Time seemed to be frozen, the two people looked at each other like this, it seemed that they were the only ones in the world. They were the only ones left...
Everything has become so quiet... so quiet...
Suddenly, the sound of a door opening and the sound of hurried footsteps brought the two of them back to the real world. They saw Xiu Shengfeng running anxiously in front of Jiumei Luolan.
"Come with me!"
Jiumei Luolan stared in confusion and tilted her head, unable to guess the purpose of cultivating the holy wind.
"When you set questions for me, you always give me a chance to implement the answers." Xiu Shengfeng grabbed Jiumei Luolan's wrist.
"..." Facing the answer Xiu Shengfeng gave her, Jiumei Luolan was stunned. She didn't know how to refute, and she couldn't find any reason not to follow him... maybe... maybe in her heart, in fact,
…
"Lanlan, go!" Xia Zhichun got behind Lanlan from beside Yan Lingxi at this time, and poked Lanlan's back with his elbow.
After receiving Zhichun's hint, Jiumei Luolan couldn't help but take the first step.
Inadvertently, a faint smile seemed to appear on the corner of Xiu Shengfeng's mouth, but this smile was quickly frozen by the cold mask.
Following his footsteps, he took her running.
In the classroom, Xia Zhichun held his chin in his hands and looked at the door: "Hey" with a sad look on his face╮(╯_╰)╭
"Hey~~~" sighed again.
She sighed, which made Yan Lingxi very depressed. She was standing next to the desk. She couldn't sit, stand, speak, or move. Why was she sighing inexplicably when she was holding a cute angel like an elf?
Puzzled, he fell completely into the abyss of depression.
"Hey~~~~~~~~" His lips were already pursed and his cheeks were bulging.
No matter how discerning you are, you can't tell what kind of drama Xia Zhichun is going to play, let alone someone like Yan Lingxi who has fallen deeply into Zhichun's circle.
"What's wrong with you?" In desperation, desperation, and unable to hold back, Yan Lingxi still opened his mouth and asked the question in his heart.
He glanced sideways at Yan Lingxi, shook his head, and was about to sigh.
Suddenly, a pair of big hands covered her red lips. A magnetic male voice sounded in Zhichun's ears: "Did you know? Women who sigh tend to grow old."
"Uh huh..." No sound came out from the covered lips, and the sound could only swirl in the throat.
He raised his small hand, moved away Yan Lingxi's big hand, bent down and exhaled a few breaths: "Get older...get older." He breathed a few more breaths: "Will I develop crow's feet, wrinkles, freckles, and chloasma?"
"certainly!"
"I really want to see myself old."
"Are you so different from your appearance?" The strings in his heart were pulsating at her words. He had always thought that she was a special woman, and today once again proved everything, she was the only special woman in his life.
"Appearance? Do you like it? Life is in a hurry. It is just a dream, life, and I just want to walk around in a leisurely way. That's enough. Appearance? It's just a piece of human skin! There is nothing special about it, because everyone
All of them." Xia Zhichun's voice became serious, because from the beginning to the end, she had viewed her appearance this way. But she didn't know if she could really walk to the end of her life in a carefree manner.
Listening to your words is worth ten years of reading!
Every word she spoke made him, who was addicted, sink deeply again.
"Ah!" Suddenly, her beauty turned pale, and Xia Zhichun looked dazed, squeezing the doll in her left hand. "I forgot... I really want to follow Lanlan and Xiu Shengfeng! I want to see what's going on in Xiu Shengfeng's gourd.
What kind of medicine did you sell that can make Lanlan smile? I don’t know if it’s too late to chase after her now!”