"Mu Lin, have you really not considered it at all?" Ye Xiwen suddenly asked again, "After this is over, take her home."
Take her home?
Subconsciously, Mu Lin looked towards Ruirui, and Ruirui, seeing that Mu Lin was looking at her, immediately waved at her happily, her smile gradually returning to its brilliance.
His eyelids drooped slightly, as if deep in thought; perhaps.
"Look, she really likes you a lot." Ye Xiwen looked at Mu Lin, not noticing his contemplation, but the corners of her mouth lifted slightly, "Mu Lin, there's something about you that makes people want to be near you, even when you push them a thousand miles away." Just like they were in the beginning.
Back then, Mu Lin was really cold, so cold that you were nothing in her eyes; to her, it was as if she never cared about anything.
They all had that feeling back then.
But later, when she placed them in the position of friends, even comrades, it became the luckiest thing in their lives.
