"Okay, Tang Yating, stop scolding Tong Beibei."

The other two roommates sitting in the corner of the dormitory and studying against the wall seemed to be unable to bear Tang Yating's endless reproach. They put down the paper and pen in their hands and turned around, frowned at her and persuaded her: "You should tell her what exactly is in your box first, so that they can help you find it back, right?"

With his eyebrows and eyes slightly tilted, Tang Yating turned her head to look at the two roommates beside her, pondered for a moment, as if she thought they were right. Now that things have happened, no matter how much they blame Tong Beibei, it will be useless.

"Things inside that paper box..."

Tang Yating was about to speak, but several times before appeared in her mind. Nalan Yunxiao had made fun of his past, so her mind sank and stopped abruptly halfway through the words. Then, in the eyes of the two girls and Tong Beibei, she quickly took out her cell phone and started calling.

"Actually, I'm not sure if it's it. I'll call and ask first."

After Tang Yating finished explaining, she flipped through the phone book that Nalan Yunxiao left her mobile phone number, and then called directly.

"Dou—Dou—"

After a few continuous beeps, the other end of the phone was finally connected. Then, Nalan Yunxiao's familiar and smiling voice came quietly: "Oh, Miss Tang, what wind is blowing that makes you call me on your own initiative?"

"I'm not in the mood to joke with you now. I just want to ask you, what exactly is the one you put in the box and said you want to return me?"

Perhaps because of his anxiety, Tang Yating's words seemed quite awesome, so it fell into Nalan Yunxiao's ears, which made him, who was already a little nervous, suddenly change his expression.

"Of course it's a card issue. I cleaned up the room yesterday and found that - but I, I..."

Nalan Yunxiao's answer seemed quite swaying. His handsome face turned slightly red at this moment, obviously because he was worried that Tang Yating would nag her because he broke her things, so he actually didn't want to tell the truth. But Yunxiao has always rarely lie to his friends, so he was a little hesitant in his heart whether to tell the truth to the latter.

"Okay, I understand, thank you, goodbye."

However, just when Yun Xiao wanted to say something, Tang Yating, who was extremely anxious, did not notice the strangeness in his tone at all. After getting the answer, she chose to hang up her phone directly.

"Hmm? You can't thank me because I changed you a new one, right? Oh, really, why didn't you say it earlier? I was so scared that I thought you wanted-"

When Tang Yating heard that she thanked her for the first time, Yun Xiao immediately frowned and relaxed, and replied happily with a dry smile. However, after talking for a while, he realized that something was wrong with the phone, so he came back to his senses and listened carefully, and finally found that the latter had already hung up.

"Hey, Tang Yating? Witch!"

"Haha, what are you doing? I haven't finished speaking yet. This witch is really rude. When I go back to school, I won't be able to argue with her, hum!"

Nalan Yunxiao, who had no choice but to hang up the phone, looked at the phone she put down with confusion and impatiently, and still couldn't help but ask for a question, then gradually put away his emotions and lay on the large bed in his bedroom.

In the dormitory of Tang Yating's apartment No. 1, a girl in the Public College, she already described the characteristics of her water-blue hairband to Tong Beibei beside her with a serious expression.

Tong Beibei listened quietly, but at the end of Tang Yating's words, her expression of concentration seemed a little hesitant. She couldn't help but feel curious, surprised and puzzled: "Yating, according to what you described, this is just a very ordinary issuing card. Then why..."

"Yes, this hairpin may be very ordinary in your eyes, and it is not even worth more than ten yuan. But it is particularly precious to me, because it was left before my grandmother passed away. On the day my grandmother left, my mother took it off and handed it to me, and it was something I promised to keep it well."

Tong Beibei's questioning was still in a while, before she could finish her confusion, Tang Yating's pretty face suddenly became more and more awe-inspiring. She lowered her voice, then snatched the former's words and explained resolutely.

Tang Yating slightly felt a little lonely, but she still spoke in a powerful way. The atmosphere in the dormitory suddenly became a little heavier in an instant.

After that, the four people in the room seemed to have a tacit understanding and did not speak anymore, as if they were in a silent environment, beginning to spread between this space.

"Sorry, Yating, you know, we were just curious and asked, there was no other meaning..."

"Okay, stop talking."

When Tong Beibei finally couldn't stand the sudden depressing atmosphere in the dormitory, she apologized to Tang Yating with a low voice, but the latter frowned and waved his hand to stop him.

"What you have to do now is not to apologize to me for these useless apology, but to recall where you lost that box. If it really doesn't work, let's go to the school service club to check if any other classmates have picked it up."

"There's all that's all right now. Yating, don't worry, I'll get up early tomorrow morning and continue to look for it. When the class is over in the morning, I'll go to the office of the Social Union to report the loss."

After Tang Yating's suggestion was finished, Tong Beibei had already stood up and walked to the former, with a sincere face, gently tugging at the corner of the latter's clothes. After promising, she still continued to apologize: "I'm sorry, don't be angry anymore, don't worry, I will definitely help you find it back."

She looked at Tong Beibei next to her, who was begging for forgiveness to her. Tang Yating hesitated for a moment, and suddenly thought of what happened to the latter in the evening. She thought that she had been looking for the box she had lost.

Thinking of this, Tang Yating couldn't help but feel soft. Finally, she sighed quietly, stretched out her hand to stroke Tong Beibei's arm, patted her with a bitter smile and comforted: "Okay, I'm not angry, but Beibei, you must be more concerned this time, you must find it for me. That hairpin is really important to me."

"Yeah, yeah, I know, I know."

Seeing that Tang Yating finally felt relieved, she barely squeezed out a smile on her face. Tong Beibei felt relieved and felt less guilty. She nodded as if she was a chicken pecking at rice.

The night was getting darker, and the wet air was swirling with the wind, and it began to gradually condense into dewdrops between the leaves, flowers and plants. Time was also passing by rapidly under such seemingly calm night, and in a blink of an eye, it entered the next morning.

"Dingling-Dingling-Dingling-"

The sky was about to light up a little white light. In the dormitory of Tang Yating's apartment No. 1, the alarm clock placed at Tong Beibei's bedside bed in the sound of a rapid and noisy sound.

The girl with long hair in light white pajamas was quickly easily woken up by the alarm clock that had just rang. The girl sat up quickly, raised her hand and rubbed her sleepy eyes, and her familiar face came into her sight, but it was not Tong Beibei, the owner of the alarm clock, but Tang Yating, who was still separated from her bedside.

After quickly getting up and putting on his clothes, Tang Yating quickly walked to the alarm clock at the head of Tong Beibei's bed. She first raised her hand to press the alarm clock that kept ringing, and then looked at the moment on it.

Tang Yating raised her eyebrows and her pretty face became a little surprised: "It's only six o'clock? This girl Beibei can really make trouble..."

Halfway through the conversation, Tang Yating immediately turned her head and looked at Tong Beibei who was still sleeping soundly on the bed, with a few strands of saliva hanging on the corner of her mouth, and even snoring slightly. She couldn't help but complain and complain: "It's too early to set the alarm clock? It's probably not going to wake you up if you make a fuss for a few minutes."

The eyebrows were still slightly frowning, and Tang Yating's eyes were fixed on Tong Beibei's round face, as if she could see a faint fatigue from her slightly white face, so her heart softened again. She had really wanted to wake up the latter's thoughts directly, but she was gradually dispelled by herself.

"Forget it, you should sleep well now, otherwise you will be sleepy again when you are in class - Teacher Changqing should have found Beibei in the cafeteria last night. So, my stuff should have been lost in the central cafeteria? While there are still not many people in the cafeteria, I might as well go and look for it myself."

After making up the idea in his mind, Tang Yating didn't continue to drag on anything. After gently packing up the books and courseware she needed to bring in class, she quickly walked out of the dormitory with a light but somewhat rapid pace.

In the early morning at St. Eton College, birds sing and flowers scented, and the edges of the tree-shaded paths were placed on pots of chrysanthemum pots. The breeze blew by, bringing a burst of fragrance, which was thrilling to the nose. It was refreshing and made the thinking clearer.

A handsome figure in white was walking quickly among the crowd of classmates coming and going, with a one-shoulder brand-name backpack, heading toward the teaching building.

Whenever he passed by a crowd, there would always be a cry of a girl or two around him; because this figure in white was Mo Qingfeng, who was known as the "Wind Lieutenant College Grass".

He raised his hand and glanced at the watch on his wrist. Mo Qingfeng frowned slightly, glanced at the figures gradually sparsely beside him. He was already a little anxious and became more and more frigid. After tidying up the backpack on his shoulders, he changed his way to running.

"Sunny wind, sunny wind!"

The fragrant wind approached, and Mo Qingfeng paused suddenly, raised his white head, just in time to meet Guo Shurou's familiar smiley face.

"Ah-you, you scared me to death!"

Mo Qingfeng came to his senses and suddenly stepped back several steps. Then he looked at the girl in front of him again. When he recognized the latter, he hurriedly continued to ask: "Guo Shurou? Why are you here?"
Chapter completed!