[69 Book Bar - www.] Xiyue walked out of the campus and strolled slowly down the street. Her calm smile now had a hint of coldness that could repel people thousands of miles away.
Looking at the largest cherry blossom tree on the street, Xiyue slowly stopped and her slender figure slowly leaned against the big tree.
In my mind, I couldn't help but think of that handsome young man with that handsome face. He said that he would always believe in her, always believe in her...
Thinking of the mobile phone that the boy had just bought recently, a softness flashed in the girl's charming purple eyes. The boy said it was for easy contact. Although he said it so casually, the girl's cold heart finally felt a little warm.
I picked up the phone and dialed the number I had just written down. Soon a tugging voice came from the other side of the phone, "Xiaoyue?"
"Ryoma, can you come here now?" Tian Lai's voice sounded slowly.
Listening to the slightly helpless voice on the phone, the calmness in the amber eyes was quickly replaced by, "Tell me, where are you?"
"It's on Sakura Street not far from Hyotei."
After hanging up the phone, Xiyue shook her head slightly. Now, is he the only one willing to believe her? What a sad thing!
Waiting there quietly, watching the cherry blossom petals falling in the wind, he slowly stretched out his white and slender hand.
Ryoma hurriedly got out of the car, looking around for the beautiful girl with his amber eyes. Looking at the cold aura that the girl naturally exuded, his heart was shaken. What on earth happened?
He raised his head slightly, and the eager and panicked young man was reflected in his charming purple eyes. He tried his best to gradually fade away the coldness in his purple eyes.
"Xiaoyue, what's wrong with you?" The boy's unique tugging voice was full of urgency and worry at this time.
Wei Wei stepped forward and hugged the boy who was panting slightly.
The boy was stunned for a moment, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated unexpectedly, his hands gradually attached to the girl's back, patting her gently, and the tugging sound became extremely soft at this time, "Tell me, what's wrong?"
When the girl heard the boy's soft but worried voice, she couldn't help but tighten her arms. The heavenly voice sounded like a helpless little girl, "Ryoma, I'm so cold.
"Longma, do you know? My heart is so cold.
The boy was stunned for a moment, then he patted the girl's hand and hugged her tightly. He said softly in a tugging voice: "It's cold, just hold me tight!"
