The night is clear and the moonlight is thin. After chatting and talking, I asked Yun Yushu about some precautions for studying and living in Dubai, and he answered in detail, and I couldn't help nodding.

By the time Yun Yushu left, the sky had completely darkened. The windows are lit up neon, and the interior is softly lit. But because I fainted in class today, two men came to my room. A few days ago, I was still envious of Jia Yi's intimate care for Lian Pian, and now it seems that although I have no suitors, the friends I have made are equally heartwarming.

Yes, and Musa, can only be friends. I told myself this from the bottom of my heart.

And Yun Yushu ...... I looked at the box of steaming mutton soup in front of me, and then I 'touched' and 'touched' my full belly, and I really couldn't eat it.

In the early morning, it was another day of scorching sunshine. Outside the window, the whole of Dubai seems to have woken up from its slumber, and the traffic jam has faintly begun again.

I was in a nightgown with long hair scattered and hesitated in front of the closet.

What should I wear today?

I took out a beige short-sleeved shirt and a pair of purple cropped pants, just like the usual style, plain, generous, and casual.

I took off my nightgown and was just about to put it on, when it suddenly stopped.

My gaze fell on the other side of the closet, where a blue 'fine' dress hung from it. I know that some traditional locals can't see 'exposed' arms and shoulders, so even the skirt only brings a long skirt that reaches the feet, but it is also quite 'fine' and beautiful.

A little thought quietly came to my heart.

I suddenly had a strong desire to make myself more beautiful*, to win a deeper and deeper gaze.

Perhaps, his gaze.

Although I was a little apprehensive and ashamed, in the end, I silently changed into this good-looking dress.

I walked to the mirror, tied up my long hair that usually fell over my shoulders, and changed into a pair of sandals with thin heels around my wrists, and put on a sun umbrella to go to school.

Walking into the classroom, Ayub and Musa were still seated in the last row. With a few minutes left before class, I naturally walked over and greeted them with a smile.

I had thought that after last night's 'exchange', I would be able to get closer to Mousa than before. But when I finished speaking, only Ayub looked up and grinned at me. Musa, on the other hand, just lowered his head and 'fiddled' with his phone, snorting softly in his mouth.

It dawned in my heart that where there were other people, Moses had nothing to do with me, whereas in the past, even if we were just strangers, we would bow our heads as we passed by.

The dull pain hit, and I only felt that my eyes were sore, but I didn't want to cry, I only felt deep sadness.

I don't understand, friends are friends, strangers are strangers, why do you want to be like this?

Seeing Musa's reaction, Ayub seemed very happy, patted Musa on the shoulder, and said: "I told you just now that it was too serious, and I won't even look at CECE, otherwise how will we discuss the problem in the future?"

I was confused, what did Ayub and Musa say just now? But I had no position to ask, so I had to purse my lips and be silent. Just as he was leaving, he finally saw Musa raise his head, his eyes dodged, and his voice was slightly hoarse, and he issued a delayed response under the urging of Ayub: "Hi." ”

It's like the polite and reserved voice when we first met last night.

Everything is back to square one, and it's not even as good as the original point.

Ignoring is the greatest humiliation for a person. I'm starting to feel a lot of regret for how I dressed up before I left today, I already cared a little about it, but he didn't.