Ryoma was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Xiaocha to speak like this, but the next second, he quickly reacted, "Wearing these clothes?"
Xiaocha's lips twitched and she lowered her head as if...she only cared about what she was wearing and didn't even think about whether it was because of her own actions. She actually...wore a denim skirt...Isn't this a slap in the face?
Ryoma looked at her without saying a word. He had already decided in his heart that she was just here to see him, took her hand and said, "Have you had dinner?"
Xiaocha shook his head
Ryoma sighed helplessly and saw that it was already past seven o'clock, and she hadn't had dinner yet. Did she feel that her body was too healthy and wanted to go to the hospital for a checkup? He thought in his mind, La
I came to my room with a cup of tea.
Xiaocha walked to the bed and sat down. After she lay down unceremoniously, her eyes widened. She did all this naturally as if this was her home and this was her room, just like before she lost her memory.
Does this happen often? At that time, she must have liked this boy very much!
"What do you want to eat?" he asked. He had become accustomed to her behavior three years ago.
Xiaocha thought for a while, "As long as I can eat enough, that's all."
Ryoma left the room, and Xiaocha sat up directly. He walked to Ryoma's desk and saw a beige notebook. She was very concerned about things with the same color as her hair. She picked up the notebook and thought