"Is it you, Brother Tianchen, is it?" Qianyexue looked at the face in front of her that looked exactly like Ao Tianchen, forgetting the teacher's instructions, and was full of expectations.
Looking at him, she breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously and showed a smile she hadn't seen for a long time, a smile that was true and full of sunshine.
"Brother Tianchen, I miss you so much." I miss you so much. He is her sunshine, her hope, and her obsession in pursuing life.
At this moment, Qian Yexue has taken off his usual indifferent disguise and fully revealed his truest, childlike and innocent side in front of the person he mistakenly thought was 'brother Tianchen'.
She completely didn't notice how the man in front of her was looking at her with strange and puzzled eyes.
After a while, he finally said: "Miss, you have recognized the wrong person."
It was a gentle, deep-sounding male voice, with a slight upward pitch at the end, and an aristocratic elegance, as if this scene of mistaken identity was the most common thing, without any interest or surprise at all.
However, this unfamiliar voice made the beauty condensed in Qian Yexue's mind suddenly shatter in the next second. Her expression froze, and she looked at the man in front of her with her bright eyes, slowly and seriously.
He looked at it again and again. Suddenly, his eyes gradually dimmed, and his expression returned to its original deliberate indifference.
"Yes, I recognized the wrong person. You are not him. How could he appear in this world? We are already far, far away." Qian Yexue said to himself with a sudden self-deprecating smile, very cold,
It's also very ironic.
"Piluka~" After losing her hostility towards the man in front of her, Piluka in her arms rubbed her owner, who seemed to be sad, to express her comfort.
After Qianyexue raised her hand and gently touched the little guy in her arms, she stopped looking at the man in front of her, turned around and left without any nostalgia. The slightly lonely little back was gradually buried in the black.
The silver-haired man standing there didn't say a word from beginning to end, his eyes were completely indifferent. When he was about to turn around and leave, he paused in his steps and stepped back with his right foot.
Taking a step forward, he bent down and picked up a golden thread he had just stepped on.
He subconsciously looked back at the empty space where she had disappeared, and then looked at the hair tie in his hand. His thin lips suddenly raised slightly, and he put the hair tie in his hand into his pocket and left.
.He seems to be a little interested in her now.
Which "him" is he? Shu Lian would like to know.
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There will be another update in the evening, and I will update it after Xiaolei comes back to code in the evening.