They went into the shareholders' homes.

The two of them sat on a two-seater sofa together, with a maid serving snacks on the side, they were wearing the uniforms of Seikakura's students, handsome men and beautiful women, and the aristocratic college style and the current sense of youth were eye-catching.

Especially Bian Jichen, he talks decently, and he is neither humble nor arrogant when he talks with the elders of middle-aged people, and at first glance he is a young master who can only be raised by a noble family.

She always thought that he was a very withdrawn person before, but she didn't expect him to be so good at socializing, coping with it, and shining there.

Instead, she kept her head down the whole time.

It's not that she's socially afraid, it's just that she just wants to be quiet now, and she doesn't want to say a word.

Bian Jichen's taste still lingered around, evoking a lot of memories she had with him before.

She continued to clench her skirt, distraught.

After returning home, Jiang Chacha smelled her hair, decisively went to the bathroom to take a bath, and washed her hair twice with shampoo, this bath she washed more seriously than usual.

Late at night, she lay down under the covers in her pajamas, just wanting to sleep peacefully.

But as soon as I closed my eyes, I didn't know if it was used by her psychology, the smell that belonged to Bian Jichen or entered her nose pervasively, whether it was her hair or her clothes, they were all stained with the smell of Bian Jichen.

Ahh

Ginger Cha Cha turned over.

She's going crazy!!

She buried her head in a pillow, feeling like a fried poached egg, and her face was getting hot little by little.

So, just like that, Jiang Chacha slowly fell asleep in the quilt full of Bian Jichen's taste.

Because of the awkwardness in her heart, she didn't sleep well the next day and came to school.

When her classmates saw her haggard face, they all felt like she had been hollowed out last night.

Everyone who saw her came and asked.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Didn't you sleep well last night?"

Jiang Chacha's heart became empty, she smiled dryly, and said that she had nothing to deal with.

But how can it be okay?

It's all to blame on Bian Jichen, it's all to blame for the perfume he sprayed, and it's all to blame for the smell on his body! pestered her for a night, causing her to think about her memories with him all night!

It's really aggrieved and angry......

And what is even more angry is that he is helpless, and he can't go to Bian Jichen to quarrel with him and get angry, and he suffers a dumb loss.

It's depressing that she's starting to hate him, and she can't sleep because of his smell, and thinks about the memories of being with him all night.

So ginger tea tea is even more angry.

As a result, she didn't have a good face at school for a day.

Even Lin Xiaoxiao, who was the most sticky to her, didn't dare to come closer, for fear of touching her moldy head and hitting her muzzle.

"What's wrong with her?"

Lin Xiaoxiao asked An Liuli on the side.

An Liuli glanced at her lightly.

"Eighty percent of them are out of love."

"Broken Love?!! How do you know? Lin Xiaoxiao was very surprised, why couldn't she see it?

"Feeling."

Jiang Chacha ignored their conversation, she had Bluetooth headphones in her ears and listened to songs there.

Now only by listening to the song can I make my heart less irritable for a while.

Because of yesterday's incident, she became more and more resistant to going to the student union.

Because that man is in the student union. Every time I go, it's impossible not to see him.

Jiang Cha Cha hated, why did she want to be this vice president!!

Even if he didn't want to, Jiang Cha Cha went to the student union.

When I opened the door of the president's office, I found that it was so empty, and the gentle man who always sat in the corner was long gone, and his desk was cleaner and neater than before, with only a few items left.

Remembering what he said not long ago.

Recalling his gentle eyes at that time, Jiang Chacha suddenly clenched the doorknob.

My heart seems to be a little empty.

It's like there's something missing.