Second Hand Love Letter

empty.

Some people said that just now, their cheeks were cold.

Some people say that all the time, but the hands are hot.

Shi Ran watched Song Yi's performance with a cold expression, took a half step back to the side with a blank expression, distanced himself from Song Yi again, and stretched out his hand: "Give me the bracelet."

Song Yi's hand was empty, and the expression on her face collapsed for a moment, but quickly recovered.

Shi Ran retreated, and she went in, her voice as sweet as a spoiled child: "Didn't I say that you will come to my birthday party, so I can give it back to you? You didn't even enter my door, and you didn't even have a cake, Why did you even attend my banquet?"

"You said that you came alone, and you are not familiar with this place. I have to take you with me. By the way, I will introduce to you a few elders from our family who came here today, all of them are meticulous painters."

After saying that, Song Yi took a step towards Shi Ran, stretched out her arm to Shi Ran, and motioned Shi Ran to hold her.

She made a huge network, and calculated that Yi Shiran's interpersonal relationship would definitely be alone here, and she would definitely have to rely on herself. As long as I show caring about her today and think about her in everything, she will come back when she is moved.

Song Yi believes that no one can easily bypass the seven-year relationship.

But she forgot that she was the exception.

Shi Ran will too.

The winter breeze blew across the lake in Shi Ran's sight, causing ripples on the stagnant lake.

In the midst of the sparkling waves, Shi Ran noticed that Chen Ruoyu, who had already parked the car, was walking towards him.

like a savior.

Shi Ran whispered "I'm sorry" in his heart, and walked to Chen Ruoyu calmly.

Those fox-like eyes reflected the bright and splendid light on the lake, and were slightly curved in Chen Ruoyu's sight, as if they were sandwiched between many summer stamens of honey.

Shi Ran took Chen Ruoyu's arm in front of Song Yi like this, her red lips raised an ambiguous smile, her voice sounded three points sweeter than Song Yi's: "Why did you stop for so long, let's Come in, it's cold outside."