Time Travel to Become Your Sweetheart novel Chapter 112

Jane was pulled by a waitress to change into a pure white evening dress.

Unexpectedly, the cut fitted her body, as if it was tailored for her. It set off her breasts and slender waist. She looked charming!

Jane nervously opened the note. It was number 13.

This figure was regarded as an ominous symbol, and she hated it from religious sentiment.

"Every 13th day in a month, 12 witches hold a carnival. The 13th devil, Satan, will appear at the top and bring disaster to the people."

At some time, Pearl took a detour behind Jane and deliberately lowered her voice. It sounded very strange.

"Your partner is destined to be Satan."

Pearl smiled mysteriously and put on a crescent-shaped mask. What Jane got was a feather mask that could cover the upper half of her face, revealing her lips.

The male and female guests tidied up and were grouped.

In the crowd, Jane saw a short and fat man in a Scottish dress revealing a fat belly. It must be Ada's husband.

There were no other fat men like him among the guests present.

"Why does he participate in this kind of activity?"

The female guests whispered. Whoever danced with the fatty was destined to become the target of ridicule. They all prayed to themselves that they would not be so unlucky.

Moreover, the fatty looked creepy. Perhaps he would be a weirdo. What if he harassed...

Sophia looked at the number plate in her hand and silently mourned for herself. She had just seen the number of the fatty, but she was unlucky and partnered with the fatty.

Ada's husband stared at her, which displeased her.

However, it seemed that everyone was happy. If she objected, it would make other people unhappy.

It must be Daisy. As the organizer, it was too easy to do something!

Sophia smiled. Daisy secretly played tricks on her, which indicated that she had succeeded in making Daisy angry.

No matter what, she won the bet.

"Number 13."

Someone shouted. Jane turned around and found a tall man standing beside her. Even in the darkness, the pair of black eyes under the mask was sparkling...

Light music slowly sounded. Suddenly, the lights shone on the marble floor of the hall, casting a huge circular shadow.

"Let's play an interesting game today."

The herald appeared and began to come up with bad ideas.

The men and women on the stage had chosen their partners through the number plates at the collars.

"Game one, squeeze the other partners out of the circular shadow."

During the dancing, one could run wild to squeeze out the rest of the partners. The circle would gradually shrink as the game progressed.

In the end, the pair who could stay in the circle would receive a mysterious gift from the organizers.

"That's good!"

In the crowd, some people applauded, thinking that this was an exciting game.

Although the guests attending the masquerade were rich, they were curious about the mysterious gift and were determined to obtain it.

That game tested not only the dancing skills but also the partners' coordination.

If one went east and another preferred west, it would be easier to be squeezed out of the circle.

Of course, the game was not without rules. No pushing and shoving, and no violence.

Jane looked at the tall man who had the same number plate as her and felt inexplicably familiar.

The man did not say anything, nor did he intend to introduce himself. So she simply kept silent.

The two exchanged glances and put on a posture, waiting for the music to play again.

The light music sounded again, the pairs began to dance around the hall. They were about to show their good dancing skills while they were absorbed in the beautiful music.

Jane's eyes wandered. She was looking for Pearl, but she couldn't find her because of the dim circle and the crowd.

Suddenly, the music changed. The rhythm became stronger and stronger.

The guests who were dancing in the hall began to step up and attack the pairs around them.

Some pairs did not dance with each other well. The two separated and were quickly squeezed out of the circle.

The lights were dim and gentle, but the music was like heavy raindrops. It was as if the brawling and fighting could be heard on an ancient battlefield.

The guests quickened their footsteps and movements. Some who were uncoordinated were squeezed out of the circle and sat on the sofa brought over from the hall. They drank red wine and watched the show.

Andrew's partner was a silver-haired old lady, who seemed to be the mother of the president of a group.

The old lady was seventy or eighty years old, but her feet and legs were flexible. She usually gathered the old ladies with similar interests in the luxury villa area and danced together.

"Young boy, why are your legs not flexible?"

Andrew was absent-minded, so they made a mistake in their cooperation and were pushed out of the circle by Ada's fat husband.

The arrogant Andrew dared not to offend the old lady, so he could only run to the dressing room and change his clothes.

The masquerade ball was good for one thing that they wouldn't recognize each other if there weren't obvious characteristics.

But the mask would be taken off until the dance ended.

Jane had just adapted to the fast rhythm, but her partner's skill was superior to hers.

After a few rounds, Jane was out of breath.

The No. 13 man was tall, who dwarfed tall and slender Jane.

She always felt that this man was a little familiar. He carried a domineering aura. As long as any pairs dared to provoke him, they would all be pushed out of the circle.

With a single movement, the two approached. She could smell the faint fragrance of mint on the man's body.

"Darling..."

While dancing, the guests were not allowed to speak. Jane had always obeyed the rules, but she couldn't help but murmur in a low voice the moment she discovered it.

"What, did you discover it yet?"

William smiled and replied in a soft voice.

Originally, the Number 13 plate wasn't his. But when he was changing clothes, he saw Randy and the waiter talking in a corner.

So he took advantage of Randy's carelessness to quickly take away the number plate.

Sure enough, it was the same as he thought.

Daisy always had countless tricks to plot against Jane.

Jane was surprised. If William hadn't changed, her partner would be Randy.

No! With the previous experience, she instinctively resisted Randy.

She was afraid that William would misunderstand her, so she avoided meeting Randy.

"I know it's not you."

William closed his eyes. After six years, he suddenly realized that Jane was very beautiful.

But it was strange that he had never had such recognition for such a long time. It was as if Jane was a totally different woman.

Jane lowered her eyes and danced to William's rhythm. They stood in the middle of the circle, dancing like a pair of butterflies.