Liu Qinglan's only achievement after graduation is only this, her character in the Internet is a ghostly little fairy, and she is very kind-hearted.

Ruan Tian's Weibo account has not logged in once for hundreds of years, and the friends who follow each other are friends who have met after part-time work, and they have never posted a Weibo, and the account looks similar to a zombie fan.

Liu Qinglan's buying hotspots can always appear on her homepage. Every time, she has to be spicy by Liu Qinglan.

It can be said that Ruan Tian has occasionally logged in in the past few years. The face I see is different every time.

"Liu Qinglan, I took back what you said that you haven't changed at all. In fact, you have really changed a lot, and you have moved more than a dozen knives on your face alone, right? Look at this midnight, we have nothing to talk about, otherwise you can tell me who your plastic surgery doctor is? I will write a lightning list to share with you? Look at your face, the mountain roots can poke the sky. If you really have that much time, don't find me a man, and help you find a prosthetic doctor yourself, okay?"

Liu Qinglan was so angry with Ruan Tian that she screamed.

Ruan Tian watched Liu Qinglan's perfectly makeup face begin to distort, and her eyes were looking around, as if she was looking for where the camera was.

Ruan Tian reminded her "kindly": "Your performance is also very exciting, I will edit it for you, and I should give an easter egg to the people who eat melons." ”

In fact, there is no camera at all, these are all deliberately said by Ruan Tian.

Moreover, even if there is a camera, as long as Mu Nianchen disagrees, she will not be able to get a backup at all, and it is only to blame Liu Qinglan for having no brains, and she has to believe such a lie full of loopholes.

Liu Qinglan wanted to take back her already broken expression, probably because of her psychological effect. The harder she tried to adjust, the uglier her expression became.

She seems to have discovered it herself. hurriedly put on his mask and sunglasses, glanced at Ruan Tian viciously, and fled.

The door to the ward was slammed shut, making a screeching sound in the silence of the night. Ruan Tian straightened up and took a deep breath.

In fact, she also saw Mu Nianchen's figure on Liu Qinglan's Weibo, which was her first birthday without her family by her side.

No dad, no cake, no hearty meals and countless friends.

Some are just girls standing on the streets handing out leaflets on rainy nights in early autumn.

She always remembered that day she got sixty dollars for handing out flyers, and she stood at the door of the cake shop and didn't dare to go in.

She was afraid that she would not be able to afford it, and she was afraid that if she did, she would have no money to see her father next month.

She didn't have an umbrella, and the rain soaked the clothes she was wearing. She shivered coldly.

The little hooligan on a motorcycle drove past her at a fast speed and snatched the sixty yuan she was holding in his hand.

Ruan Tian chased him for hundreds of meters, and finally fell in the rain.

The phone was thrown out, she didn't care about the bleeding wound on her wrist, crawled over and picked up the phone, lay in the rain and turned it on, the phone was stained with water and became very insensitive, and the Weibo page jumped out directly.

The first one is the Weibo reposted by Liu Qinglan.

The content she posted was: "Sister Xiaoya let me see what love should look like." ”

The original Weibo came from Lin Shiya's homepage, Lin Shiya posted a photo, under the bright moonlight, a pair of men and women sat together, the woman's head rested on the man's shoulder, the man in the photo did not show his face, but Ruan Tian knew that it was Mu Nianchen.

The accompanying text is: I only wish the world lasts forever.

On that day, it was also the Mid-Autumn Festival.