"Le Yao," Ming Hao's handsome face was no longer sunny and cheerful as before, he stood beside her, and there was irrepressible excitement in his voice: "Long time no see?" People who have been in love for five years, if that thing doesn't happen, I'm afraid they are already married...... was supposed to be an intimate lover, but at this time, he could only greet him like a friend, he was not unwilling, but he was distressed.

"Senior. Le Yao still remembers his angry appearance that day, she has known him for more than five years, that was the only time she saw him angry, after more than a month, seeing him again, she still felt heavy guilt in her heart. It was she who was sorry for him. It was she who hurt him.

"Are you waiting for a friend?" asked Minghao.

"I'm alone. "Ye Hui is gone, and she is the only one.

"Can I sit down?" he asked.

Le Yao nodded, in front of her, he was still the humble gentleman who was obedient and humble, if it was Wen Yunting, he would definitely be domineering...... She pursed her lips and scolded herself secretly, what the hell is wrong, why do you think of that person again?

"Is my aunt okay lately?" Le Yao asked, "It has been raining some time ago, how is Auntie's rheumatism?" She remembered that Ming's mother worked in a textile factory when she was young, and she contracted rheumatism, and when it rained in winter or when she used cold water, her wrist joints were particularly painful.

Ming Hao's eyes were stunned, and then with a wry smile, it turned out that she also had a heart, at least, she would take the initiative to care about her mother: "As long as you don't touch the cold water, it's no big problem." Looking at her still emaciated face, he was distressed and asked with concern, "Are you okay?"

Le Yao nodded slightly, and then asked, "Senior, how are you? How are you doing? The school should be on vacation, "It's almost the New Year, and in college, it should be almost time for the final exam."

Ming Hao's eyes fell on her, she was still the one he couldn't figure out and couldn't let go...... How many nights did she appear in his dreams, but now that they really met, they found that they were still so far away from each other. In the end, his eyes fell on her lower abdomen, because it was winter, she was wearing a down jacket, and the whole person did not look as slender as before, and he was sour and a little jealous in his heart: "It's been almost four months." ”

Le Yao was slightly stunned.

"If I'm not mistaken. How could he be mistaken? Minghao said bitterly: "The child is almost four months old." At that time, after some contradictory struggles in his mind, he finally decided to let go and fulfill her.

Thinking of that biochemical child, Le Yao's heart was full of pain, she lowered her eyes slightly, and she didn't know where to start with him.

"The child is getting older, haven't you thought about getting married right away?" Seeing her appearance, Ming Hao was angry, no matter how he suppressed his emotions, he was still obviously jealous.

Le Yao was even more embarrassed and shook her head. Should I tell him that the child is gone? But at the moment, I don't know how to say it.

"How can he do this?" Ming Hao was angry, he would be wrong, he just wanted a woman, unmarried and pregnant, if the man didn't care, how much gossip would she have to bear? He felt sorry for her: "Who is he?" Tell me, I'll go find him!" Even if he couldn't marry her, he still couldn't let go of her, he was afraid that she would be unhappy, afraid that she would be unhappy.

Le Yao was extremely embarrassed, her face was a little unnatural, she shook her head, and said a little crampedly: "Senior-"

"When is it, and you still have to defend him?" Minghao was heartbroken.

Afraid that his excited voice would affect the other guests who were chatting in a low voice, Le Yao blurted out: "I...... The child is gone. ”

Time stood still.

They were silent with each other.

Ming Hao looked at her with some surprise and some hesitation.

"The child is biochemical. Le Yao was bitter in her heart. This pregnancy, like a beautiful foam, shatters at the touch of it.

"Why didn't you tell me, why didn't you come to me?" At the end, Ming Hao said such a sentence faintly for a long time.

She lowered her eyes and didn't speak again. This kind of thing, what does she say? How can she say it? God knows how sad she is?

"Le Yao. Ming Hao suddenly held her hand, he didn't want to ask who the child was, he just liked her, he just wanted to be with her. Without children's obstacles, they ......

Le Yao was stumbling and struggling, but she couldn't withdraw her hand.

"Le Yao, let's ......" Ming Hao's face turned red, as if in just a few minutes, he regained his vitality, and his original vitality returned.

"Yaoyao!" Song Siyu came over at some point, looking at the two of them, with a shallow smile in his eyes: "What a coincidence." When she was shopping for something to go back, she oversaw her, so she came over.

Song Siyu introduced herself generously: "Hello, I am Yaoyao's sister Song Siyu. ”

Ming Hao was surprised, he had known Le Yao for five years, but he never knew that she had a sister, seeing that Le Yao did not refute, so he said: "I am Le Yao's ......" However, he hesitated, not knowing whether to introduce a "friend" or a "fiancé".

Seeing him hesitating, Le Yao took over: "Sister Siyu, this is Ming Hao, the senior of my university. She didn't want to cause unnecessary misunderstanding of Song Siyu.

"Senior?" Song Siyu's eyes had a hint of indescribable feeling, and she chewed with interest and thoughtfulness: "Senior, senior?" For some reason, this word felt strangely ambiguous between her lips and teeth. After an "oh", she looked at them with a look that seemed to understand.

Song Siyu's arrival made Ming Hao's words that he originally wanted to say swallow back alive. Then, he responded to her inquiry with a little embarrassment.

"How long have you known each other?"

"More than five years. Ming Hao said.

"More than five years?" Song Siyu looked at him, and then at Le Yao, "It's been a long time." ”

Five-year ...... It's been a long time, indeed However, no matter how long it was, it couldn't get rid of the person who lived in Le Yao's heart.

"The school is so big, how did you know each other at the beginning?" Song Siyu at this time, that look, just like Le Yao's parents.

"...... in the Student Council"

Listening to their conversation, and feeling Song Siyu's ambiguous gaze from time to time, Le Yao was a little embarrassed.

*

"Senior?senior?" Song Siyu chuckled, chattering all the way, in the past few days, she found Le Yao's loneliness and silence, and Minghao's appearance made her think that Le Yao's spring had arrived.

"Sister Siyu, it's not what you think. Listening to her words, thinking about her previous inquiry about Ming Hao, Le Yao explained.

Song Siyu continued to laugh and tease: "What do I think?"

Le Yao was slightly anxious.

Song Siyu stretched out his hand and put his arm around her shoulder: "Don't worry, I won't tell others." Actually, she has already started Xiao Jiujiu in her heart, and if she wants to make Le Yao happy, I'm afraid that she can only be in love. Although Le Yao denied it, she could find the sparks of love from Ming Hao's eyes: "He is a senior, you are a junior, that's all, right!"

As soon as the words fell, the elevator reached the 15th floor, and the door slowly opened.

"What senior?" Wen Yunting was at the elevator door, his hands were lazily in his trouser pockets, looking interested, he had eaten a closed door in front of Song Siyu in the past few days, he hadn't even seen Le Yao's face, and he was so anxious in his heart.

At first sight, Le Yao's heart hurt even more, that child was biochemical like a bubble, her pain, her suffering, but he didn't know anything. And the ambiguous words and ridicule between him and Song Siyu are burning her heart all the time.

Song Siyu raised her chin slightly, looked at Wen Yunting, and then quietly set her eyes on Le Yao, and then winked at Wen Yunting, which meant to tell him that the senior sister was referring to Le Yao's love...... Then, she walked briskly towards Le Yao's suite.

Le Yao lowered her eyes slightly, and walked behind Song Siyu, when she passed by Wen Yunting's side, she was suddenly grabbed by his arm, she was startled, Song Siyu was just a few steps in front of them, how dare he mess around? She panicked, frowning and trying to break free. But he still held her arm firmly, not letting up at all.

She looked up at him with a hint of pain in her eyes, and in her clear eyes, with a hazy mist, her heart ached.

Song Siyu's hint just now made Wen Yunting slightly annoyed, he remembered that her friend once boasted to others how much affection Le Yao and her senior were...... And he didn't forget that she was going to marry that senior...... Didn't you say you wouldn't end it before, and why are we together again now?

"Let go of me. Le Yao looked at him silently, blurring these three words with her lips, but the wetness in her eyes became thicker. Seeing that Song Siyu was already taking out the key to open the door, he still didn't let go. She was so worried, so afraid of being seen by Song Siyu.

The wetness in her eyes was clearly accompanied by a kind of grievance and forbearance resistance, Wen Yunting was slightly stunned, but her heart was affected by her expression, and then she suddenly let go of her arm.

At this moment, Song Siyu had already opened the door, and she turned around: "Yaoyao, I'm home." The moment she turned around, Le Yao had already crossed Wen Yunting's side, bowing her head slightly, and the hair on her forehead concealed her embarrassment.

Maybe he was too tired after shopping for too long, so Song Siyu went back to his room to rest after taking a bath.

Ke Le Yao, without the slightest sleep, wrapped in a nightgown, sitting in the lazy sofa, shaking lonely, her heart was in chaos.

But just across the window, Wen Yunting stood in his living room and looked at her, looking at her lonely figure, for fear that she would find out, he deliberately turned off the light in the living room.

She was close at hand, but he couldn't touch her at all;

She was right in front of him, but he could only look at her secretly.

As long as she was in his sight, he felt happy.

But he found that she was unhappy.

What to do?

Wen Yunting's gaze has never left her, he, what should he do? There is no sigh, only his intentions, he will change their current state with his heart.

*

"I'm sorry Le Yao. Ye Hui sat opposite Le Yao and cried with red eyes, but crying failed to alleviate the guilt and sadness in her heart: "It's all my fault, it's all my fault...... I know there has been unhappiness between you, how can I easily believe her words?"

The cry of her friend made Le Yao sad, "Let's not mention the past, okay?" Looking back now, she was still scared of the scene at that time, but the matter had passed, and she chose to comfort her for fear that Ye Hui would be sad and blame herself.

"Why am I so stupid?" Ye Hui wiped her tears, "I have been fooled again and again......"

Le Yao was gloomy, in fact, Ye Hui is not stupid, she is too simple, she has to believe in everyone, and she is so simple that there are no bad people in the world: "Let's not talk about this matter, okay?"

"Luo Zhen is too bad. Ye Hui's eyes were swollen from crying: "I went to her to ask clearly, she actually asked the security guard to drive me away...... "She was sad, because her negligence hurt Le Yao, she was sad, and her former friend had become like this."

"Let's not talk about her. Talking about Luo Zhen, Le Yao felt uncomfortable in her heart: "Ye Hui, I'm still fine, isn't it?" She knew that Ye Hui was a dead brain who knew everything to the end, and she never calculated others, but would simply think that everyone was good to her. At this time, she chose to forgive Ye Hui and forgive her for her negligence.

Ye Hui sobbed.

"If you do this again, I'll be sad. Le Yao said.

"You move back in, okay?" Although Ye Hui was careless, she also knew that after this incident, it was impossible for them to return to the close friendship they had before, but she was unwilling to lose her and lose this good friend.

Le Yao was silent, her heart was in turmoil. Living in Tianlu No. 1, she has a small hope in her heart, hoping to see him...... However, he was even more afraid, afraid of his arrogance and frivolity like in the Ginza pantry of the times. Now, every time she faces Song Siyu, the strings in her heart are very tight and tight, so tight that she is about to suffocate.

"Is it good?" Ye Hui felt extremely guilty.

"I managed to get in touch with my mom and I can't leave her now. Now, she doesn't want to move away from Tianlu No. 1, no matter how much torture and pain there is in her heart, but at least she can see him occasionally, although Song Siyu is by her side, but as long as she sees him, her heart will come to life...... "You should know how much I long to have a home." She used home to warm her heart, but her heart never warmed up.

Ye Hui took her hand, but did not force her to move back, but just asked that they were still good friends, and they still had to meet often...... Whoever gets married first, the other person must be a bridesmaid.

"The senior is worried about you. Ye Hui said, "You have to ask me about your situation every few days." ”

For Ming Hao, all Le Yao can say is that she is sorry, she doesn't love him. "Me and him...... Impossible. Ye Hui, if you meet the right girl, help him introduce it. If he can find happiness sooner, she will be at ease.

"I really don't know what's going on between you. Ye Hui sighed lightly: "He asked me to take care of you, and you asked me to introduce him to a girlfriend." This is obviously about to get married, but suddenly she said that she would not get married, Le Yao, why don't you ask the senior out, and you can talk about it?" In her heart, she still felt that they were the most compatible pair.

"Ye Hui. Le Yao looked at her seriously: "We have broken up." She hopes that Minghao will be happy, "It is impossible to be together again." Although it was Ming Hao who proposed to break up, although the pregnancy was just a bubble, since it was broken, then, she didn't want to hurt him again.

Ye Hui looked at her: "Le Yao-"

Le Yao gave her an affirmative look.

Ye Hui was stunned, "What are your plans now?"

"I will find another job and live quietly. Le Yao has no extravagant hopes, she doesn't want to be a parasite next to her mother, she wants to support herself by her own work, she just wants to live an ordinary life.

"I'm not used to seeing you often. Ye Hui whispered that Le Yao's departure meant that their friendship was finally estranged.

"If we have time, we can talk on MSN, and we can also go shopping together on weekends," Le Yao finally couldn't bear to look at Ye Hui's loneliness: "In the future, there will be many opportunities for us to meet." After all, she used to be her most intimate good friend, and once, she accompanied her out of the low ebb of life when she lost her loved ones.

"Really?" Ye Hui was surprised.

"Of course. Le Yao held her hand.

*

Wen House, Yu Peiling's birthday.

It was said to be a birthday party, but no outsiders were invited, just a family gathering.

Yu Peiling is the most shining person in the audience.

In front of the three-tiered birthday cake, Yu Peiling pulled her daughter to make a wish together.

Le Yao closed her eyes, but at the bottom of her heart, she was at a loss, could she have a wish? When she opened her eyes, her mother pulled her to blow out the candle together.

The lights are on.

Le Yao inadvertently met Wen Yunting's gaze, and in the bottom of her heart, she felt a little more sour, her wish would eventually come to naught.

"What wish did you make?" Wen Xiaocheng looked at his wife, he had been married for more than ten years, and he had almost never seen his wife make such a pious wish.

"Uncle Wen, wishes cannot be spoken, and once they are spoken, they will not come true. Song Siyu was busy helping Yu Peiling share the cake.

"Who said that?" Wen Xiaocheng raised his eyebrows slightly: "The wish that can be said can be realized." In fact, he knew that his wife had always been unhappy in the past, and recently, she found her daughter, and her mood was very different from before.

Yu Peiling handed a piece of cake to her husband: "My wish is to hope that the family will be harmonious. Then he looked at his daughter again: "I hope Yaoyao will be happy." Although her daughter was smiling, she found that her daughter was not really happy.

Her words made Le Yao the focus of everyone.

"What about Yaoyao's wishes?" Wen Yunting, who had been silent, changed his previous coldness and looked at her, with tenderness in his eyes.

"Yes, Yaoyao, what about you?" Yu Peiling looked at her daughter with a smile.

After hesitating for a moment, Le Yao raised her eyes and said, "I have no wishes." At the bottom of her heart, she was desolate, and her wish was simply an impossible extravagant hope.

Her gloom, her coldness, and her loneliness made Wen Yunting's heart hurt slightly.

"You should work. Song Siyu held Le Yao's cold hand: "Yaoyao, do you want to go to the United States with me?" After Yu Peiling's birthday, she will return to the United States.

Wen Yunting frowned slightly when he heard this.

"Your aunt is reluctant. Wen Xiaocheng's generous voice carried a hint of a smile: "Siyu, if you take Yaoyao away, I'm afraid Pei Ling will also go to the United States with you." ”

The birthday party ended in a relaxed atmosphere.

The next day, Z City International Airport.

Song Siyu hugged Le Yao: "Yaoyao, goodbye!" Although she found that in the days she lived with Le Yao, they had not reached the point of mutual friendship, but, inexplicably, she just felt sorry for Le Yao and liked Le Yao.

"Sister Siyu, have a good trip. Le Yao whispered, finally, Song Siyu was leaving, there was no reluctance, yes, but the heavy negative pressure in his heart was reduced.

"Why is he here?" Song Siyu let go of Le Yao, but found that Wen Yunting was walking into the waiting hall, she frowned and was surprised.

Le Yao was stunned, looking at the handsome figure walking towards them, lowering her eyes slightly, and feeling uneasy.

"Have a nice trip. Wen Yunting stood in front of them, with a different ease in his language, and finally, the most eye-catching person was about to leave.

"My dear fiancé, I will miss you. Song Siyu smiled indifferently, stretched out his hand, and hugged Wen Yunting.

Wen Yunting didn't move, letting her hug.

"Will you miss me?" Song Siyu blinked, with a hint of a light smile, and deliberately teased.

"What do you say?" Wen Yunting did not answer, but pushed the question back to her.

"Why are you always at odds?" Song Siyu chuckled, but turned sideways and gave Wen Yunting a kiss, shallow, printed on his cheek: "Goodbye!"

Le Yao on the side was embarrassed, sour, panicked, and sad...... She's just a bystander...... It's just a grain of sand rubbed into the bottom of your eyes, and eventually, it will be squeezed out.

Song Siyu waved at them, and with a relaxed smile, walked into the boarding gate.

Le Yao turned around and walked out without saying a word.

Wen Yunting followed her quickly and appropriately.

Walking out of the waiting hall, the cold wind hit, Le Yao shivered, and pulled up the collar. Suddenly, an overcoat draped over her body, wrapping her slender body tightly.

She turned around, his perfect and handsome face was close at hand, her heart was beating inexplicably, it was his coat, so she reached out to push it away, but he wrapped her tightly and hugged her to the parking lot.

Wen Yunting sneezed, one after the other.

Le Yao's heart became tighter and tighter, and finally, she couldn't help it: "Put on your clothes." ”

Her concern, although the words were a little stiff, but it warmed Wen Yunting's heart, and he said, "I'm not cold. Before he could finish speaking, there was another sneezing.

"Put your clothes on!" she was anxious, "You're going to catch a cold like this." "On this cold day, outside, who can take off their coat and wear only a thin sweater?

"The car is right in front, and if you don't leave, I'm going to catch a cold. ”

Le Yao had no choice but to be wrapped in his clothes and walk towards his car.

In the car, it was fully heated.

However, one sneeze after another disrupted his usual cold appearance.

Le Yao, who was stuffed by him in the passenger seat, inadvertently touched his hand, and the coldness made her feel upset.

When Le Yao was sent to Tianlu No. 1, Wen Yunting's eyebrows tightened slightly, "I'll be there soon." ”

Watching his car go away, Le Yao's heart tightened slightly, and suddenly, when she found that his coat was still on her body, she became worried.

In the afternoon, it snowed.

Outside the window, snowflakes fall from the sky.

The weather is getting colder and colder.

Le Yao, who was sitting on the lazy sofa, occasionally drifted her eyes to Wen Yunting's living room, where there was silence and silence. And she was also listening attentively to the sound outside the door.

Yu Peiling has been busy with the establishment of the Children's Charity Foundation recently, so she has less time to come to Le Yao's side, just now, Le Yao received a call from her mother, telling her that it was cold and asked her to pay attention to keeping warm.

With a mother, life is always warmer...... However, at this time, what Le Yao cared about was the man who made her love and hate.

For a whole day, she didn't hear the door open in the next suite.

*

It was only because of the rebuilding of Biyuan that the workers made a mistake and cut off the water source of several families behind Biyuan, so those residents made a fuss on the construction site and even fought with the workers.

When Wen Yunting rushed over, someone had already been injured in this dispute...... In the end, in the evening, when the snow fell heavily, all the problems were satisfactorily solved.

"Mr. Wen, the snow is getting heavier and heavier," He Haotian found that Wen Yunting's flushed face was different from before: "Let's stay here tonight." ”

Wen Yunting's forehead was groggy, looking at the snowflakes in the sky, thinking about the slender and lonely figure, he still sat in the car.

He Haotian was not at ease and followed: "Mr. Wen, I'll drive." ”

Wen Yunting did not refuse He Haotian's help because of the tiredness in his eyes.

The car drove smoothly on the way back to Z City, during which the car was blocked for more than an hour because of heavy snow, and when it arrived at Tianlu No. 1, it was already late at night.

Standing downstairs and looking up, Wen Yunting found that the windows on the 15th floor were pitch black...... On such a cold day, she should have slept a long time ago.

He was very unwell and dizzy, and when he got home, he collapsed on the couch, and in a drowsy state, he heard a knock at the door. It's so late, who could it be?

Outside the door, the delicate Le Yao was holding his coat, but he didn't dare to look up at him, just said, "I'...... I'm here to return my clothes. In fact, she did not sleep until she heard him open the door and knocked on the door under the pretext of returning her clothes. He had been sneezing in the morning and had gone out without a coat, and she was worried. As she spoke, she handed over her clothes.

Wen Yunting leaned against the door and wanted to smile at her, but his head was so heavy and uncomfortable that he couldn't even laugh.

She stuffed her clothes into his arms, but she unintentionally touched his hand, which was terrifyingly hot, she looked up in shock, but found that his face was unusually flushed, startled, reached out to try his forehead, and was frightened: "You have a fever." ”

"Nope. In a daze, he threw away the clothes she had given him, and then took her into his arms. The person in his arms finally filled the heart that he had longed for for a long time.

His arms had an unusual heat, and Le Yao was frightened: "Do you have a thermometer and fever reducer at home?"

"Nope". At this moment, Wen Yunting just wanted to hug her, even if his head was heavy and he couldn't support it, he just wanted to hug her.

Le Yao was anxious and helped her to the sofa, but he grabbed her hand: "Don't go." There was an irrepressible heat in his eyes.

"I'll be right back. She pushed him away, and soon, she came with the medicine kit.

Trembling, she opened the medicine box and helped him take his temperature.

Wen Yunting, who was lying on the sofa, watched her busy, but her heart was filled with an inexplicable happiness.

39 degrees.

She pulled out the fever reducer and gave it to him.

"I don't take medicine. Wen Yunting played tricks like a child, pushing away the pill, he knew that no matter what he did now, she would not throw her hands away.

"Must eat. Like a stubborn wife, she handed him the medicine and warm water.

Wen Yunting was still playing tricks, looking at her with burning eyes: "Feed me." He deliberately embarrassed her.

Le Yao's heart trembled slightly, but he put the pill and water on his hand: "Hurry up and eat." His flushed face looked even more strange, and she was worried.

Wen Yunting was dazed, and with her help, swallowed the pill mixed with hot water.

After that, Le Yao helped him into the bedroom and settled him on the bed, after hesitating for a moment, she trembled and reached out to untie his clothes.

"Welcome!" he said as he lay motionless on the bed, brazenly looking at his eyes, which did not hide his longing.

Le Yao's face was flushed with embarrassment, didn't she want to untie his clothes and let him dissipate the heat, who would have thought that he would be misunderstood and ridiculed again?

"It's hot. The breathing was a little uncomfortable, dizzy, and Wen Yunting's drowsiness became thicker, so thick that he could barely open his eyes. But he just didn't want to sleep, he wanted to talk to her, and he wanted to be closer to her. But the will did not resist the chaotic sleep, and he finally closed his eyes.

Le Yao panicked, leaned over, reached out and patted his face, and found that his face was terrifyingly hot, "Wen Yunting?"

What to do?

Cold?

She quickly soaked the towel in cold water, wrung it out, and applied it to his forehead.

Wen Yunting held her hand that fell on her forehead, and she felt his palm hot.

"Let go. Le Yao whispered, it was not a way for him to burn down like this, she had to think of ways to cool him down. But his brows were slightly wrinkled, his eyes were closed, but he still held her hand tightly, and after she struggled to no avail, she bowed her head and promised, "I won't go." ”

His hand let go.

Soon, Le Yao found that the effect of cold compresses on his forehead was very small, and he was still very hot. didn't dare to delay, she unbuttoned his clothes, wrung a towel with warm water to help him wipe his body,

Because she was worried about him, she forgot that she should keep her distance, that she was shy, that he had been bad to her, and that he had brought her ...... hurt.

Forget the soreness caused by constantly wiping your hands, and forget the discomfort of alternating between cold and hot water;

Her soft hands twisted the towel in cold and warm water over and over again, wiping his whole body again and again.

Finally, after more than half an hour, his body temperature slowly dropped, and his breathing gradually stabilized. And her hanging heart slowly stabilized.

Le Yao was too tired and tired to lie beside him. Knowing that she couldn't, she wanted to covet the closeness of this moment.

Darkness enveloped all her sight, but she suddenly remembered that night...... That night, also this room, they ...... They lingered almost insanely, and again and again, she indulged herself by getting drunk.

Le Yao soberly warned herself that she slept here tonight, just to take care of the patient, just because of his illness, because of her. There is nothing else to do with that.

When it was faintly white outside the window, Le Yao took his temperature again, 36.5, she breathed a sigh of relief. She got up and saw that he was still asleep.

She rarely saw him so quiet, five years ago, he was sunny, five years later he was cold, and now, only now, he is quiet.

Actually, he's quiet, it's good.

At the very least, the language is no longer sharp, and the words are no longer harmful.

What are you hoping for?Le Yao scolded herself secretly.

After returning to her suite, Le Yao was completely sleepy, and seeing that the sky was about to dawn, she walked into the kitchen and began to boil porridge.