The silent air made Lin Weiwei feel that something had been shattered, and the crisp sound made her body tremble slightly.

Lin Weiwei still raised her face and showed a faint peaceful smile to Yan Mingwan, but the curvature she saw in Yan Mingwan's eyes was clearly sad.

No one is a fool!

Lin Weiwei's voice was still as light as ever, as if she was blown away like a dandelion.

"I know." How could you not know!?

However, my heart is still undeterred towards you, and I stubbornly tell myself: One day, you will see me.

Lin Weiwei let go of the door, and Yan Mingwan stretched out her hand without hesitation and held the doorknob.

The cold metallic texture reached Yan Mingwan's palm, making him hesitate for a moment at that moment.

However, he was immediately denied by himself.

His afterglow caught a glimpse of the girl with her head bowed, and she immediately retracted it. Striding out of the cramped fitting room.

As his footsteps drifted away, he was really gone.

Lin Weiwei patted her cheeks with her hand, and slapped the frustrated curvature of the corners of her mouth.

Sure enough, impulsiveness is easy to make mistakes!

Silently smiling bitterly, his thirst was still too eager.

Therefore, for the words of Mingjuan, it is still necessary to slowly figure it out!

After Yan Ming walked out of the fitting room, he shook his head slightly. Trying to shake out the little irritable feeling in my heart,

Sure enough, calm was quickly restored.

The atmosphere at the party was getting hotter and hotter, and Jian Tingting looked at the performance on stage absentmindedly.

With something in mind, is Yan Mingwan dating that girl now?!

Wouldn't that be great?

Yan Mingwan fell into early love with herself, so you don't have to worry that he will tell his parents.

As soon as her thinking turned, Jian Tingting thought of the heroic face of the young man in her heart, the energetic hair flying on the court, and the wet but hot palm holding her hand, and the depression in her heart was washed away.

What changed was his sweet mood like nectar.

Jian Tingting couldn't help laughing, he seemed to tell himself that he had also prepared a show today, it seemed to be the 17th.

With her anticipation, she felt as if time had become a little faster.

Yan Mingwan did not return to the audience to watch the performance on stage. He stood on the side of the stage and looked at the crowd of people sitting in Hei Press, and at a glance saw the location of Jian Tingting's class, looking for her figure in the middle.

He suddenly made up his mind, he decided to confess to Jian Tingting today,

If she had only been by her side silently, the dull girl would never have known her mind.

The thought that he would lose her so silently.

Now Yan Mingwan doesn't want Jian Tingting to go down without knowing anything anymore.

The New Year's Day party was dismissed, and a dense crowd of students poured out of the indoor stage.

After leaving the indoor stage, they clearly felt the malice of the cold wind outside.

It's really cold! It's time for the frozen dog!

Everyone said that all they wanted was to go home quickly.

There was no rain or clouds tonight, and the moonlight and street lights illuminated the road.

Yan Mingwan sighed at the cold air, and a white mist was dyed yellow by the dim light, temporarily blurring his vision.

Jian Tingting has not returned.