In the middle of this sweater chain hangs a mirror, with a small metal diamond-encrusted switch, and when you press it, you can see your face...... There is also a photo through the clear glass.

There were two people on it.

Completely open, Ling Xuran moved the sweater chain contained in the long box in front of Nan Shi, with a smile in his eyes, I don't know what kind of smile it was: "It's just a gift, don't think about it." ”

Nan Shi didn't care so much about it originally, but he really put it in front of him...... Ling Xuran clearly felt Nan Shi's body shake, and blinked suddenly, and in her pupils was the look she had experienced: confusion, fear of not knowing the truth.

That's really a photo, ordinary, the two of them smiling in the same frame, intimate. It was Liang Beixuan and Ling Xuran, laughing loudly under the blue sky and white clouds.

is the same as Ling Xuran in Nan Shi's eyes now, obviously he is just smiling, but he is indescribably flamboyant.

Is it proud?

Or will it depend on how she reacts?

Nan Shi thinks that seeing is not necessarily believing, and it is still now, but he still has a barrier in his heart.

She raised her head again, her gaze pulled away from the sweater chain, and turned to look at Ling Xuran: "Congratulations, your goal has been achieved." ”

"What am I for?" Ling Xuran raised his eyebrows lightly, his elbows propped up on the table, and his chin pressed against the palms of his hands, as if he didn't care. Then he picked up the small teacup, which was a simple style of gold-edged white porcelain, which was very light, the same as the tea inside.

But no matter how light it is, it can't dissolve the spread of bitterness between lips and teeth.

As everyone knows, the smugness in her eyes and the ease of relief all fell into Nan Shi's eyes without any mistakes.

She did it on purpose.

Having come to this conclusion, Nan Shi was also light and light, and lost the tension just now. To be precise, I was never nervous, but I was a little worried.

She felt that Liang Beixuan's vision was not so bad.

She still remembered the promise that Liang Beixuan had sworn to her, a sea of flowers, a fall, and a can't extricate herself......

Of course, recalling the "self-inflicted amorous" not long ago, Nan Shi covered his mouth and laughed without warning, seemingly covering up, but in fact it was deliberate.

Wait to see the joke!

She sneered, not hiding her sarcasm: "I don't care about your purpose, but you forgot that in his eyes, you are just a self-inflicted person." ”

This sip of tea, into the mouth, is even more bitter.

Ling Xuran exhaled a breath of turbid air from his mouth, trying to calm himself: "If yes, then why is he smiling so happily?" You know, the number of laughs in those ten years-"

"This doesn't bother Senior Sister Ling, after all, you are a noble person who forgets things, and you have studied abroad for so many years, and you don't know that the situation and changes around him are excusable. As for his laughter...... How many times have you seen it now? It's not impossible to show off your might, but it's better to pay attention to the occasion, so many people are watching. ”

Nan Shi said lightly, took a sip of bitter tea, then circled around with the other hand, and said with a smile: "How tired it is to stand, sit down and talk well." ”

Only then did Ling Xuran realize that she was in too much of a hurry before, so anxious that she stood up, the chair overturned, and such a loud voice attracted the attention of many people around her.

"Yes, you can ......" Ling Xuran gritted his teeth and sat down, his eyes fell on the sweater chain, and he spoke again, "What about this gift...... Will you take it, or will you return it to its rightful owner? ”

Nan Shi couldn't help but be amused by Ling Xuran's stupidity: "You said it was a gift, why don't I accept it?" Although there is garbage on it, there is still something pleasing to the eye, and it is not difficult to clean it. Besides, it's silver, and it can be sold for a lot of money...... But I'm not short of money, and it's not impossible to throw it away......"

Ling Xuran's face became more and more ugly, until the end, he couldn't tell whether his face was red or black, I don't know if he was bitter by the tea, or because his psychological tolerance was too poor and he was angry.

Ling Xuran felt that now, her whole body was put in boiling water and rolled, and it was so hot that she almost evaporated into the sky and stood shoulder to shoulder with the sun.

"Farewell, since the gifts have been given, then I can't care about it...... Don't forget, you also threw that long-lost smile! Finally, to add, both of them were a little uncomfortable.

Ling Xuran turned around and was about to leave with his bag on his back, but he saw another person on the sweater chain, and his footsteps stopped.

Nan Shi raised his hand leisurely, and the hand holding the teacup also paused.

Liang Beixuan himself opened the door and came in and came to the scene in person.

At first, Nan Shi and Liang Beixuan looked at each other, which was a little unnatural, but after thinking about it, his relationship with him was not very close now, and he didn't mean to be sarcastic, so he said very calmly: "Are you here for tea?" If you don't change seats, there is not enough space here. ”

It is estimated that Nanshi is so calm now.

Ling Xuran didn't dare to continue thinking about it at all.

Why did Liangbeixuan come so timely? The inevitability of the coincidence, at this time, Liang Beixuan stood somewhere and watched the whole process of them coming out to "drink tea".

Didn't you see her showing off her martial arts to the south?

Didn't you see her when she was angry and ugly?

Isn't it disintegrating and collapsing the image that has been built up in recent times?

She stiffened her back and wanted to say something to Liang Beixuan, but Liang Beixuan didn't look at her, and walked straight in the direction of Nanshi.

There is a strong tenderness in his eyes.

Tenderness can not be faint, but so intense that it is not disguised. Layers of faint tenderness, superimposed, can't beat this eyes full of tenderness, almost out of control of love......

She clearly heard Liang Beixuan's words: "Just the two of us, why is it not enough?" ”

"There's another person there." It seems that he doesn't care, but it's even more contemptuous. Ling Xuran didn't dare to look back at Nan Shi and Liang Beixuan.

I'm afraid that I will become a clown.

As everyone knows, she may not even be a clown jumping beam.

"I don't see it." I only saw you.

Particularly crisp and clean.

Liang Beixuan only said the first three words, and the last words were swallowed back in his heart.

"The tea is cold, and I have to change the teacup, which is a bit troublesome." Obviously, Nan Shi was a little irritable at the moment, and he didn't want to stay longer.

"It's okay, there's a waiter." Liang Beixuan waved to the front as he spoke, obviously a very sunny action, but his voice was very cold, low into the dust, "Clean up here." ”

Knowing that he looked at Nanshi again, he softened down: "Drink tea and chat." ”

Nan Shi was silent, and pointed his finger at Ling Xuran's back who did not leave.

The moment he was pointed, Ling Xuran trembled.

"Superfluous, don't care." Liang Beixuan opened his mouth, saw the sweater chain, and frowned, "What is this?" As he spoke, he reached out and took a look at it.

The hand stopped in mid-air, because Nan Shi stopped him: "Dirty, don't touch it." ”