Si Yue's eyes shook, and Lin Miao raised his hand.

"You go watch TV, don't bother me here."

Si Yue's eyes darkened.

He went out with his head down.

Lin Miao looked at his back and turned around and sighed silently.

It’s not that she didn’t know that Si Yue’s heart was not dead yet, but so did her.

Luo Yan is like a big tree, taking root and sprouting in her heart, connected to her heart.

If she forcibly eliminated, her heart would probably be gone.

She cut the meat hard, making it hard to tell the feeling in her heart.

Si Yue sat in the living room, listening to the sounds made in the kitchen.

Finally, Lin Miao called for dinner, and he dragged his heavy steps over.

The two of them finished eating in silence, and Lin Miao wanted to pick up the bowl.

"I'll come, it's getting late, you go back soon," Si Yue pressed and held her down.

"Then you wash it with detergent for a while," Lin Miao nodded.

Si Yue sent her out and returned to the living room. He lay down dejectedly.

Looking at the snow-white roof, he felt a little discouraged.

Luo Yan has been away from her for nearly three years.

Three years, more than a thousand days.

Such a long time is not enough for her to let go of Luo Yan.

His heart was in the past thousand days, suffering day and night.

He didn't know how long he could last.

Lin Miao rushed back to the dormitory directly.

The first thing I did when I went back was to call Qian Mengmeng.
Chapter completed!