Mu Xia Xia couldn't cry or laugh, so she had to smile: "Why are you so poor."

"Yes, it's so poor, my mother is used to it." Annan put down his hand and smiled.

"Hmm~" Mucha patted herself, "I'm used to it." After saying that, he also smiled.

"Alright, let's go back." Annan looked down at her slightly, his eyes soft.

Mushasha raised her chin in the direction of his dormitory.

“…… My dormitory is here, just go up, you're so far away, what if you get lost. ”

“…… You seem to be underestimating my IQ. Mucha was a little speechless.

"Okay, so I'll go back if I go up?"

She didn't answer, just nodded slightly.

"Then I'll go back, you can go back quickly." Annan touched his nose.

"Hmm." Mushasha lowered her eyes.

Annan turned around and walked in the direction of his dormitory, his hands in his jacket pockets, humming a song.

Xue Zhiqian's song. What else do you want from me?

Mucha Sha didn't move, her eyes locked on his back.

As if sensing it, Annan turned to meet her eyes.

"I haven't gone back yet." Yaoyao, asked.

"I'm back." She should.

Mu Xia Xia watched him turn around, the song he was humming did not change, and then, turning around suddenly, her heart was stunned.

"Let's go back."

“…… Well. She nodded heavily.

Annan turned back again, but Mucha Xia felt so uncomfortable that she was about to lose her breath.

She turned and leaned against a large rock, shielding him from looking at him again.

Really leaving. She thought.

I'm really going to give up. She thought.

She looked up at the heavy fog, as if she was thinking a lot, and her brain seemed to go blank. For a long time, she smiled softly, as if relaxed, but also as if laughing at herself.

The way back seems to be getting long, too.

The roommate's words of concern came from the other end of the screen.

"Are you back?"

"Where?"

"Do you want me to pick you up?"

……

She replied one by one, in a relaxed tone, as if nothing had happened.

It wasn't until she passed by a group of cheerful men and women that she felt the discomfort in her heart return.

She walked away briskly until she couldn't hold back anymore when she was under the streetlight behind the corner.

The bright and warm light seemed to touch her deepest sourness directly.

"......" leaned back slightly, his hands covering his eyes but stained with a large amount of water, "I...... I really like him...... What should I do......"

Finally, I couldn't cry.