They are no longer stubborn.

After changing back to the suspender skirt, Zhang Dawei said he would take another photo with them.

After returning to the shore and taking photos, Fu Sinian showed them their photos in his camera. The tall girl said, "I didn't expect you to take so much."

Fu Sinian said, "I'll send it to you again when I go back." Of course, Fu Sinian wanted to take this opportunity to let them leave their contact information. He hoped that even if they could not meet again, they could maintain his dream. Even if it was Nan Ke's dream, he would be willing.

The tall girl said, "What is your QQ?"

"My number is too long and difficult to remember. I'd better give it to me," Fu Sinian was worried that they would no longer contact him after they went back.

Zhang Dawei also asked the tall girl to give her a QQ number.

The tall girl agreed. Just when she was about to say the QQ number, the girl stuck it in her ear, whispering something, and then they laughed.

"My name is Xiaoran, this is my qq number, 6******."

Fu Sinian quickly remembered it.

Fu Sinian hoped that time would pass a little slower, and he also hoped that Phoenix was not their last destination and that they could go to Zhangjiajie together.

However, hope is still hope. They waved their hands, turned around, and integrated into the crowds of the ancient city, leaving Fu Sinian with lost confusion.

What's the use of hope? That's just Fu Sinian's wish. They were like countless straight lines on the earth, either parallel or crossing. After passing by at a certain point, they gradually moved away and could no longer find the intersection. The only meeting was fate, and even more helplessness.

After taking off the seedling clothes, they regained the smell of the city. The tall sponge shoes, fashionable handbags, and the latest iPhone, the simple smile just now, was also stained with the smell of the city. Their light makeup was made with a mature smell. Their backs were integrated into the streets and alleys of the ancient city. Fu Sinian still clearly identified that this was a girl from the city. Even if she walked in the lazy and beautiful phoenix, she could still see the rhythm, a habitual, natural rhythm brought by urban life.

"Dance lightly, Yangyang, you are so beautiful," Fu Sinian murmured. Her smile was very real, pure, and beautiful.

Yangyang, goodbye, Fu Sinian looked at the girl's back and shouted out in his heart.

The girl seemed to hear his call, stopped, turned around, and smiled faintly at Fu Sinian. There was a little more melancholy of parting in her smile.

Yangyang, she remembered me. Tears burst into Fu Sinian's eyes.

How could she not remember Fu Sinian? She raised her hand and slapped someone for the first time. This person was a stranger, how could she not remember it?

She is the lonely dancer, he is the melancholy spectator, she remembers it deeply in her heart.

She remembers the loneliness in Fu Sinian's melancholy, and the affection in Fu Sinian's loneliness. Looking at him looking at her, her heart was beating slightly. She had never seen a man looking at her like this, just like she was his whole world. She had already planned to forgive his rudeness.

Unexpectedly, this fool blurted out and called out her name. Her name was really Yangyang, just like a fake one.

In an instant, she seemed to be seen through by someone else, and anger followed. Without thinking, she reached out to slap him and then left anxiously.

I returned to the dormitory and took a shower, and I felt relieved.

She didn't understand why she was so angry. He just called her name. Apart from raising her hand, I really didn't know what to do. Yangyang thought. She just felt that she was angry at that moment [31 Novel Network                                                                                                    
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