Bang.

A thunderclap sounded outside the window, and faint raindrops began to knock on the windowsill of the dormitory, rolling the salty and humid air and spreading.

"Luoluo, tomorrow is your birthday."

"Isn't there a clear bar at the school gate, let's find a few classmates to go there all night, anyway, tomorrow weekend, we won't sleep tonight."

Ye Ning hooked her bright red lips, put on a very bewitching makeup on the mirror in her hand, her peach blossom eyes were sparkling, full of stars, and a bewitching red at the end of her eyes, with fine sequins shining in the light.

Cheng Luoluo frowned, worried about the crowded wardrobe.

"But I don't know what to wear."

"Of course, take out your beautiful clothes from the bottom of the box."

Ye Ning bent her eyebrows and smiled softly, it was the kind of laughter that was extremely light and suing, as if it made people crisp their bones.

She was wearing a small sundress, revealing a large area of white jade skin behind her, the butterfly bones were sunken like a butterfly with wings ready to fly, and the ink hair on the back of the snow was like a black waterfall falling into a white pool, which was simply beautiful and thrilling.

"Baby Lemon, do you know that I'm under a lot of pressure to be with you."

Cheng Luoluo continued to twist his eyebrows together, and quickly withdrew his somewhat distracted gaze, his eyes were resentful, and he pulled out an off-the-shoulder dress with white lace from the wardrobe.

What a wickedness.

Sooner or later, it will be bent.

Ye Ning leaned on the wardrobe indifferently, and looked at her with lazy eyes, her eyes gentle.

Regardless of appearance, Cheng Luoluo always has a power that can redeem people's hearts, pure white and warm. Let people can't help but get closer, can't help but care.

She is also recognized as a good person in the class.

And such a treasure is her possession.

When a group of them gathered at the door of the dormitory building to go out to celebrate Cheng Luoluo's birthday, the rain outside was dripping and hitting the ground. An embarrassed figure appeared in front of them like that.

He was soaked in rain, all the makeup on his face was gone, his fair arms were covered with blood, and his messy hair was wet and sticking to the sides of his little face.

She walked straight inside, not looking at them.

"Wow, who's that?"

"I was scared to death, I thought it was a female ghost."

"Shhhh

Ye Ning held Cheng Luoluo's hand, and her eyes fell lightly on the embarrassed back of the stumbling away, thoughtfully.

"What's wrong with Lemon Baby?"

Cheng Luoluo turned his head to look at her, his eyes full of doubts.

"No, it just feels familiar."

Ye Ning shook her head at her, and some inexplicable complicated emotions surged up in her heart, diluting the original pleasure in an instant.

"Let's go."