He Chaoran slowly sat up from the ground, rubbed some messy hair, and a smile hung around his mouth.
How could he think he was bent by Ke Jingheng? Mingming, girls are cute! Or is it lanfeifei cute?
But then again, his good friend Ke Jingheng... It seems that he hasn't come to him for several days. Isn't something wrong?
Thinking of this, he took out his mobile phone and called Ke Jingheng.
After a long time, no one answered the phone. Just as he was about to hang up, Ke Jingheng's low voice came from the receiver.
It sounds like he's not in high spirits - of course, he hasn't been in high spirits for a while.
"Hey, Ke Jingheng... I thought you were dead. I didn't expect you to be alive!" He Chaoran picked up the clothes on the ground one by one and joked.
"Yes, I really let you down. I'm not dead yet..." Ke Jingheng said angrily, "come on, what can I do for you!"
"I can't find you if I have nothing to do? People miss you..." he Chaoran continued. Anyway, he's sure he's a straight man with capital letters now, so these jokes are casual.
"Get to the point!" Ke Jingheng impatiently changed his hand to hold the mobile phone and rubbed his temples.
"The point is... Won't you join me in the competition in a few days?" He Chaoran registered the last dress and pushed the mobile hanger to the corner. "Still not a good friend? You've never been to my game... People are so sad."
"What day?" Ke Jingheng asked faintly.
"Next Tuesday!"
"Yes..." Ke Jingheng looked at the calendar on his mobile phone and frowned slightly.
He is... The plane at 2 a.m. next Wednesday. After watching the last game of he Chaoran, he can leave.
"What? What is' yes'? It sounds far fetched." He Chaoran complained with some dissatisfaction, "I don't care. You promised me to come!"
"I see." Ke Jingheng hung up the phone and looked out the window at the dense bamboo forest.
Among the lush leaves, a corner of a small European style house is exposed. And she is in a small villa not far from him
Forget it, there's only half a month left. Soon she won't be upset about his presence.
I don't know what she is doing now... Is she with Li minhao?
Thinking of this, he sighed helplessly and lay back in bed like a puppet. Pulling aside the quilt, he covered his head inside.
At this time, Luo Xiaomei is not at home, but... In Li minhao's room. After talking to Luo Yujun that night, she thought for a long time.
Finally, she decided to tell Li minhao how she felt now. Although she is still a little confused about Ke Jingheng's feelings, she knows very well that she has completely lost the previous heartbeat feeling for Li minhao.
Li minhao was reading in the room. Seeing that she came to find herself on her own initiative, a trace of joy flashed in her deep eyes: "raspberry, you... Why are you here?"
They haven't spoken for several days since they parted unhappily on the school playground that night. Is it... She finally figured it out and wanted to find herself?
While he was still ecstatic, he heard Luo Xiaomei's low voice ringing in his ear: "minhao, I think we should have a good talk..."