Leng Xuan felt a little sad when he heard Xiaoyun's words. Although he was rich now, he could help Xiaoyun live a good life with just a small change, but he also deeply understood Xiaoyun's character. If he did that, he would probably still be in trouble.
It would be regarded as charity by her. He smiled bitterly in his heart, nodded and said: "It's not easy for you to think like this. People nowadays are accustomed to putting enjoyment first."
After saying that, he looked at the time and continued: "You clean up at home in the morning, and we will go out to have lunch together later, and then go to school in the afternoon." Xiaoyun smiled and said: "No need to go out to eat, I will go there later.
Buy some food and cook it at home." Leng Xuan responded: "That's fine, your cooking skills are so good, I want to eat your cooking every day." After hearing this, Xiaoyun's face was filled with tears.
With a smile, she nodded and said: "If you like, you can come to my place often. Anyway, it's not inconvenient for me to be at home alone. Okay, you sit here for a while, I'll go out to buy some food and I'll be back soon."
"After saying that, she picked up a small cloth bag and hurriedly walked out of the door. Leng Xuan sat alone in the living room, picked up the remote control out of boredom, and turned on the TV. However, he soon discovered that the TV had no signal.
Every channel was filled with pictures of snowflakes. He couldn't help but smile bitterly. Xiaoyun seemed to be too frugal, and she couldn't even bear to turn on satellite TV.
At that moment, he simply stood up and started walking around the room. However, the living room was too small, and it would only take a few steps to reach the end. At this time, he walked to the door of Xiaoyun's bedroom.
The door was always closed. Although Leng Xuan had been here once or twice, he had never entered this room. Unable to resist curiosity, Leng Xuan gently held the lock and twisted it, then pushed open the door to the bedroom.
Door. Xiaoyun's bedroom is not big, only about ten square meters. The furnishings inside are very simple. Outside a single bed, there is a desk and a vertical bookcase. The bookcase is densely packed with books, and
The outer cover of each book is protected. It can be seen from this that Xiaoyun is a girl who cherishes books very much. When she walked to the desk, she saw several books and a thick notebook placed on it.
Leng Xuan then opened the notebook and found that there were four very delicate words written at the beginning: "Mood Diary". He couldn't help but smile. It was quite rare for girls to write such things nowadays. However, since this is
He really couldn't keep reading about other girls' secrets. However, he was so curious that he couldn't help it. Moreover, he wanted to know what kind of psychological world a girl like Xiaoyun had?
Leng Xuan glanced outside the bedroom like a thief. Seeing that Xiaoyun hadn't come back yet, Leng Xuan turned back a few pages of his notebook. He saw a date marked at the top, and behind the date, there was a note,
He wrote down how he felt that day. Leng Xuan then read down and wrote: "Today is the twenty-one day that Leng Xuan and I have known each other. I don't know why, but every time I see him, I feel like
I was a little nervous. After delivering dinner to Miss Ling in the evening, it rained heavily. Miss Ling asked me to stay and told me not to leave, but I refused because I didn’t want to stay there. As soon as I walked into the villa, I
I felt very blocked in my heart, as if a big stone had been pressed against me."