Qiao Yue, Qiao Yue, as soon as I saw Su Mingyuan, why didn't you even have scum left in the reserved girl's house in the past.

Qiao Yue couldn't help but feel secretly annoyed, fortunately Su Mingyuan didn't turn his head to look at her at this time, otherwise he would definitely find the panic and unnaturalness in her heart.

"And what do you think is the saddest thing in the world?" Qiao Yue then asked. If you listen closely, you can still find the unnaturalness in her voice.

This time, Su Mingyuan didn't answer her question as quickly as last time, and still looked at the night sky in distraction.

I don't know if it's Qiao Yue's illusion, just after she asked this question, she saw that the brilliance in Su Mingyuan's eyes seemed to have dimmed a lot, and the corners of his mouth, which were originally slightly raised, seemed to become tense at this time.

After a long time, Su Mingyuan did not answer.

A breeze blew slowly, and just when she thought that the question just now was blown away by the wind because the voice was too quiet, Su Mingyuan turned his head, and he heard her answer.

"Love someone but can't tell her." Su Mingyuan said softly, but his low and pleasant voice was tinged with a hint of loneliness at this time.

I don't know if it's dazzled, Qiao Yue saw a faint sadness in those good-looking eyes that were always full of warmth.

Love someone but you can't tell him.

Qiao Yue chewed on this sentence repeatedly, and her mood became heavy, but she didn't expect that this sentence would become a prophecy, and it became an indescribable pain in her heart.

The night was deep, as cold as water, and it seemed that even the distant starry sky was covered with a faint layer of sadness.

The night breeze pulled Qiao Yue back from distant memories.

I don't know where the sweet smell of strawberry cake wafted from, and Qiao Yue suddenly remembered the smell of strawberry soda back then.

Qiao Yue still remembered that Su Mingyuan knew that she liked strawberry-flavored things, so she would bring her favorite strawberry-flavored soda every time, and they just drank the soda while looking at the stars, chatting from time to time, the time was quiet and beautiful.

Thinking of this, Qiao Yue seemed to feel the faint aroma of strawberries left between her lips and teeth.

If everyone's youth has a taste, then her youth is probably the strawberry flavor of powder.

The corners of Qiao Yue's mouth couldn't help but curve slightly, and the corners of her curved eyes shone with the bright light of the stars, dark and bright and pure.

Looking at the eternal stars in the sky, time seems to have returned to the past, she is still the innocent Qiao Yue who doesn't know what it feels like to be sad

It's still the sky, the moon is still the moon, the stars are still the stars, but they, the people who live under the stars, have changed.

Thinking about it, Qiao Yue's heart suddenly became sad.

As if she had experienced Qiao Yue's depressed mood, the wind suddenly blew outside, and Qiao Yue, who was dressed in a tulle dress, felt a chill.

It's already the end of summer, and this little bit of summer tail is about to dissipate in this cool night breeze.

Qiao Yue subconsciously hugged her arm, planning to turn around and go back indoors.

Suddenly, Qiao Yue felt a strange aura coming from behind her, and immediately after, a suit jacket with temperature fell on her body.

Qiao Yue was stunned for a moment, and as soon as she turned her head, she saw Gong Cheng with a smile on her face, standing behind her wearing a white shirt, and the coat on her body was obviously taken off by Gong Cheng just now.

"It's summer, but it's still a little cold at night, so be careful not to catch a cold." Gong Cheng looked at Qiao Yue with an impeccable smile on his face.