The sunlight passed through the CD rack and reflected on that face, making it look particularly beautiful.
Who does that face belong to?
Tear.
It seems that he is asking and answering himself.
Tear.
Silence in my heart.
Baili Ruoyao lay lazily on the sofa, curled up into a ball. She fell asleep in a daze,
Then, wake up.
When I woke up, it was already evening, and the setting sun was shining crookedly.
Baili Ruoyu was still sitting in front of the TV. She shrank down, smiled coquettishly and said to Ruoyu, "Ruoyu, I've been thinking about a question."
Baili Ruoyu raised her head at the right moment and smiled gracefully: Sister, what?
Suddenly becoming serious, Baili Ruoyao got up and said to her, Ruoyu, who are we?"
Ruoyu chuckled: "Sister, your question is very silly, very silly. We are Tear."
Tear.
Ruoyao started to argue: No, no, I mean..."
Ruoyu stood up and hugged her: "Sister, I know that you are afraid of loneliness and loneliness."
The girl became quiet again and said nothing.
Baili Ruoyao turned on her phone, and Coral's message arrived very accurately: Evelyn, tomorrow morning's <Fireworks> magazine shoot, go to bed early. Ruoyao smiled bitterly. He put his phone on the table and looked at the intimate photo of the two of them on the phone.
She ran into the room and slammed the door.
Ruoyu was knocking on the door desperately outside. Suddenly she stopped and said lightly: "Sister, do you miss him again?"
There was crying.