In the end, Yu Mo couldn't bear to see Youmi busy there for most of the day, but when she went there, she was in vain. So Yu Mo said softly: "Miss, the young master has come back."
"What did you say?" Youmi narrowed her eyes and was confused. She didn't really hear Yu Mo's words.
Seeing Youmi's expression, Yu Mo thought she knew something and didn't dare to guess what would happen next. Her eyes were a little dodgey, so she lowered her head and said again: "The young master is back."
Come back? Brother Tianqi is back?
"How did you know? Did you just see Brother Tianqi? It turns out that Brother Tianqi wanted to give me a surprise!" The joyful look on Yumi's face now replaced her previous doubts. She didn't think too much, and she didn't think too much about it.
She didn't really think about how Su Yumo would know about Mu Tianqi's return before she did.
Now that Youmi thought that Mu Tianqi was back, she felt even more happy. She only had to wait a while to see her longing for brother Tianqi.
Youmi chose a dark blue dress and paired it with a white belt. After putting it on, she looked in front of the mirror for a long time. When she was satisfied, she left her room and walked quickly to Mu Tianqi's room.
Yumo stayed in Youmi's room to tidy up and clean for her.
Youmi walked to the door, and as a habit, she pressed herself against the door to listen to the sounds inside. It was very quiet inside without any sound.
Yumi opened the door gently, walked on the soft carpet, and walked in lightly.
On the bed, it was Mu Tianqi who was lying on the bed. The moment Youmi saw Mu Tianqi, she felt that her heartbeat was about to stop. The person in front of her now was the person she missed all the time, but he didn't know what she had done for him.
A lot.
Youmi gently sat down by the bed and looked at the sleeping Mu Tianqi with her big eyes without blinking.
Good-looking eyebrows, high nose bridge, perfect proportions, exquisite contours, thin and graceful lips, and silhouettes cast by long eyelashes in the eye sockets...
Youmi stretched out her fingers and slowly touched his cheek. She closed her eyes gently and felt that these were his eyes, this was his nose, and these were his eyebrows. She wanted to imprint everything about him on
In her deepest memory, as long as she closes her eyes in the future, he will appear in front of her so truly.