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Xia Huan was sitting upright in front of the window, listening to the "raking" sound of rain outside, and quietly looking at the book.

However, even though his eyes were clearly reading a book, his heart could not calm down.

This is Xia Xin's room. Xia Xin's computer stool was sitting in front of her. Xia Xin's computer was next to her. Xia Xin's books were also in the air. There was also the residual smell of Xia Xin's frequent movements.

In her heart, there was a feeling like the overflowing tide, stirring in her heart and hitting her heart.

After all, Xia Huan couldn't stand it. She slowly closed the book, went to the window, opened the window, then held her chin with one hand and leaned against the windowsill, allowing the fine raindrops that occasionally swayed in the wind to fall on her delicate face as snow.

Although she knew that Xia Xin had told her that she would not go home at night, she always had such a vague expectation, looking forward to Xia Xin coming back suddenly in the rain, opening the door of the room, walking in, letting her face happily, and helping Xia Xin take off her wet coat...

She felt that this was a wonderful emotion, and reason told her that it was time to go to bed, but the emotion was looking forward to it. Anyway, I couldn't sleep, so I was sitting there for a while. Maybe Xia Xin is back.

In the past, she never made such stupid things. Her mind would help her clearly analyze the development trend of a thing, rather than relying on speculation alone.

The drizzle fell on her watery eyes. Xia Huan felt itchy, her long eyelashes trembled, and she blinked gently, bringing up a charming autumn wave in her beautiful eyes, slowly rippling.

She looked at the darkness in the distance in a daze, as if she had remembered something happy. Her pink and charming lips slowly outlined a moving smile, and immediately, a charming blush appeared on her little face.

The poetic and picturesque eyes trembled slightly, and the girl's hazy and magnificent fantasy was revealed.

She couldn't help but glance at the big bed behind her, and the blush on her little face suddenly became even more intense.

But the girl's thoughts were like the sky in June, changing at any time. Just now, she was like the beautiful and shy sunset. In the blink of an eye, the clouds were covered with clouds, and a trace of unexplained sorrow appeared between her eyebrows.

She remembered what she told before Xia Xin left, "But you must not do anything randomly anymore. Ordinary fights are okay. Young Master, your current body, if you wake up the Japanese again, your blood will be burned out. It will be deadly. Don't do anything randomly."

She always felt that Xia Xin's expression was not listening at all, and just said perfunctorily, "Yes, yes."

But nothing happens.

Xia Huan felt a little restless. She couldn't read the book, so she came to the closet boredly, opened the wardrobe, saw that it was a little messy inside, so she took out all the messy clothes inside, put them on the bed, and started to reorganize them.

She would never do these things that were wasted time and meaningless before, but she did not realize until today that these things were not meaningless!

She thought it was very meaningful and could bring her a little sweetness.

While tidy hands tidied up the clothes, it seemed that sweet honey slowly melted in my heart...

"When will the young master come back?"
Chapter completed!