Ling Fei smiled sweetly, and confusion began to appear in her eyes: "I thought you had good arrangements. If that was the case, you must take me with you."
Ling Wu took a deep breath, suppressed the emotion in her heart that she shouldn't have, and said coldly: "Even if I have a good place to go, I won't take you with me."
Staring into Ling Fei's eyes, Ling Wu spoke out word for word in a cold and unpopular tone; "Don't forget, we are just partners, not sisters, let alone friends."
After saying the last sentence, she suddenly laughed sarcastically: "So, you don't have to expect me to do anything to you, because even if you die, I won't feel uncomfortable at all, just like if I die to you
It won’t feel uncomfortable either.”
Ling Fei stared at Ling Wu's eyes for a long time, then suddenly smiled sweetly: "Yes, we are just partners."
After she finished speaking, she stood up and walked to the window and pushed open the window leaves. She looked at the branches outside that had been blown away by the harsh north wind in early winter with only a few yellow leaves left, and murmured in her mouth: "I
What I like most is this kind of desolate season.”
Her eye circles suddenly turned red, but her tone of voice was still cold: "Times like this will remind me that life is ruthless."
Ling Wu raised her eyebrows. She was also looking in the direction of the window, but her eyes were looking at Ling Fei's thin back. She was about to say something, but she sighed secretly and then paused.
After a while, he saw Ling Fei still standing still, and finally chuckled: "How long will it take until the youngest one turns fifteen?"
"There's still more than half a month!" Ling Fei narrowed his eyes suddenly and sighed leisurely: "On the winter solstice, many people who shouldn't exist will die."
Ling Wu closed her eyes and smiled faintly: "If you can still survive after the winter solstice, and if I can also survive, maybe I will live with you in the future."
Ling Fei's body stiffened for a moment, her eyes suddenly lit up, and the corners of her mouth began to curl up slightly, but she still said coldly: "It depends on whether I am happy or not."