Jingli slept very badly that night.

In fact, after returning to Tongcheng, her sleep has not been very good, and she was particularly bad that night.

In just a few hours, she always slept and woke up. She seemed to have had many dreams in a daze. Many messy things were stuffed into her mind, all of which were entangled together, without any clues, which made her mind almost blown up.

At just dawn, Jing Li couldn't help but lift the quilt and get up, sat on the bed for a while, took his cell phone, and originally wanted to call Brother Xixi, but who knew that as soon as he opened WeChat, he saw Huo Qiran's avatar.

The latest sentence is still on the question she did not reply to last night.

Jing Li deliberately ignored that sentence and directly called Xixi to video.

After playing a video for nearly an hour, Xixi reluctantly died. Jing Li got up, washed up briefly, and then prepared to go downstairs to have breakfast.

She grabbed her hair casually, wrapped her thin coat and went downstairs.

It was still early and there were not many guests in the hotel. She was in a bad mood and leaned against the elevator with her head hanging down. She almost only supported herself by willpower to look up when the elevator door opened. After seeing that she arrived at the restaurant, she had difficulty getting up and followed the familiar route to the restaurant.

She and Stewart stayed in the hotel for several days. The hotel staff already knew them, so the waiter at the door did not swipe the room card after seeing her, and directly smiled and signaled her to "please come in".

Jing Li was about to enter the door when suddenly he heard a strange, rough voice coming from behind: "Jing Li."

In a daze, she felt that she had heard it wrong. After all, no one in this hotel would call her that, but the next moment, she saw the waiter in front of her slightly surprised, looked at her, then looked behind her, and then looked at her again.

This was almost revealing something. Jing Li turned around in surprise. When he saw the person standing behind him, he almost stood there.

Huo Qiran stood at the elevator entrance where she had just walked out, his eyes fell quietly and focused on her, as if he had been standing there for a long time, for a long time...

Jingli's breathing suddenly tensed.

Reason told her that this was not a dream, and the waiter's reaction and his voice all explained this.

But, if it weren't for a dream, why would he appear here?

He gradually approached, and Jing Li finally tried to make a smile, "Hey, can you make a sound?"

Huo Qiran stood in front of her and nodded slowly, "Well. The sound is just a bit ugly... like when I was a child, I just started to sound."

"Not that." Jing Li couldn't help but chuckle, "It's quite unique."

After hearing this, Huo Qiran just looked at her with a smile, without any mind being teased by her.

However, Jing Li suddenly realized that such a teasing was not suitable, so he suddenly smiled, pursed his lips and said, "Why are you here?"

While saying this, she subconsciously looked at the clock hanging on the hotel wall, and it was only 7:30.

At this time on Sunday, probably many people are still lying in bed and sleeping.

"Come to find you." Huo Qiran said.

Jing Li smiled slightly at the corner of her lips, and then said, "Is there anything wrong with me?"

"Yeah." Huo Qiran responded and said, "There is a question. I asked three times but didn't get the answer, so I think this time, I should get the answer anyway."

Hearing his answer, Jing Li was stunned at first, reacted for a moment, but couldn't help laughing out loud. Then he stepped forward and pulled him, saying, "Stop messing with you, I'll treat you to breakfast."

Jingli gave up the hotel's buffet breakfast and instead pulled Huo Qiran into another all-weather restaurant in the hotel.

She handed the menu in front of Huo Qiran and asked him to order the order. Huo Qiran cooperated with the place to order the same set meal as her, and then she just looked at her quietly, as if waiting for something.

Jing Li picked up the hot water in front of him and took a sip, then asked him again, "You can say now, what are you doing here? You shouldn't have slept here last night so early in the morning, right?"

"No." Huo Qiran replied, "I slept at home last night, but I didn't sleep well. I woke up at around 5 o'clock in the morning. I saw that you had not replied to me yet, and I was afraid of disturbing your rest, so I thought, I might as well come here to wait. You must have breakfast. By then, no matter whether you reply or not, I should get the answer."

"Are you still making trouble?" Jing Li choked, then said, "It's okay if you don't say it. Just pretend I haven't asked, okay?"

"I'm serious," said Huo Qiran.

Jing Li choked again and raised his eyes to look at him.

"I really want to know the answer." Huo Qiran said, "I really want to know what the relationship between brayden and you, I really want to know whether you are ordinary friends or people who are special to each other. If it is the latter, then are you in ambiguous period or are developing; I also want to know whether you like him, if you do, how much you will like him, and if you like others, there is no chance..."

He said narratedly, and Jingli seemed to finally realize little by little that he was not joking.

He was never a joke on such things, she knew this very early.

But what she didn't know was why he wanted to know the answers to these questions.

"Are these answers important?" Jing Li whispered, "If you ask again and again, you are not afraid of me being misunderstood-"

"No misunderstanding." Huo Qiran interrupted her directly, "The reason why I want to know the answer is that I want to know... if I still have a chance."

Jingli's breathing became tense little by little.

This scene is so much like a dream. Even though she almost fell into the thumb in her palm, she clearly told her that it was not a dream, there were still too many unreasonable aspects in the middle.

She used to like him very much, like him very much, like him once, once, again...

She knew what it felt like to like someone. No matter how hard she tried or how she wanted to let everything go, as long as she still liked it, it would be futile.

She used to be futile for a long time.

Until now, I originally thought that time had diluted a lot of things, but after seeing him again and being friends with him again, the futile feeling suddenly came back again.

Every expression and movement of his words, every word, and every word he said was infinitely enlarged in her mind, and full of all her senses and consciousness, and could not be removed.
Chapter completed!