When Ling Xue lowered her head shyly, her face as crimson as a peach blossom, Luo Yi took a few tissues from the table and handed them over, motioning for her to wipe her water-soaked fingers dry before sitting next to Xiaomei.

"By the way, I'm leaving S City at noon today to get back to my busy work."

Luo Yi's eyebrows were slightly raised, her watery eyes had been bent into a charming crescent, and she looked at the two good roommates and sisters in front of her with a light smile.

Since going to college, the three of them have met and lived together, and she really likes these two good sisters who have been together for more than 3 years.

For Xiaomei, who loves to laugh and make trouble, and for the gentle and demure Ling Xue, she has a sister-like friendship, just like she treats her best friend Jizi sincerely.

It's true to be sincere with your friends, but it's almost impossible for you to be able to balance a bowl of water with every single one of them.

Therefore, if she wants to distinguish between likes and likes from these two sister-like friends, she prefers to be more heartless, and her joys, sorrows, and sorrows are fully displayed on her face.

Because she is like this, she is very pure, very pure, like a flawless white paper, and she doesn't need to be a little guarded at all.

But Ling Xue is different, she looks soft and weak, yes, but to give herself the feeling that her mind is more delicate and far-reaching.

Ling Xue's jealousy of herself, Luo Yi had long been aware of it.

Just because she never says it doesn't mean she doesn't know anything.

To say that before, when she and Qiao Linxi got together, she was sensitive to notice that when Ling Xue peeked at Qiao Linxi, she was with a strong sense of admiration.

That kind of look is exactly the same as the eyes of other girls who like Qiao Linxi.

And that night, when she inadvertently bumped into Ling Xue, who was thinly dressed, sitting alone in the small living room, with the window wide open and blowing the cold wind and crying silently, she also guessed the reason for the matter.

She was sure that Ling Xue was looking for an opportunity to confess to Qiao Linxi, but unfortunately in Qiao Linxi's heart, naturally there was no place for Ling Xue.

There are all kinds of these, Qiao Linxi has never told her, but for her with a super sixth sense and intuition, she doesn't need to say these at all, she can understand the general idea.

Now it seems that the previous emotional entanglement scene is about to be staged again, Ling Xue likes Ling Junxuan, because the way she looks at him is the same as the way she looked at Qiao Linxi before.

From her point of view, Ling Xue was entangled in the whirlpool of emotions and couldn't extricate herself, and she couldn't bear to struggle like this, panic and hesitation.

In fact, she had also thought that since she had no intention of Ling Junxuan, and she didn't want Ling Junxuan to continue to indulge in the emotion of self-righteous love, it was better to cut off his thoughts early.

So this matter can be regarded as a relief for himself, Ling Xue, and Ling Junxuan.

Luo Yi's silent thoughts, Xiao Mei sitting on the side didn't care at all, only to see her pitiful mouth deflated, her big black eyes were immediately covered with a layer of mist, her hands kept ravaging, and she didn't know when she was hugged by the pillow in her arms, like a poor little daughter-in-law who had been bullied.

"Isn't it just the end of the holidays? Why are you going to work again so soon? ”

"Xiaomei, this holiday is something I earned with great difficulty, and now that the holiday is over, then I should return to work."

Sad Xiaomei, resting her head on her delicate shoulders as warm as a relative:

"But I can't bear you, I haven't been able to say a few words to you since I came back from vacation, and we're going to be separated again."

"Little fool, you can talk to me whenever you want."

Nowadays, communication is so developed, and there are more channels for chatting, and it is still the kind that can talk as much as you want.

Comfortingly patted the little grievance's back a few times, Luo Yi felt a little crying and laughing, this is not the first time they have separated.

I looked up at the small balcony, where the warm sunlight was already shining in, with the warmth of the morning light.

Showing her face, Luo Yi smiled:

"Okay, okay, let's go to breakfast, there will be a class in the first period in a while."

Raising her head reluctantly, Xiaomei held Luo Yi's cheeks with her soft hands, she first flattened her mouth, and then pursed her pink lips, and gave Luo Yi a kiss in the air:

"Mua, you have to pay attention to your body."

The corners of her lips curled slightly, and Luo Yi also reached out to stroke her cheek, rubbed it gently, and her eyebrows and eyes were bent into crescents:

"Got it, so are you."

There is also a strong sisterhood in this room, and Ling Xue in that room lowered her head, and her heart was quite unpleasant.

In the past, in Xiaomei's heart, there was only her, a good sister who grew up together.

patted Xiaomei's hand soothingly, and asked them to hurry back to the room to change clothes, and Luo Yi also returned to his small room.

Putting the suitcase next to the bed and opening it, Loy began to check the luggage that had not been touched since returning from England, to see if there was anything else to bring.

Looking through the clothes on the lower layer of the box, she felt that there was nothing to add, so she began to check the upper box again.

Pulling open the mezzanine of the lilac mesh bag, a transparent and clear glass bottle made her eyes pause suddenly.

After a while, she slowly reached out and took out the glass bottle, staring down at the contents of the bottle.

"Luoyi, let's go first, when you come back, remember to bring us gifts."

Outside the door, Xiaomei's soft and sweet voice came, and the delicate nong language, with a little coquettishness, seemed to contain a hint of sweetness like honey.

Putting the bottle down, Luo Yi came to the door of his room and looked at the two who had already walked to the entrance:

"Okay, see you later."

The two girls at the door waved to her with a smile, opened the door and walked out.

Back in front of the bed, Roy picked up the glass bottle again, held it high in front of her, and looked at the flowers in it with distant eyes under the warm sun.

Yes, flowers, two flowers.

One is a magnificent and enchanting blue enchantress, and the other is an elegant and unparalleled dark pink bellflower.

The blue enchantress was naturally the one Qiao Linxi secretly put next to her pillow.

And the bellflower was given to her by Himeko after snatching the bride's bouquet.

At that time, Himeko said to her triumphantly:

"If I can receive the bride's bouquet, the next happy person must be me."

"Come, share a little of my happiness with you."

That's right, if the dark pink bellflower represents a happy future, then the blue enchantress represents the invisible past that has been erased by time.

A happy future... Disappear into the invisible past....

Future... Past...

Past... With the future...

The corners of his lips gradually rose, and Luo Yi looked at the translucent glass bottle in his hand, which was extremely transparent and beautiful by the faint golden sunlight.

Under the holy sunshine, the layers of magnificent petals bloomed as wantonly as they did at the beginning, such a sublime and splendid, can only be described in four words, the flowers bloomed beautifully.

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