Unconsciously climbing the stairs, ignoring the inquisitive gazes, Roy fell into his own contemplation with a blank expression.

She kept moving up, and before she knew it, the red Arabic numerals that greeted her reminded her that she had reached the 5th floor.

Walking towards his dormitory, he raised his finger and pressed a password at the door, and the door clicked open.

The closed door was suddenly pushed open, and when I raised my eyes, I saw a petite figure standing at the door, startling Ling Xue, who was pacing back and forth, anxiously waiting to watch.

With a casual shake of her hand, she slid the 120ml water bottle to the ground, making a crisp "pop" sound, and startled herself and Luo Yi standing at the door.

Xiaomei, who heard the sound, poked her head out of the room, and at this moment her cute baby face was still pasted with a black Pojin mask with only 4 holes left, it turned out that she was seriously carrying out her skin care business.

"What's wrong? Listening to the snow? ”

Because of the mask, Xiaomei snorted her lips slightly and asked vaguely.

"Heh, it's okay, my hand slipped a little."

Squatting down, she picked up the water bottle she hadn't drunk much with a pale face, and looked at Luo Yi who walked in the door.

"Oh, it's fine."

Muttering and looking up, Xiaomei also looked at Luo Yi:

"Loy, you're back."

After saying hello, she retracted her head and continued her beautiful skincare moment.

Looking at Luo Yi, who turned around and closed the door, Ling Xue's expression was a little panicked and a little panicked, like a rabbit that was suddenly frightened, showing unusual panic.

Her beautiful Danfeng eyes were slightly round, and she looked at Luo Yi who was changing her shoes at the entrance of the door. Her lips squirmed and opened and closed, closed and opened, and finally said nothing.

In response to the puzzled gaze cast by Shang Luoyi, she pulled the corners of her mouth and walked quickly into her small room.

Luo Yi smiled lightly and watched her walk into the room, but at the moment when the door was about to close, she looked into the beautiful phoenix eyes, which were full of many thoughts, like resentment, jealousy, unwillingness, resentment...

Before she could explore more, the eyelashes of those beautiful phoenix eyes quickly drooped, and the door was tightly closed, blocking her clearer eyes.

Looking at the closed door, Roy stood in the hallway for a moment, thinking about what had happened since she returned, and she seemed to know something.

Retracting her gaze, she walked into the warm little world that belonged to her.

Closing the door casually, her eyes naturally fell on the lilac suitcase beside the bed.

Yu Yuanyao said just now that he called her many times, because he had been unable to get through, so he was very worried, afraid that something would happen to her. In this case, she can't make other friends worry about their own safety.

After thinking about it, she opened the box and pulled out a rectangular platinum-gold box from the bottom layer inside.

Fingertips touched the frosted texture, she closed her eyes and exhaled, then sat down on the soft bed and slowly opened the box.

Holding the small pink card inside in her hand, she was silent for a while before slowly opening it, and when her eyes touched the beautiful book on it, her eyes instinctively felt sour.

In the blink of an eye, she read the words left on the card several times before placing it on the bed.

Stretch out your fingers to twist and turn in the box

The beige filler bar flicked away, and she opened the white box, which was one size smaller.

A brilliant glitter appeared in front of her eyes, biting her lip, her full fingertips, gently rubbing the slightly cold metal shell.

She took out the small mobile phone card from her pocket, put it into the card slot of the bright pink mobile phone, and as her fingertips gently clicked on the smooth symbol in the lower left corner, the mobile phone immediately sounded a short piece of beautiful music, and the pink on the upper layer of the mobile phone also faded like a tide, turning into a black screen as bright as a mirror.

Closing her eyes again, she tried to suppress the sharp pain in her heart, choked slightly, lowered her eyes, and looked at the image that always lingered.

At that time, he and she smiled so sweetly, as if everything in the world was less important than him being with her.

After carefully studying it for a long time, she couldn't help but stretch out her fingertips to carefully depict the cool and handsome facial features that were radiant.

The eyebrows, the eyes, the nose, the lips, and the smile... It's as different as I remember, and it's so unforgettable.

Blinking away the wetness in her eyes, she gritted her teeth and locked the photo into the album, entered a series of passwords, and found another image to replace.

The tingling pain between her lips didn't make her white teeth loosen slightly, and with a little fingertips, she set a table with clusters of purple flowers blooming in clusters.

She knew that this was the picture he had saved for her, because he knew that she loved the little purple flower to the point of no return.

At this time, the beautiful music prelude sounded melodiously, and the song "belonging" that she loved the most was sung in a low voice, and the picture on the screen began to change one by one, and in the end, it stayed in the sad gray and cold tone, and the gray rose appeared in her eyes again, deducing the sad separation process.

Tears, finally unable to hold back the sourness anymore, quietly slipped from the soft cheeks.

She thought that she had been fully prepared and strong enough to deal with it, but as a result, she still cried sadly.

Slowly and firmly grasping the phone, placing it on the warm chest, she curled up on the bed, ignoring the "Ding Ding Dong" message, she just wanted to indulge this time again, let herself completely drown in that painful past.

A low, magnetic voice rang out, echoing through this small space:

"Happy birthday Roy, and I wish you a better future."

Uncontrollably trembling, trembling... She looped over and over again...

Why can't she forget him? When she thought she had let go, it was just what she thought...

There are so many people who like her, why doesn't she have such a poignant emotional germination?

Is it just because, is he her first love?

Wiping the tears from her face, she swore in her heart that after tonight, she really, really would not shed any more tears for the past.

Don't be bound by the past, and don't rush to start a new relationship, everything is as you say, let it be.

Gritting her teeth, she put her phone back in front of her eyes, and locked the photos of him and her, and the birthday wishes he recorded, all into the album and audio.

From now on, they would never appear in front of her eyes again without her password input.

Looking at the clusters of small purple flowers in a daze, the prelude to "belonging" suddenly sounded.

Glancing at the caller ID on her phone, she sat up, and after sorting out her thoughts, she cleared her throat and put the phone to her ear:

"Hello?"

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