In my mind, I put the relevant people into a tree-like relationship diagram, and then eliminated the so-called "impossible" one by one.

"What's wrong? What are you thinking? Seeing that I was thinking, he asked again.

"Uh......, no, no...... What the. When I asked him that, I immediately stammered, afraid that he would see through my thoughts.

It is said that a woman's sixth sense is very accurate, and with my sixth sense, I am sure that Ashi must have something on her mind! What could that be? I speculated......

It's definitely impossible between him and Cher! Is it because Sasha is going to the United States?

I ruled it out in the end, and only this thing was left with the greatest possibility. In the past few days, Qing didn't know how many good things she had said, but Shasha was still so resolute, and said that she would not return to China in two years. I think Ashie should be very reluctant to her, after all, Sasha once accompanied him to the United States, and during the lowest period of his life, Sasha accompanied him, and it seems that he has to find a way to figure it out.

"Is it really nothing?" He looked at me and smiled playfully.

I bit my lip, thought about it, and finally mustered up the courage to ask him, "Ashi, do you know that Sasha is going to the United States?" "This question seems a bit implicit, in fact, I want to ask more, did you leave the yarn behind? Or, how are you going to keep her? But I'm afraid that it will scare people too directly.

He was stunned for a moment, silent for a while, perhaps because he didn't expect me to suddenly ask about this, and then said lightly, he knew.

Silence, silence again. The beautiful piano music lingers in my ears, and the small volume is in the carriage, but it is extraordinarily loud.

I waited quietly for a long time, but I didn't hear him say anything, and for the first time, I couldn't calm down listening to lyrical music. With his chin against his schoolbag, his hands around it, squinting at his side face, the perfect silhouette is really good-looking, but he has an incomprehensible look, so he makes me feel strange, muttering in my heart, he knows? How's that going? What kind of answer is that? If you say it, you don't say it! I hate this kind of unfounded speculation the most!!

At this time, the car stopped when it encountered a red light, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a beautiful arc, looking at me, with infinite tenderness in his eyes.

I was very uncomfortable with him, holding my schoolbag tightly, my eyes rolling around, but I didn't know where to look, but the corner of my eye drifted to him from time to time.

The deep eyes are like a pool of lake water, which makes people look at it endlessly, full of continuous affection, and infinite pampering. The right hand holding the steering wheel let go, and I stared at it petrifyingly, and just as it was about to touch my cheek, it coughed violently, which was devastating! ――b