Everyone who had visited her in the past two days had arrived, including Yuan Che, Mu Hanbing, and Ling Jueran, but Lan Xichen was the only one who was not there.
Smiling bitterly, Bai Xiaomeng, you idiot, what are you still expecting?
Before I had time to collect my emotions, I was awakened by a regular knock on the door.
He cleared his throat and said, "Come in!"
With tacit approval, the person outside turned the doorknob and walked in with gentle steps.
not him……
Bai Xiaomeng closed her eyes slightly disappointed, then opened them again, she was no longer depressed.
The past, let it fly away!
It was Yuan Che who entered the door. What was strange was that there was no Mu Hanbing behind him. He walked to the bed alone, looking at the pale little face in front of him with complicated eyes. His tone was gentler than ever before, "Why?
Did you do this yourself?"
Bai Xiaomeng lowered her eyes and blinked uneasily. Looking at this face that was somewhat similar to Lan Xichen's, she was about to explain, "I..."
"Shh..." Yuan Che interrupted her, his soft eyes drifted towards her, and his tone was a little firmer, "Xiaomeng, you shouldn't be with him."
he?
who is it?
Lan Xichen?
Bai Xiaomeng moved back and looked out the window in fascination, "Yuan Che, look, summer is about to pass."
Yuan Che stiffened and looked out with her gaze, his eyes a little worried, "Why do you say that?"
Bai Xiaomeng didn't look away, just looked at it, "They say autumn is a sentimental season, but I gave my pain to summer. I thought... I know that autumn must be very beautiful!"
Very beautiful, so beautiful that my memory has never seen him...
Yuan Che, who was sitting by the bed, was stunned for a long time. He seemed to understand the meaning of her words, and there was a kind of conflicting light. Finally he couldn't help but said, "Xiaomeng, you should believe Chen!"