Xiaoyue's injury was nothing serious, but she was unwilling to say something to Lin Fan since she woke up.
Maybe it was guilty, after all, I did the thing to betray my friends.
Lin Fan called Jiang Muming countless times to send text messages, but for three days, he didn't reply at all.
Lin Fan was anxious. He must have really hated him, otherwise how could he not even tell the address of his hospitalization?
She is unsteady when working in a coffee shop. On the one hand, she is worried about An Luoming, and on the other hand, she misses her coldly.
Shen Xingchen also had no news, and Xiaoyue and he could never go back to the past after that incident.
She felt life was in a mess.
Now she just wants to throw herself into her mother's arms and cry, but she can't cry, nor can she cry.
From childhood to adulthood, the only thing she couldn't do was to express her helplessness and pain in front of her mother. She didn't want to see her mother's tears.
Beimubing still comes every day, drinking a cup of pure milk and a piece of cake, and staying until the night.
What surprised Lin Fan was that he was no longer wearing white, but began to wear some normal clothes.
Even mobile phones and laptops are no longer pure white, but they still use white as the main theme.
This reminded her of An Luoming, who was always dressed in black. Are these two people going to hell to apply for Black and White Impermanence?
That afternoon, Beimubing still sat in that fixed position at 3:30 on time.
Lin Fan finally sorted out his emotions today and mustered up the courage to walk over.