Ying Xi spoke seriously.

Song Qianhe knew very well that she was not sending him off, dealing with him, or saying such words on purpose, trying to retreat.

She said it was her sincerity.

After all, he is not brave enough.

It should have been expressed when no one else appeared.

It's too late now.

Friendship seems to be too deeply rooted.

Ying Xi doesn't need Song Qianhe to make a firm choice for her in terms of relationships between men and women.

Because, he had long regarded him as a friend who would not abandon her.

Song Qianhe retracted his hand little by little, like slow motion. The small box containing the necklace was hidden under his jacket sleeve, and he could no longer see his appearance.

The tall figure looks particularly lonely.

Ying Xi sighed in her heart.

Although... although she despicablely wanted to continue to be friends with Song Qianhe.

But I can't do it anymore.

At least for a long time, we will inevitably move towards alienation.

On the night she decided to break up with Xie Caizhou, she squatted under a tree on Yan'an Road, cried for a long time, and completed a breakup.

Change to Song Qianhe.

It’s not that I want to cry, it’s that I feel endlessly uncomfortable.

There are even a lot of apology.

She gained a lot from Song Qianhe and Ding Zhiming.

For example, friendships in Girls’ Generation, various care, such as lack of self-identity for many years, etc.

In the end, I couldn't give back to Song Qianhe.

...

The night is getting deeper.

The snow is getting heavier and heavier.

It is a good sign that auspicious snow indicates a good harvest.

The two of them still stopped in place, motionless. Song Qianhe did not leave, so Ying Xi naturally couldn't say anything, so she just stood quietly.

I don't know how long I've been silent.

Song Qianhe finally laughed and said again: "Xibei, are you planning to freeze here with me to death? It's quite romantic."

The tone was like a little joke, which was very rare for a boy with a cold personality.

What's the saying online?

Frost and snow fall on your head.

It's also considered a long-term life.

Ying Xi also laughed, "It's okay, I'm not cold."

Song Qianhe stopped smiling, pursed his lips, lowered his voice, and asked, "...Can we continue to be friends?"

"Not for now."

Ying Xi sighed softly, wandering, snatching the loss and helplessness in his eyes, "Or it would be like I'm a little bitchy."

"When is it temporary?"

"When you treat me as Ding Zhiming 2.0."

"...Where is Xie Caizhou?"

Ying Xi pinched his fingertips and replied slowly: "Song Qianhe, I have applied for the next semester to go abroad for exchanges. One semester is still one academic year to see the arrangements, but I will definitely leave. Xie Caizhou has stopped bothering me now. When I leave for more than half a year, he will probably forget the character like me immediately."

What was it?

Ying Xi didn't think there was anything special about her, and she could make Xie Caizhou obsessed with it like that.

Even if there is really something, it cannot stop the time and distance from scratch.

"...Anyway, you said you wanted to help before, thank you very much."

She added softly.

Very polite, even a little alienated.

At this point, Song Qianhe didn't say much.

He just nodded his head and said calmly: "Go back to the dormitory, it's cold."

Ying Xi raised her eyes, "Then you..."

Song Qianhe: "I'll see you go. It's snowing, be careful to slip... Xibei, Merry Christmas."

...

When Ying Xi's figure gradually disappeared at the end of this road.

Song Qianhe straightened his back and his eyes fixed on the shadows in the corner.

The sound was as cold as ice and snow.

"Have you heard enough?"

The snowfall time is still short, and there is no snow on the ground, but there is already water accumulation on the uneven path outside the female bedroom.

Ying Xi narrowed her eyes and stepped over the small puddle.

Be careful in movement.

Before I knew it, my body was covered with snowflakes.

When she stepped into the dormitory building, her hair was already a little wet and her coat was also swelling.

Her fair cheeks were frozen to the point where a hint of red color appeared.

Walk upstairs.

The dormitory door was closed, and there was no sound inside, only a trace of light came out from the crack of the door.

Ying Xi didn't think much, but reached out and pushed open the door.

The other three have all returned.

Hearing the movement, he looked up and looked in her direction.

Moreover, the expressions are different and colorful.

Ying Xi: "?"

After a long silence.

After all, Zhou Wei was so arrogant that she couldn't hold back her words and started yelling: "Xixi, what's going on with Song Qianhe?"

Ying Xi's expression was shaking.

Fingers tightened.

"What's wrong with Song Qianhe?"

Zhou Wei: "What did he just go and say to you? Did he also say to Lingling? Lingling she..."

"Zhou Wei!"

Yang Peiling suddenly stood up, shouted her name, and interrupted her.

Caught off guard.

Zhou Wei was startled and her conditioned reflex shrank her neck.

“Zero…”

Yang Peiling pulled Zhou Wei behind him, took a step forward, and faced Ying Xi, and had a look in touch.

The two are a little different in height, but not much.

One was wearing low-heeled boots, and the other flat slippers were about the same as the head-up angle.

Suddenly, there was a little sparks splashing around.

Ying Xi could probably guess what was going on. I guess Song Qianhe and Yang Peiling said something, so she asked her to come to her to explain it clearly.

She didn't want to suffer this grievance, so she spoke directly: "Lingling, are you just talking about it here?"

Hearing words.

Yang Peiling snorted and laughed.
To be continued...