Ye Lingchuan can understand his feelings, Zhou Zimeng, a serious honor student, and Yu Wei naturally can't get along, just like the last time he and Xiao Yuchen met Zhou Zimeng in the classroom, the other party's attitude was also very bad.

He had no choice but to go up to the fourth floor again with the script, and when he gently pushed open the door to the library, he was pierced by the sudden bright light. The room was the best in the school, and it was sunset, and the glow of the sunset poured down through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the sudden brightness blurred his vision.

However, when those halos slowly dispersed, he was surprised to see the figure of Xiao Yuchen sitting on the seat in front of him, who had been looking.

It's called a miracle...... He smiled with relief and slowly stepped forward, wanting to call her name and even hug her. The next second, however, he stopped where he was.

Because he saw that there was another person beside Xiao Yuchen, and that person was Zhou Zimeng he was looking for.

Maybe the autumn sun was too warm, and Zhou Zimeng fell asleep on the table. He seemed to be very tired, his brow was slightly furrowed, but his face was still beautiful and beautiful. Xiao Yuchen looked at him quietly, and the hand hanging in the air hesitated several times, and finally landed on his soft hair.

Her face had a gentle expression that Ye Lingchuan had never seen before, and he never thought that Xiao Yuchen would have such an expression on his face.

Gentle...... Why didn't he realize that this word was so compatible with her? If he wiped away the thick indifference on that face and the freezing cold in those eyes, he found that the lines on her face were actually much softer than the others, especially the light in those eyes, which seemed to warm all ice and snow.

It would be nice if it was him who was staring at him with those warm eyes.

It would be nice if it was him who was the one who was opposed by such a gentle expression.

It seems that the beautiful picture in the movie is infinitely frozen, the world in front of you is so quiet and beautiful that it cannot be mixed with a trace of impurities, the boys' clean sleeping faces, the girls' gentle eyes, and the light of the sunset sprinkled on them, so beautiful that people can hardly breathe.

So Ye Lingchuan silently retreated, he sat down in front of the library door, looking at the same warm sunset outside the corridor window, and he didn't know when his face was full of tears.