The corners of Li Weiting's mouth raised a light smile, and the little woman's expression towards him became richer and richer, cute!

A long cloister, decorated with gold and silver. Even the walls leading to the toilets are so luxuriously decorated that the five-star name is truly worthy of its name.

The bathroom arrived.

In front of the public washstand, a man in a black shirt is bending over to wash his hands, his face lowered in a mirror on the wall.

Although a lock of hair slanted on his forehead, it was vaguely possible to guess his handsome face.

Lin Sese suddenly held his breath, subconsciously turned around, and hurriedly left in the direction he came. She walked dozens of steps before she stopped, her heart pounding.

Is that him? Is that the person? Although it is only a quick glance, how can a person who you have been secretly concerned about for six years admit to be wrong.

So, is it really him?

Lin Sese suddenly regretted why he ran away just now, why didn't he wait for him to raise his head, take a closer look at that face, and see if he was still the same now.

But she fled, only to see a silhouette similar to his, and ran away nervously. At that time, the body was no longer dominated by the brain, it was just a subconscious action of hers.

But now, she regretted this knee-jerk action.

Maybe he doesn't remember who she is, so why should he be afraid to meet?

If he recognizes it, wouldn't it be nice to say hello generously?

Lin Sese regretted that it was an encounter she had imagined countless times. However, I never imagined that it would be in front of the toilet.

She turned around, looked towards the toilet, and walked slowly, her heart aching with each step.

She walked slowly, time seemed to stand still, and the surroundings were frighteningly quiet, as if a secret that had been hidden for years was about to be revealed.

Finally came to an end.

Lin Sese raised his head calmly, but the washstand was empty, and there was no one.

Only her silly appearance was imprinted in the mirror.

Lin Sese leaned against the wall all of a sudden, and smiled faintly, who would wash their hands for so long?

There was access to the bathroom at both ends of the hallway, and he must have walked towards the other end.

In Lin Sese's heart, there was an inexplicable loss.

She suddenly wanted to cry.

She suddenly remembered the first time she saw Leng Xizhe, his long and thin figure under the bright sunshine made her fall in love with her.

"I thought you fell into the toilet." Li Weiting's indifferent voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

Lin Sese's tears, which had not yet had time to fall, suddenly held back.

She didn't look up at him, she just turned and walked away.

"Why are your eyes red?" He grabbed her.

Lin Sese said casually: "I accidentally got into the sand." ”

What a clumsy lie.

But Li Weiting believed it, he cupped her face and asked with concern: "Do you want me to blow it." ”

Lin Sese hurriedly shook his head, afraid of being seen through by him: "It's already fine." ”

With that, he strode forward.

Li Weiting looked at her back, followed with a sinking gaze, and clasped her wrist: "Go and drink the remaining half of the soup." ”

Lin Sese: "......"

Still thinking about that soup, she should call him Li Ma Ma!

Lin followed him back to his seat, the soup cup had been covered with a lid to keep warm, and she gently lifted it, still steaming warmly. She drank with a heart.

"What's your class tomorrow?" He asked.

Lin Se was in a fugue and didn't hear it at all.

Is it you, Leng Xizhe?