401 The bamboo horse is so seductive (34)

Anyway, it’s not up to you to decide whether to go together in the end, the parents of both parties should discuss it.

Suna thought so.

Shen Silin walked carelessly, just following him at the right speed. Yingbai's fingertips passed through the lanyard of the schoolbag and inadvertently tightened it.

He slowly lowered his eyes and said, "Not sure yet."

Normal competition would require losing contact with the outside world for three days, plus the round trip distance, it’s hard to say.

"I believe you will get good grades."

Suna could only think of this sentence, and said it dryly with a dull expression.

But for sure.

Shen Silin suddenly raised his lips, lowered his head and smiled with unknown meaning.

There is a young man's clear and deep voice, which sounds like soft wind when knocked lightly. Clean ears.

"Believe in me so much?" Shen Silin's tone was a bit joking: "Am I that good in your heart?"

What was originally just a half-joking comment ended up being a serious answer from the other party.

Suna looked up at him and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

Shen Silin was stunned, his soft eyelashes trembling.

"It seems like nothing can trouble you."

The little girl told the truth.

"oh……"

The young man slowly looked away, his bright brown eyes flashed for a moment, and the tips of his white ears were dyed a darker orange color.

He said softly: "I know."

The long fingers on the schoolbag were curled up.

Because I booked my flight to Province Y relatively early, I had to leave early by car. It was still dark at this time, and the early morning fog was slightly chilly, so long sleeves were just right.

Xiao's mother was holding the girl's backpack from below so that she could get into the car.

Chen Xiaoxiao has a thin frame and looks warm and well-behaved in a solid white sweater.

"It's really troublesome for your family." Xiao's mother said to the man in the driver's seat.

Father Shen waved his hand nonchalantly, "Why are you so polite? It doesn't matter if someone is watching the child at a young age."

Xiao's mother took out two bottles of hot pure milk from the big pocket of her clothes, handed them to Chen Xiaoxiao and said, "Give one bottle to my brother."

There is a lot of space in the car. The young man sitting in the back seat is tall and thin, with his long legs freely overlapped.

He supported his chin with his hand and looked out the window quietly. The cool temperament seems to be isolated from the people in the car.

Father Shen glanced in the rearview mirror, coughed twice and shouted, "I just finished breakfast. Drinking milk is good for your health."

Taking it over at this time is a kindness and a favor.

Shen Silin's eyes were light and he didn't say anything.

Chen Xiaoxiao walked over silently with his head lowered, holding the lower end of the bottle nervously with his little hands.

The other person put his hand on the bottle cap, stayed for a short time, and took the milk. There is still some distance between the hands.

"Thanks."

The young man's cold voice was like morning mist. She curled up her long eyelashes and lazily lowered them, looking out the window again.

To be precise, it was the little girl's room opposite the balcony on the third floor.

It was dark, and the road was only illuminated by dim street lights.

The window of the owner of the room was closed tightly, and the pink curtains were closed without any gaps.

Chen Xiaoxiao breathed a sigh of relief silently, consciously walked to the front row to sit, and chose the farthest distance on the diagonal.

"Bye-Bye!"

Mother Xiao smiled and waved to her, and after receiving a response, she opened the iron door with confidence.

Shen Si leaned back coldly and pursed his thin lips. Jet black hair fell on his forehead, and his eyelashes were closed quietly.

His long, jade-like fingers held the milk bottle without opening it. The slight rubbing of the fingertips seems to be agitated.

But I feel lonely in my heart.

Before the car started to leave the housing area, the curtains of the room on the third floor were quietly opened. The girl was wearing pajamas and quietly looking at the car that was driving away.

Until it disappears.

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Another busy day, so tiring.

The sports meeting will begin next Wednesday, and we will be liberated. Normal updates will resume soon.

Good night, everyone, go to bed early.