In the room next door, a table lamp was on.
After taking a shower, ning su entered the room and saw ning Qing sitting at the desk.
"Qing 'er, why don't you get on the bed?" she asked softly after she closed the door.
Ning Qing pressed the diary under her hand, as if she had entered a trance.
Ning su walked over and found her in a daze. She had already seen her write in the diary several times.
Ning su stuck his head out. writing in your diary again? "
Ning Qing woke up with a start, her eyes wet. sister Zhenzhen.
"What?"
Ning Qing tilted her head. nothing.
Ning su loosened the hairband and sat on the edge of the bed with her long hair hanging down. what's wrong? do you have something on your mind? "
: It's raining outside: : Ning Qing's brows furrowed. She bit her lip and said:
Ning su took a look at the glass window. Mottled water dripped on the window like human tears.
She nodded and said, " I know.
