The rain in London always comes and catches people off guard.

The raindrops fell on the window, made intimate contact with the glass, and then were ruthlessly thrown down, zigzags, and then fell again, and fell on the strangers who had just arrived and did not understand the vicissitudes of London.

Ke Yingting was not among these strangers, this was his eighth year in England and the fourth year since his mother Song Qing left.

When Ying Ting first arrived in the UK, he was not very adaptable, and the somewhat awkward personality of the British and the diet that was too different from the taste of the Chinese made Ying Ting suffer a little bit, but after thinking about the "fox spirit" at home, Ying Ting still gritted his teeth and endured it.

Her mother was born in a scholarly family, and she didn't fight or grab, and she went to the UK to recuperate, but she still didn't want to face Ying Qiming's affairs.

In winter, there is also a time when the snow is full of white heads in the UK, whenever this time Song Qing will definitely go to the courtyard to clear the snow, the two of them live in an independent suburban villa, and their daily life is taken care of, there is no need for Song Qing to do it himself, Ying Ting doesn't understand, but Song Qing refuses to answer several times, and Ying Ting will give up.

In general, Ying Ting's life in the UK was extremely smooth and carefree, after all, he was the son of the Ying family, even if he didn't spend extravagantly at home, it was also easy for him to live a life of drunkenness abroad.

However, because of Song Qing's teaching, Ying Ting still tried his best to go to school and study every day, and occasionally accompanied his mother to arrange flowers and catch fish, but as the days went by, Song Qing's condition worsened and his spirit was not good, and in the end these things could only be done.

It was another winter, and there was no snow on the afternoon when Song Qing left, but she was still asking if it was snowing, forcing Ying Ting to find the cars of the two crews to give her mother an "artificial snowfall", but in the end, this plan was abandoned, because Song Qing had already left with the last nostalgic look.

Ying Ting always thought that Song Qing had such a deep obsession with Xue because she and Ying Qiming were entangled in the past, and it was not until many years later that Ying Ting felt a sense of betrayal, but that was a later story.

After the death of Song Qing, Ying Ting had no intention of returning to China, but fortunately, Ying Qiming at home has been hindered by him and has not corrected his inseparable "secretary" all day.

But when the days are too peaceful, many incidents will arise in vain.

The sudden ambush and unexpected injuries followed, Ying Ting wanted to pretend to be stupid, but there were too many clues, and the flaws were easy to find, Ying Ting couldn't turn a blind eye if he wanted to, in order to be clean, he simply made a phone call and threw the question directly to Ying Qiming, "Take care of your son, if I lose my life in the UK, can you save much more worry?" ”

When Ying Ting made this call, Ji Chen was occupying his sofa and fiddling with the guitar in his hand, and it broke before he played the string twice, and Ji Chen simply threw it aside to observe Ying Ting's expression. "You don't think about returning to China, just a person like you who is fake and serious in front of you, and a person with a black belly in the back of the house is a real chance of winning."

"Property?" Ying Ting snorted lightly, "Is it necessary for me to fight?" I know my old man too well. Ying Ting only said half of this, just like Ji Chen often said, Ying Ting can be so unscrupulous because of Ying Qiming's guilt and favor.

"No matter how you say it, it's your father, how much hatred and resentment can you have, man, who didn't make a mistake when he was young?"

"You are pushing me back to China vigorously, why don't you write two more tunes for a hundred years." Ji Chen is a composer, and the name Erloy Ji can be called a household name all over the world, but because he is more mysterious, he often haunts and only writes a few tunes a year, so the outside world spreads him to be superb.

And the most powerful blow to these rumors is Ying Ting, Ji Chen only writes a few tunes a year because he is lazy, writing a tune is like having a child, he doesn't want to spend so much effort; Eating piano sheets? Ji Chen is so particular that he doesn't eat any fast food products and lets him eat the pencil score? Although the matter of smashing the recording studio is a fact, it is a false rumor, because there are too many people who come to him to ask for music, Ji Chen is a little irritable, and then in order to break the minds of these people, he found Ying Ting, and the reason is that the piano is too expensive and he is reluctant to start; And sober and desireless, not close to women? Not to mention the UK, nightclubs throughout Europe are frequent visitors.

Although the outside world is extremely praised by Ji Chen, in fact, he just got his musical talent by accident, and he is constantly consuming his musical talent.

Writing music is not his hobby, it can only be counted as his job, nothing more.

Although the output of composing music is small, Ji Chen will definitely not have financial troubles, not to mention that his composition fee is staggeringly high, just say that he can have countless noble ladies who want to support him just by relying on this skin, with an eternally ruffian smile, slightly curly hair, and a pair of peach blossom eyes with affection, just looking at you makes you feel weak, not to mention the illustrious family he is back to.

Ji Chen also smiled when he heard Ying Ting use it to scold him, and quickly changed the topic, "Your guitar is too bad, I'll make it for you personally when I'm free, and then sign your name, and you can hook up with innocent little girls everywhere." ”

"I'm sorry, it's enough to hook up with a little girl with her face."

Ji Chen was amused by Ying Ting's words, "Yes, yes, but how can a little girl get into your eyes?" Why don't you go back to China together? The beauties in our country are lined up. ”

Ying Ting wanted to ask Ji Chen if he had plans to return to China recently, so he answered a phone call. "Lu Qingqi, can you stop being like this? Don't you know that you're particularly talented at torturing people? Ji Chen is a person with a good temper, although he rarely has a gentlemanly demeanor, but he is also polite to girls, obviously, he is angry this time.

The person who came over on the phone was a female voice, a very gentle but playful female voice, Ying Ting didn't hear what was said, but he felt a very clear laughter coming from there. Ying Ting, who is called Lu Qingqi, also knows more or less about the entanglement between this woman named Lu Qingqi and Ji Chen, but Ji Chen doesn't like him to mention it, so he rarely asks, after all, Ji Chen's women can go around the British border line in a casual row.

After Ying Ting returned to China, he also happened to meet Lu Qingqi at the reception, she was a very beautiful, free and independent woman, but every word she said didn't have the feeling of what she said to Ji Chen now.

It turns out that love can also be hidden in the voice.

Ji Chen, who hung up the phone, shrugged his shoulders, "I've never seen such a difficult person." Briefly brought it, without analyzing the details, but Ying Ting thought that this woman was more or less different in Ji Chen's heart, and if he were another woman, Ji Chen would undoubtedly give full play to his "scumbag" essence to share his special "experience".

"What about you? You can't be single for the rest of your life, right? ”

"Feelings are too ethereal to be grasped." For feelings, Ying Ting is extremely rational, and all his beliefs in love came from his parents, but it turned out that his beliefs were wrong.

"It's okay to be single, anyway, it's not me who is holding back the problem." Ji Chen didn't understand Ying Ting at first, as a standard rich second generation, Ying Ting didn't have a squishy temperament at all, he didn't like to go to nightclubs, he didn't like to drive a sports car, he didn't like sleeping with beautiful women, and after he really became a friend, Ji Chen deeply understood that some people are like this, if they are not the right person, they would rather not.

But Ji Chen is different, he needs to be happy in time, and he needs to be temporarily paralyzed to fill his vacant heart, he originally felt that it was normal for him to be like this, until he met two infatuated species one after another, one was Ying Ting, and the other was Fu Changan.

Ying Ting automatically filtered Ji Chen's words, and filled his cup with Earl Grey milk tea, "I'm going back to China recently?" ”

"Well, I have an old friend I haven't seen for a long time, and I heard that he is married, I have to go back and see if I can hook up with his wife." Ji Chen took a sip of the tea in front of him, joking without a straight face.

Ying Ting's expression didn't change, he just said with a cold face, "I regret being friends with you now." ”

"Regrets? It's late. In fact, the friendship between these two men is really simpler than the plot of a children's cartoon.

Alumni, yes, gone.

Just by accident we drank together once and then we got along? Hey, no, it's a good friend.

"Do you remember when we were in Oxford, you were one of the two Chinese representatives, right?" Although Ying Ting's personality is a little cold, and it is not about himself, there is nothing to say about crushing him in terms of IQ.

Ying Ting moved from Oxford to London as soon as he graduated from his bachelor's degree, and after Song Qing passed away, he didn't have the heart to go to graduate school anymore, and he was a little surprised to hear Ji Chen mention Oxford.

"The other representative is a girl named Xing Yu, do you remember?"

"What's wrong with a little impression?"

"I committed suicide last week." Ji Chen also had a trace of unbearability on his face when he said this, after all, she was a good girl with a beautiful face, and it was really a pity.

Ying Ting's hand holding the cup trembled slightly, Rao was as calm as him, and he was still moved when he heard the news of his death, although there was no intersection between them. Ying Ting raised his eyebrows, signaling Ji Chen to continue.

"Last year, there was a person named Yin Fu among the international students in Oxford, his family has a very good background, his ancestors and now our head, you know, have an inseparable relationship, and he may have been used to it since he was a child, but if he wants it, it must be a lot of people rushing to catch up, tens of millions of cars are not just decorations there, but I don't know which tendon has a convulsion one day, this second ancestor just fell in love with Xing Yu." Ji Chen sighed unconsciously when he said this, he and that girl had a few intersections, "Xing Yu's girl's family is a very ordinary middle-class family, and the family has worked a lot to send her out, but Xing Yu himself is also very hard-working, not to mention that as the president of the International Student Council, from admission to the first year of doctoral studies, the seven-year full scholarship has not fallen once, and you have stayed in Oxford for four years, isn't it one less?" ”

Ji Chen felt a little ridiculous when he thought that Ying Ting had won that scholarship, he missed the final exam because he accompanied his mother to watch the snow in London all day, and at the same time, he also cleverly missed the make-up exam because he was too focused on fishing.

Ying Ting glanced at Ji Chen with disdain and motioned for him to continue talking about business.

Ji Chen received the signal, and then continued to tell the story in a straight way.

Xing Yu, this girl was originally a small jasper, and she just wanted to graduate smoothly in Oxford, and she knew very well in her heart that she couldn't afford to provoke someone like Yin Fu.

But after all, she is not deeply involved in the world, where has she seen a person with means like Yin Fu?

is handsome, generous, and more importantly, in Xing Yu's opinion, Yin Fu is really good to her.

She went to work, and he accompanied her; She went to class, and he accompanied her; Even if Xing Yu stayed in the laboratory all morning, he could sit at the door all morning. In addition, Yin Fu's love words skills were also full, which made Xing Yu confused for a while and even forgot that Yin Fu could add up to a block of predecessors, so Xing Yu finally agreed half-pushed, half-on-the-spot.

At first, the two of them were tired of crookedness for a long time, but then Yin Fu's freshness passed, and he returned to his original taste, and he had a hot fight with those hot and hot women.

Xing Yu suffers from gains and losses due to Yin Fu's changes, and often makes a series of life-threatening calls when Yin Fu is flirting with other girls.

In fact, Yin Fu at that time still liked Xing Yu very much, and he didn't want to break up for the time being, but he just felt that Xing Yu's temperament was too clingy, so he thought of a way to coax her.

Every day, she takes Xing Yu into major first-line brand stores and takes her in and out of various high-end cocktail parties, when Xing Yu gradually gets used to this kind of life, she finds that she can no longer do without Yin Fu, she can only rely on him to bring her the upper class that she has never been able to reach.

Xing Yu is really caught in this kind of illusion that can be weaved, if she graduated from Oxford with a doctorate in peace, coupled with her own talent and hard work, she will also be able to jump into the elite class in the future, but she is blindfolded, and she wants to protect her future life by tying up a man.

In order to curry favor with Yin Fu, Xing Yu turned a blind eye to Yin Fu's flowery drinking and various erosive lives.

But Rao is like this, Yin Fu is also tired of it, and finally insists on breaking up with Yin Fu, and quickly meets a new girlfriend, and drives the newly bought phantom around the school all day long.

Everyone knows that it is easy to go from thrift to luxury, and it is difficult to go from luxury to thrift, where can Xing Yu go back to the original simple and simple life before?

What's worse is that Yin Fu's private life is already chaotic, so Xing Yu is still in the process of interacting with Yin Fu and is contaminated with drugs under his persuasion.

Drugs, not to mention the permanent damage to the brain, but the high cost of addiction are also unbearable for an ordinary family.

Xing Yu is becoming more and more in a trance, and when people's mental willpower is weakened by the drug, there is nothing that cannot be done.

Xing Yu was originally handsome, although she was not among the beauties, but she had a very standard Asian face, so she was also very popular in the night club.

When Xing Yu was obsessed with this way to get money quickly, the school contacted Xing Yu's parents in China because Xing Yu had been absent from school for a long time.

Her parents were anxious when they heard the inquiry, so they hurriedly bought a plane ticket and rushed from China to England.

Xing Yu's mother is a high school teacher, and when she saw her daughter being tortured like this, she was angry and hateful, so she slapped her daughter in a hurry, "We worked hard to sell our house to send you to school in the UK, and you are selling it here?" Xing Yu's mother was also very angry for a while, and later regretted it and burst into tears.

Later, the school also proposed the idea of persuading Xing Yu's parents to quit, and they accepted it calmly and prepared to take Xing Yu back to China for treatment.

Xing Yu was ashamed of her mother's words, coupled with her own strong character, and jumped from the top floor of the hotel every time her parents paid attention in the early days of returning to China, and died.

At this point in the story, Ji Chen subconsciously paused.

Ying Ting raised his eyes, "And then?" A human life is settled like this? None of them? ”

Ji Chen spread his hands, "What do you want?" This society is like this, if the person who died was you or me, maybe my family and your Ying family could make Yin Fu have a hard time in his life, but the person who died was Xing Yu, Xing Yu who had no background. ”

Ying Ting wanted to say something but found that he couldn't say anything, because what Ji Chen said was the truth, and he stood at the top of the pyramid, there was really no reason to get cheap and sell well, and finally he could only hurriedly send Ji Chen away and lean on the windowsill alone to watch the pedestrians coming and going on the road.

On a winter night, the first snow of the year fell in London, and there were few pedestrians, a few stopping, and a few hurrying away.

His apartment was an old house, in the center of the block but in the deep alley, if not a London native who was familiar with the road, he would not usually go here, but at this time Ying Ting found an Asian face, more accurately a Chinese.

Many people say that among Asians, it is difficult to distinguish between China, Japan and South Korea if they do not speak, but in fact, most of the people in China, Japan and South Korea are very different from each other in appearance.

It was a slender but tall woman, wearing a black lace high-neck dress, the skirt was very long, basically to the ankle, a simple knee-length red woolen coat outside, and the long straight black hair was pulled to the side, although it was not very charming, but it had a bit of charm, but Ying Ting couldn't see her expression and face clearly when she was too far away, but in the middle of the night, such a visual sense was inevitably reminiscent of wind and dust.

Ying Ting felt a little strange, but he didn't put his mind on this, and hurriedly looked away.

But the woman stood still, motionless, leaning against the street lamp with wandering eyes.

Ying Ting was tired of standing on the windowsill, turned around and went back to the living room to make a cup of coffee, and when Ying Ting slowly drank a cup of coffee, he returned to the windowsill to find that the woman was still there.

It's just that there is an English man next to her, who seems to be talking to her about something.

Ying Ting has been taught not to judge others by their appearance, but he will inevitably fall into the vulgar when ordinary people think crooked things, until the girl suddenly fell to the ground like a falling snowflake, and he knew that it was his own judgment error.

Ying Ting has always been cold, but after hearing about Xing Yu just now, he found that he had no way to turn a blind eye, so he quickly took his coat and went downstairs.

“hat are you doingShs is my girlfriend.” This British man who is almost 1.9 meters tall was also inexplicable by Ying Ting's sudden drink, he just saw this Asian girl alone and wanted to ask if she was lost and needed help, but the girl looked at him defensively, he originally wanted to leave, but the girl suddenly fainted, and he thought about taking the girl to the hospital.

But before he could explain, Ying Ting had already stepped forward quickly and brushed his hand away, picked up the girl who was already pale and walked forward, making the British man confused again.

When he reacted, he realized that he had not determined Ying Ting's identity, and felt that he was too careless, and wanted to ask, but as soon as he looked up, Ying Ting had long since disappeared.

The girl who was held in Ying Ting's arms looked tall, but she was actually very light, and she didn't feel any weight at all.

The red coat was opened, Ying Ting saw the cold wind, and wrapped his right hand around her neck around her chest to pull her clothes together, he originally wanted to go to the nearest hospital, but after thinking about it carefully, the girl's identity is unknown, and it is inconvenient to go to a regular hospital, so he thought about it and went to the home of a familiar private doctor.

Dr. Wilson is an old friend of Ying Ting, and Dr. Wilson is extremely enthusiastic, almost responding to the court's requests, so even though it is twelve o'clock now, Dr. Wilson does not have any complaints about the court.

Dr. Wilson was indeed an experienced doctor, and after a little examination, it was found that the girl was just too low in blood sugar, probably not eating much, and spending too much time outdoors, so let her body warm up, and wait for her to be conscious before giving her oral glucose supplements.

Infusion is taboo abroad, so even if the treatment effect will be slower, there is no other way.

After Ying Ting covered the girl with a blanket, he sat next to her and waited for her to wake up, so that Ying Ting could quietly look at her face.

Just on the road, I felt that it should look good by a light glance of the street lamp, and now under the bright light, it looks like a beauty, or an unusual beauty.

If an ordinary Chinese girl wants to say beauty, she has double eyelids, big eyes, long eyelashes and a face as small as a palm, and the beauty of her facial features is exquisite, and the beauty of the person in front of him is indeed more because of the temperament flowing out and making people feel that the beauty of her face is from the inside out.

Even if the girl closed her eyes, she could see that she was very unstable, and there seemed to be sorrow written between her eyebrows, Ying Ting subconsciously wanted to smooth it, but she was suddenly caught by the girl who was still in a state of chaos, and her nails sank deep into the back of Ying Ting's palm, with a trace of despair.

Ying Ting sighed in pain, he thought, how could such a young girl have such deep sadness?

Listening to the sound, Dr. Wilson's wife, who came down from upstairs, saw this situation, and quickly patted the girl's back gently to soothe her emotions, and slowly removed the hand that grabbed Ying Ting, but when her hand was released, Ying Ting's heart felt a little empty.

Mrs. Wilson saw that the girl was soaked in cold sweat, and thought that Chinese girls pay more attention to honor, so she immediately asked Ying Ting if this girl was his girlfriend, and got a negative answer, Mrs. Wilson began to drive people away, asking him to go home first and wait, they don't have extra guest rooms here, this girl has a little fever and may need physical cooling, and it is not very convenient for Ying Ting to wipe her body, and she will take her to him when she is better tomorrow.

Ying Ting thought about it, and also felt that it was reasonable, he and this girl were not related, and he had done his best to do this.

And his apartment was only a twenty-minute walk from Dr. Wilson's home, so if the girl was really desperate, he could easily be found if he was really desperate.

Thinking about this problem, Ying Ting said goodbye and left, and when he left, he glanced at the girls who were still lying on the bed, but some of the girls who had recovered their color, without powder, but they were beautiful, Ying Ting shook his head, and then drew a light smile, raised his hand to look at the scars on the back of his hand, and finally shook his head and left.

It was already two o'clock in the morning, Ying Ting walked alone on the block, the prosperity of the day was closed, the night of the brocade was on stage, the night scene of London has always been ambiguous, and men and women of all shapes and □□sizes chatted and comforted the loneliness in the dark night.

Ying Ting has never belonged to one of these people, he is just a shell, he has no soul that should be redeemed, and he has no sleepless and empty mind, so he never felt that Ji Chen's praise for his self-discipline was something to be happy about, because he did not deliberately restrain himself at all, but he did not have desire.

Ying Ting was even a little envious of the girl who had despair just now, he didn't even despair, and even now a lot of hatred against his family has dissipated, it's just dispensable.

He should be grateful to Ji Chen, what Ji Chen told him about Xing Yu today made him feel that he was still alive, and he still had a sense of awe for the dead and compassion for the weak, which made him feel very happy, and that girl, En, also made him have a faint emotion inexplicably, but he didn't know where the emotion came from in this situation.

Ying Ting diverged the road today, and unconsciously it was a deep alley, just after passing through the bar street, it was like a red light district, the sign of the red light district is actually not significant, but the heat of this road can naturally be found very smoothly, Ying Ting raised his eyes and looked at the intersection, swept around lightly, and originally wanted to walk over without squinting, but unexpectedly found a Chinese girl.

Ying Ting felt that he might have fallen into evil today.

On such a cold day, she was wearing black over-the-knee boots, a long-sleeved knitted skirt on her upper body, medium-length curly hair, slightly exaggerated eyeliner and bright lips, there was no sense of charm, but she felt like a piece of meat slaughtered on a chopping board, standing there alone, her neckline was wide open, and the cold wind kept pouring in, so that she couldn't help but shiver twice.

Waiting for the price to sell is a state that many people are helpless but have to continue now, and this girl is only valued for the body, not the soul.

But after she saw Ying Ting's stop, she instantly became flattering, and walked quickly in the direction of Ying Ting.

“Sir？” The girl shouted, Ying Ting didn't answer, the girl thought that Ying Ting didn't have this idea, so she turned around and wanted to go back to where she was standing, not wanting a clear but deep male voice to sound behind her, "Name? ”

The girl's originally gloomy expression was instantly lit up after hearing a word of Chinese.

"Are you Chinese?"

"I'm asking for your name." Ying Ting's tone was very low, and his expression was extremely serious, which made the girl take two steps back trembling and threatening, and responded in a trembling voice, "My name is Lora"

"I'm asking for your real name, not the name they gave you." Ying Ting was already very patient, and it was obvious that this girl was not very smart, at least she could not tell the difference between a prostitute and a person who could save her.

"Song Yun, the clouds of clouds in the sky." Ying Ting couldn't help but ease up a little when he saw her answer respectfully.

"Smuggled?"

As soon as the word "smuggling" was mentioned, Song Yun, who had just stabilized his weak heart, panicked again, for fear that Ying Ting was fishing for law enforcement. "No, it's not, I have, I have, I have ...... identification"

Seeing her so resistant, Ying Ting's indifferent emotions began to surge out again, "I like smart people, it is effortless to speak like this, what do you think I asked your name for?" ”

"You want to help me?" Song Yun asked, and after a while, he shook his head again, "Help, how can you help?" It's just a matter of giving me some money, you rich people always love to give cheap compassion, but these compassions can't save me. ”

What Song Yun said is the truth, she has been here for six months, and she has not seen a girl who has been smuggled like her to escape, this area is under the influence of the underworld, she has seen too many girls who escaped being caught and beaten, even if they are killed, there will be no record, because they are all ants without identity, so Song Yun has no heart to struggle.

And even if they do escape, where can they flee to? Her label is a stowaway with no identity, a street girl, how can she survive without survival skills.

Ying Ting sneered, he originally didn't plan to care about this kind of nosy, but Xing Yu's incident lingered in her mind, and he simply stopped arguing with Song Yun about whether the sympathy of rich people was cheap.

"You think it out for yourself, advance or retreat, but if you have the courage to make decisions independently, you have to take the risk yourself." Ying Ting didn't say too much, he was ninety-five percent sure of this matter, but there are accidents in everything, so if something happens, she will have to bear the part of 0.5 herself.

In fact, for Ying Ting, it was really too easy to put Song Yun under his protection and change his identity by the way, then 0.5 was just his worry, he would suddenly lose his words, that's all.

Ying Ting opened the map in his mobile phone and entered the address of the apartment and enlarged it for Song Yun to show it for five seconds, it only took one second for him to write down the address by himself, so he had already given Song Yun enough opportunities, and whether she could grasp this straw or not said whether she wanted to catch it or not was up to her.

God only saves those who save themselves.

Before turning to leave, Ying Ting put the windbreaker on his body on Song Yun.

The night is long, and there is no one to accompany them.

Back at the apartment, Ying Ting thought back to what had happened today, and suddenly had an urge to return to China.

Britain is good, undisputed, but it is too calm, and the country seems to be much more interesting.

That night, Ying Ting had a dream, the plot was blurred, the scene was blurred, and the only thing that was clear was the residual temperature of the palm of his hand holding the unknown girl. In the dream, when the girl woke up, she smiled at him and thanked him in a loud voice.

Ying Ting was awakened by the vibration of the phone.

He has always slept lightly, and he can't sleep soundly when the slightest wind and grass stirs, and after Song Qing passed away, he couldn't sleep until dawn for a long time.

I picked up the phone, and Dr. Wilson's voice came from the other end.

He told Ying Ting that the girl had left early, leaving only a note and leaving—"Thanks for your help, I ill come back in the afternoon." There was a slight concern in Dr. Wilson's voice, this girl was undocumented, maybe she was scared when she saw the family clinic and ran away in a hurry?

Ying Ting denied Dr. Wilson's idea, the girl was wearing a simple but custom-made model from a private Italian brand, and a woman with such strength should not run away here because of this kind of thing, obviously she was in a hurry.

It wasn't until Ying Ting turned on the TV that he understood the root of everything.

The Go game was being broadcast on TV, and she was still dressed in the same clothes as yesterday on the screen, but she took off her coat and looked at the chessboard intently, her long black hair was a little messy but she had not lost her style, and she was completely like last night when she was like a flower about to bloom.

"Shi Yuan." Ying Ting took a sip of coffee and muttered the name that appeared on the name tag gently, and even he didn't notice that the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.