Song Yan didn't know why she subconsciously wanted to call out Xiaobai twice in front of such a face that was not Xiaobai at all.
Lu Kun tried hard to clench his fists, hehe, is he a pretty boy again? Why didn't she like his face?
Looking at the fleeing figure, Lu Kun couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth. Do you want to clear things up? Haha, it's a pity that you are destined to be entangled with me.
It was as if his thoughts had grown legs and kept running to him.
Song Yan just looked at him and walked into her heart step by step.
"Song Yan." He whispered her name again in a low voice, his voice was a little hoarse, but he could not hide his emotions.
Song Yan was stunned there, completely unresponsive, and the warm water droplets slipped out of her eyes silently following his voice.
Lu Kun stared at her standing there without blinking for a moment. The teardrops on her face seemed to have souls, shining with tiny but bright light under the weak light. They fell into his eyes bit by bit, filling his chest and making him feel heartbroken.
At that moment, there was a small voice in his heart, saying slowly, "Lu Kun, your world is her." Lu Kun stretched out his hand to touch his chest, feeling slightly surprised, and then the beating frequency gave him endless warmth and happiness.
Song Yan, you don't know how lucky I am to meet you.
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