Ji Shaoyou looked up and saw that it was his senior sister.
She smiled very kindly and said, "It seems like you are the one who likes him the most."
There was mist in Ji Shaoyou's raised eyes, and she said, I always have.
She hugged her waist and said, I regret it. If I had known that this day would come and that I would be separated from him, I would definitely be good to him, do my best to be good to him, and let him know that I
I like him. I like him to death.
The senior sister patted him on the shoulder and said, I know, I know everything.
She hugged her waist tightly, her thin clothes soaked with tears. She said, senior sister, you don’t know, you don’t know that I like him so much. I registered seven numbers in his post bar.
I know all his likes and dislikes, we were together in elementary school...
The senior sister touched her face, but you never told everyone that you like him, right?
Yes, yes, yes, no, no, no.
Senior sister smiled, I said, I have never seen you before, my memory has always been very good.
But, I regret it, regret it, he is leaving now, and I am afraid that I will never see him again.
The senior sister smiled, no, he is here, always.
Her finger pointed at her heart.
--------Screen switch back-------
Ji Shaoyou was in the bathroom. After crying enough, he stopped reminiscing. Recalling the love he had when he was young, he still felt a little bitter in his heart. This senseless crying should be over.
Suddenly there was a loud noise at the door.
Ji Shaoyou rushed out of the bathroom and saw the four people of Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter standing at the door. Against the light, there was a tall man standing at the door.
Ji Shaoyou saw his face clearly. He was tall and handsome, and his movements were domineering. He looked to be over thirty.
Haruyu Nan and Xia Junlin looked at each other.
The man narrowed his eyes and said, "When will you two go home?"
Xia Junlin's face returned to the domineering look it had when Ji Shaoyou first met him. It's just that Ji Shaoyou saw through the emotions in his eyes...love, admiration, nostalgia, and...hate.
The corners of Chun Yunan's mouth were slightly raised, like the sunshine in March, but the words coming out of his mouth were cruel and terrifying. He said, "My family was already disillusioned when my father passed away."
========= Well, please leave a message. Let’s communicate with me. (┬＿┬)↘ I’ve been lighthearted for so long, so here’s something sad...