There was nothing to say all the way, and the car was so quiet that Song Miaomiao could almost hear her heartbeat that was too heavy and too fast.

The distance that was not close or far finally reached the end with Song Miaomiao counting the number of her heartbeats.

Song Miaomiao, who jumped out of the car, felt that the air outside was a lot fresher.

After saying goodbye to Ning Jian obediently, she turned around and ran away like a rabbit.

Ning Jian, who was in the driver's seat, unconsciously tapped the steering wheel with the tail finger of his right hand, looking at the direction in which the child was running away.

Her clear and soft voice echoed in her mind, she said: "I, Song Miaomiao, am not so humble, if you don't like her, she won't continue to like you anymore, she can break off the baby kiss with Ning Lian, and she can also break this farce marriage contract with you, if you don't like her, please let her go, and let yourself go." ”

She addressed herself as "she" the whole time, as if she was discussing the matter with him from an outsider's point of view.

But the eyes were more serious and pleading than ever before.

She said to let her go, and let yourself go.

The vague elaboration let him know Song Miaomiao's intentions for him, but judging by her current attitude, she should be planning to give up.

"Ding-dong." Crisp message tones.

Ning Jian swiped his phone stupidly.

The message was sent by Ning Lian, and he said, "Brother, when is the time to rest, let's go home together." ”

His eyes went back and forth on the "home" a few times, he sighed, put the phone back in his pocket, opened the door and got out of the car.

He remembered that Ah Jian and Song Miaomiao were from the same school, so since he came, he would go in and have a look.

The supervision of the school gate of the university is not as strict as that of the high school, and Ning Jian, who is dressed in casual clothes, does not look like a person in his thirties, so he almost entered the campus gate all the way unimpeded.

Song Miaomiao's rare time to be in such a good mood in A Dali, the hand holding the mobile phone trembled a little, just because she added Ning Jian's WeChat account today in the name of transferring the laundry fee.

Ning Jian's WeChat account is also a mobile phone number, so getting the WeChat account is equivalent to getting the mobile phone number.

Looking at the string of numbers that had no rules to follow, after only reading it once, Song Miaomiao could memorize it silently with her eyes closed.

It's an amazing memory. She felt that she couldn't control the high emotions of the original owner now, and she didn't know how many of these emotions belonged to her.

There was the sound of approaching footsteps behind her, and Song Miaomiao habitually moved her position inward, thinking about making way for the people behind her.

However, the footsteps stopped beside her, followed by a hard object gently patting the back of her head.

Song Miaomiao didn't have time to react, the person had already slapped the thing in her hand on the hand holding the phone, almost causing the phone she didn't hold steady to fall out.

Dangerously steadied the mobile phone and the familiar document bag that was suddenly detained in his hand.

Looking up, what caught your eye was You Haoxuan's familiar peach blossom eyes.

"My file bag!" Song Miaomiao was stunned for a moment, there were so many things that had happened recently, so that she forgot where she had lost her document bag with her documents.

At this time, when I saw You Haoxuan, I suddenly realized that it was left on the cabinet at the bedside of the hospital when the two of them sent Gu Jiayin's grandfather to the hospital that day.

"If it's not yours, it can still be mine," You Haoxuan rubbed his nose with the thumb of his right hand coolly, raised his peach blossom eyes and said proudly: "Have you been looking for a long time?" Isn't it touching to find out that you have lost and regained, and you want to hug your benefactor's thigh and cry bitterly? ”

Song Miaomiao, who was still thinking of thanking her, rolled her eyes and said angrily: "Then I really have to thank you, President You." ”

After speaking, he raised the document bag in his hand.