During the conversation between Yun Feng and Shananan and Allen, Lin Hualei and Lin Mingzheng stood side by side, talking and laughing with several boys, like a nobody, and looked at Lin Ming, who knew the synopsis, and he was a little doubtful in his heart, whether he couldn't understand infatuated and persistent girls since dating different girls as the main theme of his emotions.

Lin Hualei actually knew clearly that she didn't have the upper hand in the battle with Yun Feng just now.

But she learned from her parents that she despised failure and persevered, and although she was still hurt by the anxiety of sulfuric acid heartburn at this time, she was not completely unexpected, so she also smiled and talked with others to divert attention.

Anyway, when she goes back to Michigan, there is still a chance for her and Shananan to meet, and she is really as she said to Yun Feng, she admits it, and she waits. She thought that she would find the opportunity that would allow her to get Shannan.

Lin Hualei is such a person, she has no worries about food and clothing since she was a child, even in the lack of love and companionship, her parents can make up for it by spending money on her, so that she still firmly believes that there is nothing that cannot be forced with money. Even if there is something that can't be bought with money, she can get it in the end through her own time, energy, and perseverance and hard work.

Therefore, she also firmly believes that Shannan's love, she can also be finally obtained through her unremitting pursuit, and as for the way to get it, as long as it is not illegal, it is worth using.

Here, Shannan saw Yun Feng smiling when he was talking to Allen, and when Allen turned around, her smile was only half revealed and then shrunk back, and then she also figured out what was on her mind: If in normal times, whenever she has something in her heart, she will always tell herself, even if she doesn't say it, she won't deliberately alienate herself like this, what did Lin Hualei say to her that she didn't even want to look at him now?

As he thought about this, he saw her turn and linger in the middle of the plate, picking on dessert and fruit. He was even more convinced that the things in her heart were probably not small.

"Did you just answer Lin Ming's words that included me?"

He went forward, bent down slightly, and put a piece of apple in her tray, she was the least fond of apples, and she couldn't eat a few in a year, so he always had to find an opportunity for her to eat a few more.

"I didn't say that."

She didn't expect him to ask so directly, and the distress in her tone made her want to laugh, as if the heartache and anger provoked by Lin Hualei and Lin Ming just now were about to dissipate in his voice in an instant, but when she thought of the closeness with him described by Lin Hualei, her heart ached again, and she couldn't squeeze out a trace of laughter anymore, let alone have the strength to say a word more.

He stood next to her, looking at her delicate and white melon seed face, and wanted to be happy for a while, and suddenly he was hurt again. His heart twitched for no reason, and there was a touch of sadness on his face unconsciously.

"Why don't we go back?"

He raised his wrist and looked at his watch, which she had bought for him after earning money from tutoring at university, and wore it all the time except for bathing and sleeping. When he was in Michigan, Lin Ming had been laughing at him for the soil, and he had never picked it.

She didn't speak, but finally looked up at him and nodded.

In that eye, there was a grievance hidden, and he could see it clearly. He felt a pain in his heart, and after seeing her put down the tray in her hand, he took her to say hello to Allen, took her hand and walked out of the door of the party hall.

"Do you want to go back to your room or go out for a walk?"

He turned to look at her and asked with the utmost tenderness.

She glanced up at him again, hesitated for a moment, and opened her lips slightly:

"You do."

There was some tiredness and confusion in her tone. She didn't know how to open the knot in her heart to him, let alone what emotions and judgments she should face him and herself.

"So, let's go shopping first?"

He looked at her inquiringly, and as soon as she raised her eyes, she touched the affection in his eyes, which was as rich as ink, and she was a little lost, so he took her hand and walked down the street.

On the street, the lights are dim. The heat of the day is hidden in the dark curtain of the night with the setting of the sun, and the evening breeze blows, which is the unique warmth and coolness of this southern city, like water on the plate, like a feather playing face, which makes people feel that this wind contains empathetic comfort.

At this time, it was eight or nine o'clock in the evening, and the night markets on the streets began to open one after another, and the sound of shouting and shouting, and the sound of sitting around a table and eating supper in groups of three or five was also like a wave, one wave was slightly high, and the other wave was slightly low. The neon lights of night markets, shops, malls, and buildings are dazzling and brilliant in the high and low, some flashing and some unpredictable, and they seem to be enthusiastically beckoning people from afar and local to enjoy themselves in this night.

The two of them held hands and didn't speak, just shuttling in and out of the night market.

In a trance, Yun Feng felt as if he was back in college, on the way he sent her to tutor, the two of them also had to wander through the bustling downtown of Haicheng Street like this, she and he also held hands, silent in the noise, until later, in the memory, the noise was also silent into the silence of him and her when they held hands. On her face, a smile with him unconsciously appeared.

Under the yellow neon light, he finally saw the smile on her face, like a dream, which made him obsessed with it, and a stream of heat surged in the depths of his eyes. He accompanies her, it's too little, this can be regarded as a debt. But if you tell her like this, I'm afraid she will feel that she owes him a debt to him. His heart is warm, his she, he knows best.

The two of them walked around and around, I don't know how long they walked, they didn't feel tired, her hand was a little cold, and he held her hand almost completely in the palm of his hand.

"Let's go, let's go back."

In the middle of the night, he heard her yawning beside her.

"Hmm."

After she answered, she followed him back to the hotel room.

She was really sleepy, on this day, from answering Allen's questions at morning tea in the morning, she had to use her brain, and at night she had to be sad and angry in the face of Lin Hualei and Lin Ming's provocation, she felt that she had exhausted a lot of energy and physical strength. When he returned to the hotel, he didn't say anything, took the initiative to take a shower, still changed his shirt as pajamas, didn't flip through the book, climbed into bed and turned around and curled up against the wall and fell asleep, and after a while, he really fell asleep.

It's not that she doesn't want to quarrel with Shannan about the things Lin Hualei mentioned, but she knows that the time to get together with him is too precious, and she is reluctant to quarrel.

Besides, as soon as she was strolling on the street, as soon as the night breeze blew and the breath of people came and went, the anger in her heart went down a lot unconsciously, leaving only some sadness in her heart, which also included pity for his loneliness abroad alone. She didn't go with him, she was ashamed, and she couldn't bear to blame him.

She was in a dilemma, which made her even more tired, thinking that in the middle of the night, it was better for him and herself to rest first, and that it would not harm the health of the two of them if they were noisy, and that they would not be able to sleep until they had enough sleep the next day, so they escaped with full reason.

When he saw that she had been busy for a while, he went to bed and went to bed, and curled up pitifully in a corner of the bed, facing the wall, and he couldn't cry or laugh, and he was distressed and pitiful, and he didn't speak, so he bathed and washed himself when she had fallen asleep, and then went to bed, turned on the lamp, and squeezed her to sleep in the dark.

Everything, wait until tomorrow after you have slept enough, he thought.