"Erxi, you...... Don't cry. Seeing her tear-stained face, Su Yifeng's heart throbbed and he was a little at a loss.

He wanted to raise his hand to wipe her tears and say something to comfort her, but when he saw her desperate and sad expression, he didn't dare to say or do anything, for fear that saying something wrong would make her even more sad.

Lin Xiyue didn't know how long she had been standing in the cold winter wind in the same posture, until her fingertips were cold, until the blood in her whole body had coagulated......

Then, suddenly, she crouched on the ground like crazy, picked up the white scarf from the trash cans piled up with cans, plastic bottles, and various shredded papers, and held it in her palms tremblingly.

Every stitch and thread on it, although clumsy and green, was not perfect, but she stayed up several nights to weave it.

The pure and immaculate white scarf, just like the feelings she once gave to him, was so pure.

In a person's life, how many times can he give his sincerity without reservation, and how many times can he bravely hand over that sincerity to another person......

And he discarded her sincerity to him like garbage.

Tears fell on the white scarf one by one, leaving deep and shallow marks on it, making a slight sound.

Lin Xiyue bit her lower lip stubbornly, not wanting to cry too embarrassed, but her tears were more and more uncontrollable.

Just as she was crying heartbroken, a big warm hand reached out and pulled her up from the ground: "Don't be sad, my shoulder...... I can lend it to you. ”

Lin Xiyue was so sad that she cried until her brain lacked oxygen, and her whole person was soft and dizzy. At this moment, she needs warmth and support......

So, she gently leaned on his shoulder, covered her mouth and sobbed lowly, tears soaked his school uniform jacket: "Su Yifeng, that bet ...... I lost. You're right, there's no way he's going to like me, I'...... Never ...... again Loved him......"

Feeling her body trembling gently, Su Yifeng's heart also tugged up, trembling in the cold wind.

For so long, he has been waiting for the day when she no longer likes Yin Haochen.

However, when the day actually came, he realized that he was not as happy as he imagined.

Because he saw her so sad, his heart hurt so much that he was about to suffocate.

Patting her on the back, he slowly, slowly withdrew the white scarf from her hand.

Lin Xiyue watched the scarf from his fingertips to his hand little by little, and subconsciously raised his eyes to meet his deep eyes.

She saw him put the white scarf on his shoulder, wrap it around a few times, and then hooked the corners of his lips at her: "This scarf...... He doesn't want it, I want it. ”

He doesn't want you, I want it.

Lin Xiyue looked at it in a daze, her red and swollen eyes blinked, and it took a long time to come back to her senses, she lowered her eyes and sniffed, "But...... It's all dirty, and it's ugly. ”

"Who said that?" Su Yifeng patted the dust on it, and his long fingers slowly rubbed it, as if he was treating the most precious thing, "It's not dirty at all, it's not ugly at all." This is a two-tide brand scarf, the only one in the world. ”

"Forget it, you still don't have to force it." Being so comforted by him, Lin Xiyue's mood seemed to be slightly better, but she thought that he was such a clean person, and his eyes were so high, how could he be able to look at such a broken scarf.

"Not reluctantly at all." Su Yifeng wrapped the scarf tighter again, and his smile became gentle with a little bit, "I like this scarf very much." ”

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