In September, the new semester begins.

After saying goodbye to Li Suxian in the morning, Qiao Yingying took her small luggage to report to the research institute in the university town.

There were a lot of people on the subway, and she stood quietly in the corner, looking out the window at the dark subway road, and many things that had happened in the past month flashed in her mind, and she felt like a world away.

The day after Guan Mufeng left, Wu Xiaomei knocked on her door.

"You broke up with Mr. Guan?" she asked, her expression was as serious as she had ever seen before, and her brows were furrowed.

"Yes. She replied, unconsciously lowering her head.

"Your reason?" She was silent for a moment, then asked.

Yesterday's scene appeared in front of her, Qiao Yingying's heart ached, and her face turned pale instantly.

"Yes. Her voice was so low that she could barely be heard.

"Why? weren't you all good before?" Wu Xiaomei couldn't help but wonder in her heart, "Why did it suddenly become like this?"

"I remember everything before, I have someone I like, and I can't be with him anymore. This sentence almost exhausted the last strength she had, she closed her eyes, her hands held on to the door frame to support her body, her fingertips were white from the exertion, but the expression on her face was very flat.

Wu Xiaomei looked at her, her eyes gradually darkened.

It turned out that her conjecture in the past few days was true, and she had changed back to her original Qiao Yingying. You can't even have a lover, so what about her friend?

"Yingying, what has happened in the past year or so may be a dream for you, and you can forget it when you wake up. But for me, for Mr. Kwan, these are real memories. Whether it is an experience or an emotion, it is not so easy to forget. She lowered her head, hid the tears in her eyes, and continued, "Now that you have made your choice, I hope it is the right one, no matter what kind of friends you will have in the future, who you will be with, you can be happy, I..."

"Thanks, I see. Qiao Yingying didn't dare to listen anymore, she didn't know if she would collapse in the next second, she couldn't control everything and said everything, so she could only interrupt her words in a hurry.

"Sister Xiaomei, I'm tired and want to rest. She whispered.

Wu Xiaomei had a trace of pain on her face, nodded gloomily, and withdrew back from the eaves.

"You have a good rest, I won't bother you. ”

She walked slowly towards the opposite home, and cool tears gradually rolled down her face. And Qiao Yingying behind her was like a puppet that had lost her soul, returning to the room step by step, climbing into bed, shrinking in the corner, without saying a word, just like this, from night to dawn.

In those days, TV news newspapers, and almost all media platforms were discussing the close relationship between Guan Mufeng and Tang Miao. From the photos of the two of them going in and out of the hospital together, to the rumors of Tang Miao's huge investment in the new movie, and Tang Weiyuan's unclear statement in an interview, even Tang Miao himself did not deny it as he did in the face of scandals in the past.

And when Qiao Yingying saw such news for the first time, her whole body stiffened as if she was frozen, and every part of her body was cold to her bones. She knew she shouldn't have heard anything about him, but she couldn't help herself, and when she heard his name, she couldn't help but want to know more about him, even if it hurt her heart.

However, the headlines in the entertainment industry always change from time to time, and after a few days, the reports related to them decreased a lot, and gradually lost their popularity. Qiao Yingying shrank in the sofa, holding the remote control and changing it one by one, hoping to hear those three words again, but she couldn't find it anymore.

She sat in front of the TV every day as if she had lost her soul, as long as she heard the words "guan", "mu" and "feng", she would suddenly sit up straight and stare at the screen, and then find that it was not him, she would retract back into the sofa and close her eyes in frustration. This went on and on, day after day, until Lee So-hyun came back.

In order not to worry Li Suxian, she tried to regain her spirits, and lived with a smile every day, except for losing some weight and occasionally being in a daze, she hardly saw anything unusual.

But Li Suxian is a little strange, he goes out almost every day, and he always comes back in the evening, and after eating and talking to her, he goes back to his room to rest, and he always has a touch of fatigue on his face.

She was not at ease and wanted to take her to the hospital for a physical examination, but Li Suxian always said that she was just busy and tired some time ago, and she had no entertainment in a few days, so she would just take a rest at home.

Thinking of this, there was a faint trace of worry between her eyebrows. Li Suxian's complexion is much worse than a year ago, the amount of food has decreased, and he often starts to nap while sitting, as if he can't sleep enough, I don't know if it's the sequelae of the previous illness.

Next time I go home, I must take her to the hospital. She thought to herself silently, and when she heard the radio station University Town, she hurriedly came back to her senses and got out of the car with the people.

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Royal Mountain.

Today is the first time Guan Mufeng has come back since he was hospitalized, but at this moment, it is empty.

Lao Wu stood at the door of Qiao Yingying's previous room on the second floor, hesitated for a moment and knocked on the door.

"Mr. Guan, everything has been packed and moved to the car, ready to go. The back of standing in front of the window was still tall and straight, but he felt a trace of sourness in his eyes.

Hearing his voice, Guan Mufeng turned around, and Ying Ting's face was flat. He glanced at the room, she had left so clean, and had left nothing, that she had probably decided never to come back.

There was something about to stir up in his chest, he lowered his eyes, stopped his thoughts, and walked out the door.

"Do you still have a box in your room to take away?" Lao Wu followed behind him, suddenly remembering this question and asking.

Guan Mufeng paused for a moment, and then walked forward again.

"Just leave it here. ”

Although it was a move, Guan Mufeng's luggage was loaded in one car. There are never many things he carries with him, and he is not even as good as an ordinary person. Lao Wu couldn't help but tilt his head and rub his eyes in disguise.

"Mr. Guan, what should you do if you live back in the apartment alone and no one takes care of you?" Driving to the apartment where Guan Mufeng used to live, Lao Wu couldn't help but worry, "Do you want to invite Aunt Liu back, at least three meals a day are prepared." ”

"It doesn't matter, I'm used to living there alone, and it's inconvenient for multiple people. Guan Mufeng turned on the computer to check the email, and he didn't care much about it.

Lao Wu sighed secretly, complaining about a certain girl for the first time in his heart, why is he so visionless, which man can compare to Mr. Guan?

But no matter how he sighed, Guan Mufeng still returned to the apartment alone.

The furnishings in the apartment where he had lived for many years had not changed at all, and after putting things in place, he sat down on the sofa and felt a little trance for a moment.

It was as if he had just had a dream, and when he woke up, he was back to square one.

But the empty, faintly aching chest reminded him that it was not a dream.

The phone rang suddenly, and he woke up from his contemplation, and when he saw the caller ID, his brow furrowed almost invisibly.

Some time ago, when his relationship with Tang Miao was hyped by the media, he did not stop it immediately, giving Tang Miao great encouragement, and now he has begun to have more private contact with him. Tang Weiyuan also let down his guard against him more and more, and his plan went smoothly.

"Mu Feng, do you have time for Saturday night?" Tang Miao's soft voice sounded.

"What's wrong?" he said, his face was flat, but his tone was deliberately gentle.

"I have a private party to attend that day, everyone will bring male and female companions, I don't want to be laughed at, can you accompany me?" Tang Miao said.

Guan Mufeng didn't answer immediately, and Tang Miao on the other end of the phone began to be nervous, not sure if he would agree. After all, they hadn't decided on a relationship yet, and he didn't like this kind of social occasion the most.

"Send me the specific time and place, and I'll arrange it. Guan Mufeng tapped his fingers on the table, lowered his eyes and said.

"Okay, I'll send it to you later!" Tang Miao was very happy, hung up the phone and edited the message and sent it over, and then took the assistant Xingchong to the high-end store to choose a dress.

Guan Mufeng put away his mobile phone, a touch of tiredness flashed between his eyebrows, leaned on the sofa and closed his eyes to recuperate, and soon fell asleep. In his sleep, he whispered shallowly, repeating the same name.

Yingying...