to think that people who often appeared in entertainment news would come to participate in offline meetings where they lost their vests.

Qin Yiren breathed a sigh of relief, her eyes flashed lightly by the still pondering little willow, and she was a little away from her without a trace.

However, the only women present were she and Xiaoliu. Someone took them into the prepared private room and naturally arranged for her and Xiaoliu to sit side by side.

At this distance, Xiao Liu Bachang could probably see that she had put on makeup on purpose.

Qin Yiren was very nervous. He deliberately did not look at Xiao Liu's direction, but just looked at the romantic little husband and said, "Ning Caichen... is he here?"

"We gathered for an hour, and there are still more than twenty minutes left, so it's hard to say."

The romantic little husband said, suddenly remembering the interesting things five years ago, and couldn't help but laugh, "Xiao Liu, did you not like Ning Caichen very much at that time, and you still want to break up other people's CP?"

"Shut up, you." Xiao Liu rolled her eyes, picked up popcorn from the plate and smashed him: "I remember you also had a CP at that time, and it was stolen from someone else, right?"

"That's because my brother, I am handsome and the women throw themselves into their arms."

The romantic little husband patted his chest and laughed at him to resolve the embarrassment: "Now I'm old. After five years, Sister Xiaoqian has a baby. Xiaoliu, are you getting married too?"

"No, I finished my graduate school, just graduated last year and looked for a job, and I was internship in the company."

Xiao Liu finished speaking with a smile, and looked at Qin Yiren like nothing, obviously still suspected that she was the heroine in the news.

Qin Yiren slowly drank a cup of tea, pretending not to notice her gaze.

The romantic little husband noticed something wrong between the two and asked curiously: "Xiao Liu, I remember that you used to like celebrities and worked hard to buy tickets for concerts. Where are you an intern?"

Xiao Liu pursed her lips embarrassedly, but gave the answer truthfully: "Sea Magazine, intern reporter."

The romantic young man laughed: "Ahh, I know that magazine. The boss likes to use evidence to blackmail celebrities. Didn't he even make news some time ago? What kind of reporter are you? Are you paparazzi?"

"You can't control it, the salary is very high anyway."

Xiao Liu gave him an angry look, took out his mobile phone to log in to the game, and seized the time to clear the daily tasks.

Gradually, there were more than a dozen people walking into the private room. They all looked unrestrained, and none of them seemed special.

Qin Yiren listened to them telling the trend of the game back then, and kept smiling throughout the whole process, pretending to be very serious when he heard it. In fact, most of his thoughts were placed at the door of the box, waiting for the arrival of "Ning Caichen".

Unconsciously, time disappeared minute by second.

The romantic little husband led everyone toasted: "There are less than five minutes left, and I think the only people are us."

Everyone looked at each other with teacups, with a little regretful expression, as if they had not seen the person they wanted to see.

The romantic young man understood everyone's mood and said with a smile: "There is no way. Although our guild was the first in the entire server, it was five years ago. Now many friends are no longer playing, so let's give them a thumbs up.

Cup, I wish you all a bright future and a happy life.”

After saying that, everyone talked and laughed in support, raised their glasses to replace wine with tea, and drank it all in one go.

Qin Yiren followed him to drink half a cup of tea, her slender eyelashes trembled, and she lowered her eyes to look at the ripples in the cup.

She plucked up the courage to come here, but "Ning Caichen" was not ready to appear at all?

Without replying to her message and not appearing at the party, it all means that the other party no longer cares about her, right? Then why did you reply to such a message to her at the beginning?

Unable to understand the psychology of "Ning Caichen", Qin Yiren sighed softly and took out his mobile phone to log in to the game.

Although the private room was very lively, she didn't know anyone at all, and she couldn't talk about their topics, and she didn't have any resonance at all.

In other words.

The excitement of these people only set off her helplessness.

Seeing the familiar game interface appearing on the mobile phone screen, Qin Yiren used to click on the friend bar, and her eyes, which were clearly distinguished by black and white, suddenly opened.

In the past few days, she often logged in to the game to check, but she never saw "Ning Caichen" coming online, but at this moment he was indeed online.

With a complicated expression, Qin Yiren's slender fingers hovered and frozen above the screen, not knowing whether to say hello to him again.

If the two people back then were just game CPs they knew in reality...

Even if you really meet this "Ning Caichen", it may not help her recovering her memory. It would be awful if she misunderstood her and it would be entangled.

Just as Qin Yiren was hesitating, the chat box flashed.

She watched the name of "Ning Caichen" light up in a daze. She opened the chat box a little nervously and saw the message from the other party: [Are you having a party with them?]

Nie Xiaoqian: [I'm here, will you come?]

Ning Caichen: [You really want to see me?]

Nie Xiaoqian: [I have something to ask you for help.]

The emphasis was on stressing that he had never wanted to bother the other person. Qin Yiren looked at the quiet chat box again, remembering the social etiquette of adults, and quickly added: [It's not a borrowing money, it's true!]

By the way, will anyone really borrow money from a CP from five years ago?

Her emphasis seems to make Ning Caichen amused: [I know, you never accept my money.]

???

Qin Yiren blinked.

Although she has no past memories, based on the current situation, Huang Qian is obviously a good girl who is self-reliant.

but……

Even though Huang Qian confiscated Ning Caichen's money, Ning Caichen once wanted to give her money, and it seemed that it had been more than once. Isn't it a bit strange?

Unable to guess what kind of relationship the two of them had at the beginning, Qin Yiren replied tentatively: [Why should I charge you money?]

The other party was silent for a moment again: [I am in the guild hall.]

Seeing five words appearing in the chat box, Qin Yiren immediately looked up and observed everyone in the box.

There are three men who lowered their heads to play with their mobile phones. One is too young, and the other two are quite suitable for ages, but they all focus on playing with their own, and they have no eye contact with her at all.

He frowned at a loss, and Qin Yiren quietly sent a message to the romantic young man: [Is Ning Caichen here?]

The romantic little husband was joking with the people next to him, and the phone in front of him was shocked.

He picked it up and took a look, then looked at Qin Yiren clearly, and lowered his head to reply: [He hasn't come, time has passed, what a pity.]

so……

Ning Caichen is playing tricks on her?

After looking at the two men who lowered their heads and played with their phones again, Qin Yiren sent a message: [Who are the two men close to the bar?]

[It is normal for you not to know each other, that is from our guild attack team, Huahua and Yaya.]

In this case, is it possible that Ning Caichen replaced someone else's vest?

After staring at the two men again for a moment, Qin Yiren switched back to the game interface in confusion, looking at the five words in the chat box.

He is in the hall...

Clubhouse?

Isn't it in the private room?

Suddenly realizing something, Qin Yiren got up and left the private room, standing in the hall and looking around.

This hot spring club is very famous in Jianghai.

Especially now during holidays, there are endless guests coming to play.

She just stood in the hall for two minutes, and there were already more than a dozen men of the right age passing by, and everyone was probably Ning Caichen.

Not to mention that she does not have the memory of Huang Qian, even if she really has it, it would probably be very difficult to find Ning Caichen who had not seen him for five years among these people.

Qin Yiren observed it for a long time with a headache, wondering whether Ning Caichen used this method, indirectly expressing her dissatisfaction with her leaving without saying goodbye five years ago.

She picked up her phone with no choice and she typed in the chat box: [Where are you? I want to meet you.]

The second floor of the guild hall.

Bo Jingxing looked down at the little woman looking around in the hall, and new information popped out of the phone in front of him.

He didn't know whether it was right or wrong to do so.

But watching her anxious because of him was no longer the only existence of Chu Xinian in his eyes, which made him feel satisfied for a long time.

With her slender fingertips touching the cold mobile phone screen, Bo Jingxing replied slowly: [I'm here, waiting for you to come to me.]

Looking at the news flashing in the chat box, Qin Yiren was so amused and crying.

Not to mention that there are almost hundreds of people in the guild hall, there are dozens of them, but she has to knock on the door one by one to check and carefully observe whether there are any men in it that look familiar?

After thinking for a while, she sent the reasons she couldn't do, and at the same time offered a heart-warming condition: [I just want to see you. If my request bothers you, can you send me WeChat? I'll send you some

compensate?]

Ning Caichen: […Do you think I am a novice?]

Nie Xiaoqian: [...Don't you ask me to find you?]

Ning Caichen: [If you want to see me.]

That's nothing to discuss?

Qin Yiren looked at her phone depressedly, then looked at the tourists around her, feeling that this was an impossible task.
Chapter completed!