What the poor reporter didn't know was that Lu Xiubai looked at the disappearing figure, pursed the corners of his lips tightly, frowned, and his deep eyes became deeper and deeper, as deep as night.

The eyes rolled up with an inexplicable uncontrollable heat, revealing a bit of extreme danger. That cold, soft touch lingers in my head.

"I'm sorry, I'm in a bit of a hurry all of a sudden."

"Can I continue next time?"

He slowly narrowed his eyes, smiled apologetically at the reporter's young lady, and then walked away from the bustling crowd with his long legs of one meter and eight long legs.

After looking around without a trace, he completely lost the trace of the figure.

"Honey, you're finally here."

In the distance, a petite figure suddenly rushed out of the classroom and burrowed into his warm embrace, her soft and delicate voice conveying her joy.

Lu Xiubai curled her good-looking eyebrows, rubbed her hair dotingly, and then gently picked her up.

Looking at her smiling like a flower, her face full of joy, but there was some inexplicable emptiness in her heart.

"Honey, let's go into the classroom, it's time for class."

"Okay."

Ye Ming, who had just come out of the bathroom, stood quietly in front of the washstand at the door, the undried water droplets dripping down her fingertips, and the hair on her forehead was messy.

She looked at herself in the mirror, a little inexplicably embarrassed.

Wu Di thought of Gu Jinyu's ruffian and cramped face, and his pupils were full of light.

Love is so wanton and fearless.

It's like the one back then, with a lonely but bruised self.

“……”

Her fingertips trembled slightly, as if she were burning to the touch, and she gnawed at the marrow within, drawing the last of her strength.

Hitomi was full of boredom.

Tired of that, bad self.

Ye Ning turned around silently, and then the appearance of a big and a small hugging collided into her sight.

It was Lu Xiubai and Su Wanqiu.

The air is still filled with the salty and damp smell of the rain, like a maggot that eats away at the bones, lingering.

She slowly hooked her bright red lips and licked the corners of her mouth seductively, her peach blossom eyes were covered with mist, and she smiled lazily with incomprehensible emotions.

It's the kind of smile that is very light, but very reveling.

"I like to deceive myself so much."

"I'll shred it up for you, baby."