Lin Xiyue was stunned all of a sudden, her brain was expanding little by little, and she was about to explode.

She pointed to her nose with her fingertips in disbelief, her big eyes wide and round: "You...... You call me? ”

Yin Haochen nodded lightly: "Well, can you come over for a while." ”

Lin Xiyue stood up almost immediately, and the schoolbag on her lap fell to the ground with a "bang".

She didn't bother to pick it up, and trotted all the way to the shadow of the tree where he stood.

Su Yifeng lowered his eyes, looked at the pink schoolbag lying on the ground, slowly leaned over to pick it up, patted the dust off it, and put it on the first row of seats in the stands.

After running a few steps, Lin Xiyue realized that her performance was a little too excited, and slowed down slightly.

The moment she stood still in front of Yin Haochen, she had nowhere to put her hands, so she could only hold her skirt a little stiffly.

"You...... Are you looking for something with me? She kept her head down, afraid to look at him, and her voice was slurred.

"Yes." Yin Haochen's gaze drifted past the first row of the stands, and then looked at her, "In the future, don't write that kind of thing again." ”

Lin Xiyue's heart ached violently, and a mist spread in her big eyes: "Yes...... I'm sorry, I ...... Not in the future. Isn't it, wasting your time......"

She didn't know what she was talking about and was a little incoherent.

The fantasy that I was still holding was like a crystal ball falling from the clouds, and it fell apart all at once.

Listen to his tone, and you don't need to read it to know what his reply is about.

Yin Haochen's voice was still cold: "Indeed...... It's a waste of time, I don't believe in that kind of thing. ”

With that, he slowly turned around and left.

Only Lin Xiyue was left standing alone in the shade of the tree, and his last words were still ringing in his ears.

I don't believe in that kind of thing.

What he's saying is that he doesn't believe in feelings, right?

No wonder, he always looked so cold.

So many girls wrote love letters and gifts to him, but he never looked at anyone more.

Every girl has an unrealistic expectation, always thinking that maybe she will be the special one - and so is she.

But in fact, in his eyes, they are all the same, and he doesn't like anyone.

"What's wrong? Standing here alone in a daze? Su Yifeng walked behind her at some point, stretched out his hand and shook it in front of her.

Just now, he had actually been watching her and his every move from afar. Every word they say, every time they look at each other, it is a heart-wrenching torment for him.

"I didn't ...... It's nothing. Lin Xiyue lowered her head a little sadly, with a hint of nasality in her voice, "I was rejected." ”

Although I had expected this to be the result, I was still sad.

After all, he's the one she's liked for three years.

"It's okay, you still have me." Su Yifeng raised his hand and rubbed it on her head.

Lin Xiyue raised his eyes to look at him, his hand that was rubbing her hair paused, and coughed lightly: "I mean, my shoulder can be borrowed from you to lean on, and I don't charge money." ”

Lin Xiyue nodded sullenly and sighed.

Her eyes fell on the pink schoolbag in his hand, reached for it, unzipped it, and took out the pale blue letter.

Since there is no longer anything to look forward to, let's take it apart now.

But after reading what was written on the letter, she was stunned.

This...... What is this? She had thought of countless possibilities, but she didn't expect it to be this one.

I saw that it said-

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