"Shizuko Kimura is so pitiful. Meng Xiaolan frowned and said.

Jing Zixuan next to her also nodded and said, "If the person you love just treats you as a substitute, then you are too pathetic." ”

"Yes, I think Lan Ruofei is a little annoying, although ......" Meng Xiaolan was silent for a while, and said: "Actually, I can understand, after all, Yu Lin is the person she likes so much......"

Jing Zixuan turned her head to look at Meng Xiaolan, the girl's long hair that was tied into a ponytail on weekdays had been put down and draped over her shoulders, at this moment Meng Xiaolan's eyebrows frowned slightly, and she was looking at the page in the book with a sad face, very gentle, but a little sad, it seemed that she suddenly became the heroine of the book.

"How many pages are left to read?" Jing Zixuan didn't answer Meng Xiaolan's words, but asked this sentence.

Meng Xiaolan flipped through and said, "The last page is here, and it's about to end." ”

"Your cousin...... Did I tell you that the ending of this book is good or bad?" Jing Zixuan asked.

Life is not easy for Jing Zixuan, so Jing Zixuan has always disliked watching stories with bad endings, and reading fashion magazines is always easy for Jing Zixuan, there is no good or bad.

"I didn't mention it," Meng Xiaolan shook her head and said, "My cousin hates spoilers the most, so she will never tell me, she thinks that no matter what the book is, it is best to read and feel it herself, and look forward to that ending." ”

Jing Zixuan agrees with this sentence, but the ending of each story is not always worth looking forward to.

"Then shall we continue to watch?" Jing Zixuan looked at Meng Xiaolan's sad look and couldn't bear to read, so she had to ask tentatively.

Probably everyone who reads their favorite book, although they really want to continue reading, but they feel reluctant to finish it. Meng Xiaolan is in such a mood.

Although Meng Xiaolan was shocked when she first learned that this book was about same-sex love, after relieving, many of Meng Xiaolan's thoughts have changed.

"There's only a little bit left, let's save it for another time. Meng Xiaolan smiled and sighed, and looked at the page just now again with a nostalgic look before closing the book.

That night, although Meng Xiaolan and Jing Zixuan were lying on the bed together, the two of them couldn't say anything, just silently and quietly lying.

Although it was the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday, it stands to reason that everyone should go home for a reunion, and everyone else in the dormitory went home happily, leaving only Jing Zixuan.

Meng Xiaolan's relationship with her family is not too much of a problem, but Meng Xiaolan's parents often travel on business, and they are also working outside during the Mid-Autumn Festival, so when they return to that empty home, Meng Xiaolan feels that it is better to stay in the dormitory with Jing Zixuan.

The room was too quiet, and suddenly a deep sigh was heard, Jing Zixuan turned her head to look at Meng Xiaolan, only to see Meng Xiaolan looking out the window with her eyes open, her face still with that sadness on her face.

When it comes to empathy, Meng Xiaolan is still quite strong in this regard, presumably she read this book again, and she hasn't come out of the book yet, so she naturally can't sleep.

But Jing Zixuan didn't come out of the book, but she couldn't sleep at the moment, but she couldn't get out of the book.

"Xiaolan, can't you sleep?" Jing Zixuan turned sideways and looked at Meng Xiaolan and asked.

Meng Xiaolan was originally lying on her back, but when she saw Jing Zixuan turned sideways, she also turned sideways, and the two of them looked face to face.

"Well, I've been thinking about a few of them in my head, and I'm not very happy. Meng Xiaolan pouted unhappily.

Jing Zixuan smiled softly, then stretched out her hand and pinched Meng Xiaolan's face, and said, "You have read so many books, if every one of them is like this, then it is okay?"

"It's not like this in every book, it's just ...... This book made me feel so different. Meng Xiaolan said, frowning again.

"Why do you say that?" Jing Zixuan stopped smiling and asked seriously.

"First of all, you've also read, there has never been a book written like this, about two girls...... Alas, I'm thinking, art comes from life, how are those girls like this in reality?" Meng Xiaolan said.

Jing Zixuan was stunned for a moment, thought for a while, and suddenly asked, "If you also meet a girl who likes you, what will happen to you?"

Lan Ruofei and Yu Lin in the book grew up together, and when Lan Ruofei confessed to Yu Lin, she also said something similar to Jing Zixuan.

"Lin'er, what would you do if a girl liked you?"

Meng Xiaolan only frowned slightly just now, and frowned even tighter.

Obviously, Meng Xiaolan is really thinking about this issue seriously.

How did Yu Lin in the book answer, she said to Lan Ruofei almost without hesitation: "Impossible." ”

This impossibility is not only a denial of having girls who like themselves, but also a denial of this answer.

Lan Ruofei was sad for a while, and she was sure that her heart for Lin was rejected so quickly.

Waiting for Meng Xiaolan's answer, Jing Zixuan didn't know why, and she didn't seem to dare to come out.

Originally, this question was just what Jing Zixuan wanted to ask on a whim.

The waiting time was actually only two minutes, but Jing Zixuan felt that it was so long.

Finally, Meng Xiaolan had to answer this question.

I saw Meng Xiaolan lie back again, looking up at the ceiling, where it was pitch black.

"I don't know. Meng Xiaolan's frowning brows also relaxed, and she sighed and said, "If it were you, I wouldn't be disgusted, but ...... I don't know how I'll react. ”

As soon as she finished saying this, Jing Zixuan leaned over.

There was some cold touch on the lips, like a dragonfly dotting water, and some unfamiliar emotions, at that moment, sprouted.

Meng Xiaolan felt that her breathing had stopped.

The fool doesn't know what it was just now.

Jing Zixuan, who was lying on the bed again, her heart was beating faster, she hurriedly covered her chest with a quilt, it was too quiet this night, she was afraid that the people next to her would hear.

That night, it was supposed to be doomed to silence.

The two of them didn't say anything, and they were silent for some time, and finally fell asleep.

When she woke up the next morning, Jing Zixuan found that there was no Meng Xiaolan next to her, and when she took out the alarm clock to look, it was only seven o'clock.

Normally, when it comes to the holidays, everyone wishes they could sleep in the dark, and Meng Xiaolan couldn't wake up naturally so early.

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