It was the weekend, and Ya, Xuan, and Ting were walking aimlessly on the street, walking, and walking, when suddenly a lavender field appeared in front of them.

They thought to themselves, "Lavender fields, how did I get here?"

Suddenly, there was a gust of wind, and the lavender swayed with the wind, Ya squatted down, and gently stroked the purple lavender with her hand, how much pain in her heart only she knew, because of the pain in her heart, Ya didn't notice that there were three beautiful men hiding behind the tree not far away.

"Woo woo~~~" Ting looked at the romantic purple lavender and cried.

"Ting, what's wrong?" Seeing Ting crying, Xuan immediately asked with concern.

"Xuan, I think of him again!What should I do?" Ting threw herself on Xuan and cried.

"He's referring to Han Lanying, right?" Xuan gently stroked Ting's long silky hair.

"Hmm・・・・・・" Ting nodded, but she didn't know that their conversation had all reached the ears of the three beautiful men.

"Ting, cry if you want to, don't hold back. At this time, Yaya came over.

"Yes, Ting, it will be better to cry. Xuan's angelic face had a hint of sadness.

"Ya, Xuan, woo woo woo~~~~~ Ting hugged Ya and Xuan and cried unscrupulously.

Another gust of wind blew, and the long hair of the three Ya people fluttered in the air.

"Lavender, huh?" Ya murmured.

"Ya, what are you thinking?" Xuan heard Ya's words.

"Nothing. Xuan, the flower language of lavender, is waiting for happiness, right?" Ya looked up at the sky.

"Well, yes. It's beautiful, like lavender. Xuan smiled sadly.

"The flower language of lavender is to wait for happiness, but what do we have to wait for happiness when we are really happy?" Ya closed her eyes, and after a while, she found that her face was hot and itchy, like a caterpillar crawling on her face, and when she touched it with her hand, she found that it was tears.

"Ya, you're crying. Xuan and Ting said.

"Aren't you the same?" Ya didn't bother with the two lines of tears that flowed down her cheeks, but let it flow slowly.

"Woo woo woo ~~~~" Ya, Xuan, and Ting hugged each other and cried.

When the three people in the distance saw this scene, they couldn't help but feel heartache.

Mu Yi thought to himself: "Why does it hurt so much to see her sad, and I want to rush up and hug her? Could she really be Xiya?"

Ling Ming thought, "Why did I want to help Bing Xuan dry her tears when she cried just now? Is Bing Xuan Zi Xuan?"

At this time, Lan Ying thought to herself, "Why did Bingting think of me again just now? Did I know her before? Or did Bingting just say that she was Yating? But isn't Yating missing?"

Suddenly, there were several thunderclaps from the sky, and it didn't take long for the rain to pour down.

The three of them did not look like they were going to leave, and continued to sit in the lavender field.

Does God also understand the heartache of Yaya? But it rained heavily when their hearts hurt the most.

Ya, Xuan, and Ting looked at the pouring rain indifferently, without any expression on their faces, and slowly, their faces that should have been ruddy became pale.

The rain was still falling, and the raindrops were pounding on the little lavenders, but they still stood tenaciously there.

"Yes, a little lavender is so tenacious, how can we collapse at the slightest setback?" they figured it out, and they had just stood up, but they were dizzy, and they had not taken a few steps before they collapsed in the rain.

Seeing this scene, Mu Yi and the others hurriedly rushed out to pick up Ya and the others, and returned to their own villa.

They put them on the bed and covered them with quilts, only to find that their hair color was not the original black, beige, and light orange, but purple, blue, and pink belonging to Xiya, Zixuan, and Yating, and Mu Yi was not in the room at this time.

Ya and they slowly opened their eyes, the beauty contacts in their eyes had already fallen, and the color of their pupils had changed to ice blue, crystal purple, and crystal blue.

At this moment, the door opened, and Mu Yi and the others walked in: "Are you awake?"

"Why are we here?" asked Xuan.

"You fainted in the lavender field, and we took you back just as we passed by. Ling Ming explained. (Yueyue: Really good at making it up!What kind of passing? It's obviously a voyeur!)

"Oh. Xuan didn't doubt it.

At this time, Mu Yi finally discovered the strangeness of Ya and them.

"How can your hair and eyes look like this?" asked Mu Yi.

"Oh no! this hair dye fades when it rains!" they thought.

"It's like Yating!" said Lan Ying, tilting her head.

"Could it be that you are Xiya/Zixuan/Yating!" the three of them said tacitly.

"・・・・・・" the heroines were silent.

"Isn't it?" Mu Yi and the others desperately wanted an answer.

"Yes. Ya said.

"Then why do you use pseudonyms?" asked Mu Yi puzzled.

"Because we want you to know that you made the wrong decision two years ago. Ya said coldly.

"Our decision, what decision?" the male protagonists still don't understand.

"It's that you would rather believe Yao Yuhan and them than believe us, as well as your Lin Muyi's slap. Ya glared at Mu Yi and them.

"We ・・・・・・" is speechless.

"Stop, we don't want to hear it. Thank you for bringing us here, let's go first. Ya said and took Xuan and Ting away.

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