When Li Tianwei woke up the next day, he only felt a splitting headache. He sat on the bed and rubbed his temples vigorously...
He was drunk last night, but in a daze, he only felt that he had fallen into a dream filled with the fragrance of orchids.
In that dream, Lan Xier's face and Xie Xiaoqiu's face kept alternating...
He shook his head vigorously, patted his head hard, but couldn't remember anything. He didn't understand how Xie Xiaoqiu appeared in his dream.
Although he had been in high school for three years, he still had a good impression of this shy and quiet girl. But the two of them didn't have much contact with each other after all, and they never contacted after graduation.
People often say that they think day by day and dream at night, so why did he dream of her? Could it be...
He suddenly turned over, jumped off the bed, and lifted the quilt...
What caught my eye was a shocking pool of blood.
Li Tianwei's face suddenly turned pale: Could it be that he was drunk yesterday and did something to apologize to Xie Xiaoqiu
But Xie Xiaoqiu, why did he come to his room
Thinking of this, his head hurt even more, as if it would explode at any moment. Yesterday, she just broke up with Lan Xi'er, took over and... hurt another good girl. He... He really wanted to slap himself a few times.
Taking out his mobile phone, he hesitated and sent a text message to Su Rourou, asking for Xie Xiaoqiu's number.
In the dormitory, Xie Xiaoqiu locked himself in the bathroom and could not come out. She stood in the shower room, letting the cold water flow down her head, washing her body over and over again.
The scenes that happened last night filled her mind like a movie scene. So vivid, so unforgettable...
At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and it was He Xiaojie's voice: "Xiaoqiu, your call. It's... Li Tianwei."
Xie Xiaoqiu froze for a moment, then quickly turned off the shower head, and shouted towards the door: "Tell him, I'll get him back later."
After speaking, she tremblingly put on her own clothes, almost rushed out of the door to the desk, and picked up her mobile phone.
"Hello, Xiaoqiu... is it convenient to talk now?" Li Tianwei quickly picked up the phone. In fact, he had been fidgeting and pacing back and forth in the room for a long time.
"En." Xie Xiaoqiu hummed softly, then walked quietly to the balcony and closed the sliding door.
"I... I just want to ask you..." Li Tianwei kept scratching his hair, gritted his teeth and finally said, "You... last night... did you come to my room?"
Xie Xiaoqiu's heart suddenly ached: she thought that he didn't remember what happened last night. She thought, he thought she was Lan Xi'er. Unexpectedly, he still had an impression...
Then, she heard Li Tianwei say again: "Xiaoqiu, I drank too much last night... If I did anything to you, I... I will be responsible."
Yeah? He'll be in charge... just because he's in charge? Xie Xiaoqiu's pale lips curled into a bleak smile, and he said in a voice that sounded calm: "No, I haven't been in your room."
Li Tianwei's voice sounded like he was relieved: "Oh."
"Are you okay?" Xie Xiaoqiu's fingertips holding the microphone were icy cold.
"It's okay, thank you for your concern." Li Tianwei frowned tightly as he looked at the blood on the bed.
He knew that the person who came to his room was definitely not Lan Xi'er. Perhaps, this is just a coincidence? Is the hotel's bed sheets not washed