Luo Yichen stretched out his hand and pinched her cheek like in the past, and traced her outline with eyes full of attachment: "Well, then I'm leaving."
After finishing speaking, he started the car again and slowly drove out of the community gate...
Su Rourou stood under the dim streetlights, watching the black Porsche gradually merge into the night, and finally disappeared.
I don't know why, but suddenly there is a feeling of emptiness in my heart. Three days is nothing to most people. But since childhood, they seem to have never been separated for such a long time...
At night, Su Rourou lay alone on the big empty bed, turned over several times and couldn't fall asleep. The tip of her nose still lingered with the faint mint fragrance from Luo Yichen's body, but... there was no body temperature around her.
She turned over again irritably, hugged the quilt full of his breath in her arms, and rested her head on it, just like resting on his arm for countless nights in the past.
In the faint scent of mint, she finally fell asleep in a daze...
She had a very, very long dream, like a movie screen, recording their little by little from childhood to adulthood.
It was a happy, sweet dream, full of a faint fragrance. So much so that when she woke up the next morning, the corners of her mouth continued to rise.
The phone has already received a text message from Luo Yichen: [Idiot, are you awake? I'm home already, don't worry.]
Su Rourou: [Well, you should have a good rest first.]
Putting down her phone, she stretched herself, thinking that after one night, she only had three days and two nights left before she could see him again.
People are always fingering the person they miss, and they are always calculating when they can see each other again.
At noon the next day, when Su Rourou returned to the dormitory, everyone gathered around gossiping: "Why didn't your big brother Yichen accompany you to class today?"
Su Rourou sighed: "I have something to do at home, so I asked for a three-day leave."
He Xiaojie said meaningfully: "Then aren't you... very lonely? Do you want me... to accompany you!"
Su Rourou nodded: "Don't tell me, I just wanted to ask who of you would like to stay with me for two nights."
"I, I, I, I am the first one to sign up, so I am the first one to sign up!" He Xiaojie immediately took her arm affectionately, turned her head and raised her chin at Lin Xi and Xie Xiaoqiu, "In everything, there is always one who comes first."
When she thought of living in a luxury apartment, without worrying about turning off the lights in the dormitory, watching movies and chatting all night, she felt so excited.
That evening when get out of class was over, Su Rourou and He Xiaojie were walking back arm in arm. Along the way, because He Xiaojie was too excited, she kept chattering endlessly.
Su Rourou was thinking of Luo Yichen in her heart, and she wasn't listening to her very seriously, but occasionally responded with a few hmmmms.
In fact, she has been in a trance all day today. No matter what she saw, she always thought of him.
Seeing lovers embracing each other tightly on the road, she would think of him hugging her like this, walking around every corner of the campus together;
Seeing a big tree by the side of the road, she would think of him standing under this tree, waiting for her to come down from the girls' dormitory for countless nights;
Even when she walked into the classroom, she would think of him holding her hand every day and walking up the stairs...
"Rourou, what are you thinking about!" He Xiaojie stretched out her chubby paws and swayed in front of her eyes, then showed a clear smile, "Oh, you are thinking about your brother Yichen?"
Seeing that her thoughts were exposed, Su Rourou blushed and pinched her arm.
"It's okay, it's okay, people don't often say that a little farewell is better than a newlywed!" He Xiaojie smiled ambiguously at her.