Huang qingdie was sitting on the sofa in a daze.
Her mother was saying happily,"little butterfly, do you know how your sister and her boyfriend got together? I'm very curious. I feel like I've returned to my younger days. At that time, your father and I ..."
Huang qingdie listened to her mother's words, but she actually couldn't take them in.
All she could think of was Ying Qianxi. Sometimes, one's feelings and thoughts couldn't be controlled. When she thought of someone, she really did.
Her heart felt terrible.
Huang qingdie did not know that Ying Qianxi had seen her at that moment.
After they entered the library, the outside was locked down. Ying Qianxi went straight to the third floor of the library. From upstairs, she could see the view of the campus.
He stood by the window and looked at Huang qingdie. He watched her bend down and drag her suitcase out step by step.
