Song Lan came over quickly.

The light in Song Jingyu's room has never been very bright, but in the dimness, her eyes are shining. Her fluffy hair was spread on the pink bear's sheets, and she was wearing a blue floral cotton nightdress on a white background, with a slender white leg exposed underneath, looking soft and innocent, which was so heartwarming.

Since that mistake a year ago, Song Lan no longer has any resistance to her body.

Tearing open his shirt with one hand, his eyes suddenly blazing, and he fell down from the position she was lying in.

In the middle of the night, Song Jingyu completely figured it out.

He never loved himself, only her body. If you really treat her as a person, you know how to feel distressed and pity, and you won't be able to do it with her when her bones are broken.

If Xiao Huanting was injured, would he do this? Not only would he not, but he would hold Xiao Huanting in the palm of his hand and not let her be discharged from the hospital at all.

Then he would stay up all night in a private VIP room, washing her troublesome and squeamish strawberries and telling her the bad jokes he had found on his phone.

...... These were all told to her by Xiao Huanting herself on the hospital bed.

At that time, Song Jingyu was adopted by the Song family not long ago, Xiao Huanting almost caused Song Lan to be imprisoned, and the Song family did not want to see her than not to see Song Jingyu. Xiao Huanting was afraid that Song Lan really didn't want her anymore, so she washed her face with tears every day, pulled Song Jingyu and begged her to say good things in front of Song Lan.

And Song Lan was rescued by Song Jingyu, and he was quite polite to Song Jingyu. When she spoke for the tenth time, Song Lan finally relented and said that she would meet at Sakura Terrace after evening class.

Song Jingyu happily replied to Xiao Huanting, Xiao Huanting took her hand and said affectionately: "That sister is also coming, help us take some beautiful photos." ”

Song Jingyu agreed.

In the evening, Song Jingyu, who was in the second semester of the third year of high school, lied to the head teacher and said that she was uncomfortable and wanted to go back to the dormitory to rest. When she had the courage to climb out of the side wall of the side door, she took a taxi to the cherry blossom platform of Qinan University, where Xiao Huanting was already standing.

Seeing Song Jingyu coming, she smiled and said, "Sister is so good! Sister folds a cherry blossom for you." ”

Song Jingyu likes flowers, and immediately smiled sweetly, watching her stand on tiptoe and reach for the flower branches.

As a result, for some reason, Xiao Huanting tilted her body and plunged directly towards the Luoying Pond next to the cherry blossom platform. Before Song Jingyu could react, there was a plop behind him, and a person also fell.

A few minutes later, Song Lan walked up holding Xiao Huanting, who was choking.

Xiao Huanting leaned on Song Lan's shoulder, her water-soaked hair clinging to her face, looking extremely pitiful. Song Jingyu was frightened, and just took a half step forward to ask her how she was, but when she met Song Lan's eyes that almost breathed fire, she subconsciously retreated.

"My family pays for you to study, and you dare to skip class and run out to cause trouble?"

Song Jingyu opened her mouth and muttered, "I'm not causing trouble, it's my sister she-"

Xiao Huanting coughed twice, and her voice was weak: "Don't blame my sister, my sister didn't push me, yes, it was Huanting herself who was careless, and she just thought that her sister liked cherry blossoms...... It's me who is so stupid......"

The strong smell of tea pervades the air.

Song Lan glared at Song Jingyu and reprimanded: "Song Jingyu, Huanting is usually so good to you, and you still push her?"

Song Jingyu: "I-"

Song Lan gritted his teeth and interrupted: "Don't explain! Fortunately, I'm here today, if I don't come, what if Wan Ting drowns?!" Holding Xiao Huanting and turning away.

That night, seventeen-year-old Song Jingyu stood in the evening breeze for a long time.

Since then, I have been disgusted with the smell of cherry blossoms.