Today, when she came face to face with Guan Qiyou again, her heartstrings were touched again. She really wanted to talk to him, even if it was only for a few minutes! Whether he wanted to believe her or not, she wanted to
Tell him that she had no choice but to leave him. Despite this, she still felt apologetic to him, but she didn't want him to hate her forever. She didn't expect his forgiveness. She just wanted to understand with him.
Even if she doesn't understand what she means, she won't blame him at all.
Guan Qiyou will never know the worry, shock and surprise in Jiang Yumei's heart when she walked out of the corner of the corridor and saw him walking towards his room from the direction of Xuewei's room. She felt deeply
Inhaling, she clenched her fists tightly, fearing that if she couldn't help it, she would ask him. Because she was not sure, she just saw him walking over there, but everything was just his imagination.
If it was just her random thoughts, wouldn't it be ridiculous? What's more, she didn't believe that was possible. Jiang Yumei was extremely conflicted. On the one hand, she believed in her intuition, but on the other hand, she doubted her conjecture, and she was confused for a moment.
Like hemp.
Just now, she was rejected by Guan Qiyou, which was almost ruthless. She felt that if she didn't seek verification, she would go crazy.
Turning around and looking in the direction of Xuewei's room, she hesitated and finally walked over.
When she knocked on the door of Xuewei's room, Xuewei had already restored the room to its original state. The bed and quilt were in order, and the clothes were neatly worn and buttoned meticulously, as if nothing had happened.
"Sister...sister..." Xuewei suppressed her inner nervousness. Although she restored the room to its original state in the shortest time, she still couldn't help but feel nervous when Jiang Yumei appeared.
Jiang Yumei looked at Xuewei, and felt that her cheeks were slightly red, and her eyes seemed to be flickering, as if...she was avoiding something from her! This made Jiang Yumei even more confused.
"Xuewei, can I come in?" Jiang Yumei asked tentatively.
"Ah? Oh, sister... please come in..." Xuewei lowered her head to hide her nervousness, for fear of letting Jiang Xuewei see something.
"Yeah." Jiang Yumei took a deep look at Xuewei and walked in in a flash.
The moment she walked into the room, Jiang Yumei's heart sank to the bottom again. It seemed that everything was not her suspicion, and that possibility seemed to be the truth. Because she could clearly smell a hint of a familiar smell in the air.
She could never forget this smell. She had been in the arms of someone who had this smell. The feeling of being pampered by him. As long as she thought about it, she would be greedy and heartbroken. How could she forget it?
Woolen cloth?
"Xuewei, when did you start using perfume? The smell seems to be very special!" Jiang Yumei walked to the window and suddenly turned around, looking straight at Xuewei's face, her voice sounded very cold.
light.
Suddenly, Xuewei's heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand. The tight feeling made it difficult for her to breathe. She clenched her fist tightly, and she could feel it in her hand.
A piece of wet.
"Xuewei, what's wrong with you? Did you hear what I said?" Jiang Yumei watched her reaction for a moment, her heart slowly sinking.