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"But,"

Before Yan Xinxue finished speaking, a muffled bang echoed in her ears.

The two people who looked at each other went to look one after another, and what they saw was Emin with a cold expression not far away and the thermos bucket rolling at their feet.

Yan Xinxue's heart tensed suddenly, she bent down and picked up the thermos, and chased after Ai Min who turned back indifferently.

Yan Xinxue ran all the way to the square in front of the school gate to catch up with her.

Yan Xinxue didn't catch up to her, but Ai Min was sitting on the tiles covering her heart and abandoning herself.

"Xiao Min..." Yan Xinxue put down the thermos bucket, anxious to help her up.

Emin sat there with her waist bowed and her head bowed, trying her best to push people away again and again.

"Xiao Min!" Yan Xinxue knelt down beside her, her face was full of anxiety, her peaceful appearance was gone, "It's not what you think, our monitor is just..."

Emin covered her ears, shivering like a shrimp.

Yan Xinxue tried to pull her to let go, but Ai Min firmly refused.

Yan Xinxue was helpless, so she simply sat on the ground and hugged her to accompany her silently.

Yan Xinxue put all her mind on Ai Min, even if there were familiar classmates watching her coming and going, she didn't care anymore.

After that, the atmosphere probably froze for a long time...

Yan Xinxue rubbed the body of the thermos, soaked in memories, she only remembered what Ai Min said:

"Xin'er, you can't do without me." Yan Xinxue couldn't forget Ai Min's red eyes when she raised her head and stared at herself, "I will die without you."

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Yan Xinxue clenched her fists, forced herself back to reality, and looked out the window with a misty expression, "Brother Xiaocai, you should call her Xiaomin...She can't get used to your previous address."

Ren Cai glanced at the rearview mirror, "But... the old chief..."

"Grandpa has been waiting for her to come back." Yan Xinxue closed her eyes forcibly with a choked throat.

The wish of the old man before he passed away was to wait for his beloved little granddaughter to come home...but he didn't wait...

He announced to the whole family bitterly on the hospital bed that no one was allowed to mention Emin's name in the future.

Aside from Ai's family, there were still many soldiers brought by his elders present at the time, and Ren Cai was also there. It was also for this reason that he avoided Ai Min's name and changed her name to "Miss".

"Okay." Ren Cai nodded, how old is Ai Zheng, and he has become attached to the Ai family since he was a teenager, and he has been good friends with Ai Zheng and Ai Min for many years. It is of course good to go back to the past and call him by name directly.

The people in the back seat then looked out the window silently, without saying or doing anything. "Actually...Xinxue," Ren Cai hesitated before sharing his secret.

He remembered clearly that Yan Xinxue and Ai Min had been inseparable since childhood.

Tell her she must be overjoyed.

"Actually, Xiao Min is back..."

The author has something to say: (This is just a wave of memory killing)

I don't want to write more, I am addicted to "White Snake: Origin"

Highly recommend this manga~!It is a joint venture between China and the United States, but the production is completely made by a Chinese light-tracking company, the one that produced "Little Door God" before...

It is not about the familiar story of the white lady Xu Xian, but about their acquaintance and love in previous lives!

The official announcement is really not strong enough, but the word of mouth is very good!

A movie ticket, in exchange for witnessing the growth of Guoman, is worth it!

White Snake has just recovered its profit, and I hope that young people who have hope for classical mythology and domestic animation (not cartoons) will support as much as possible~

I have an appointment with a friend to go to the second brush tomorrow.In addition, the new year's festival is not fixed in these few days, maybe I will go to relatives...

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【Advertising Small Theater】:

Yan Xinxue: I think you are more like Xu Xian, you just don't care what anyone says...

Ai Min [unconvinced]: If I were also Xu Xuan!

☆、Chapter 11

Ren Cai glanced back hesitantly, "Actually, Xiao Min is back..."

Yan Xinxue tightened her hands on the seat cushion, gathered Liu Mei, and stared at his side face, "Have you seen her?!"

Ren Cai was stunned, and Yan Xinxue asked him instead of Ai Min's whereabouts, which meant that they had met before... After thinking about this joint, the entanglement in his heart disappeared, and he shook his head slightly and replied: "No, but I contacted you yesterday. Pass." Glancing at the rearview mirror, he briefly summarized: "Xiao Min told me about your meeting at Yunding."

Yunding is the hotel where Yan Xinxue's classmate got together last night.

Yan Xinxue vaguely remembered the incident of meeting Linna in the lobby of the hotel after the party last night. At that time, she heard that her colleagues were together... It seems that Ai Min was there at the time, but she was there but she didn't want to see her... Yan Xinxue leaned back in her chair slumped His back and heart felt sore from being twisted by a pair of hands.

Waiting for leisure to change, things have changed.

Clasping her hands together, the coldness doubled, she let go of her hand again, her palm was covered with dry white blood loss, Yan Xinxue tremblingly clenched the handle of the cold insulation bucket.

Even if they can't go back, she still wants to keep Emin, and give back the family peace and belonging that originally belonged to Emin.

Ren Cai was full of doubts, he glanced at the expressions of the people behind him, and then remained silent.

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Mrs. Li brought ginger porridge for Yan Xinxue. Yan Xinxue didn't know how to eat, so she drank a spoonful or two, and then started running around for a day.

……

In the university town on the other side of the city, on the campus, vigorous old trees shelter the hustle and bustle of the outside world, guarding a quiet side.

On the window seat in the library, a girl with a ponytail is lying on the table, drowsy with a book.

The phone on the corner of the table vibrated unexpectedly.

Liu Chang sat up straight like a spring, and couldn't wait to touch the phone to unlock and check it. He saw that there were more messages stuffed into the inbox.

Whether it was a greeting from the bank or a communication operator... She didn't expect much, so she put her chin back on the desktop and lazily flipped through the messages.

Unexpectedly, the message came from an unfamiliar number, but the content immediately resonated with her:

----Bowling, come or not?

Such a short way of communication evoked Liu Chang's long-term memory, a smile crept onto her face, and she couldn't wait to reply with three "yes".