Su Rourou coughed twice and asked, "Godmother, how have you been all these years?"
The corner of Luo Yichen's mouth curled into a faint smile: "She's pretty good, but I often think of you. This time I originally wanted to take her back to China, but she still likes to stay abroad, where it's quieter , there are not so many complicated interpersonal relationships, and there are not so many gossips... "
"Yes." Su Rourou nodded lightly, "Godfather...he may come out in a few years."
These years, Lin Shu and Su Changqing took her to see Luo Shaohua every month. A person who was originally so high-spirited seems to have aged dozens of years overnight.
He was originally a man of few words, every time he faced them, he just kept sighing, and the ones who mentioned the most were Li Juan and Luo Yichen.
He often said that he was sorry for them and wanted to make up for them, but...it was too late.
Because of good performance during the sentence, it is said that the original sentence can be shortened. As for when it will come out, it has not yet been confirmed.
"Well, I went to see him on the first day I came back." Thinking of his father, Luo Yichen lowered his head, and the corners of his mouth tightened again, "Almost, we can reunite in two years."
"Luo Yichen...everything will be fine." Seeing the somewhat sad expression on his face, Su Rourou couldn't help but think of the coldest winter in her life, and the blow that incident caused him, her heart lightened throbbing lightly.
"Well, everything will be fine." Luo Yichen looked up at her, and whispered meaningfully, "We, too, will be fine..."
There was indelible sadness deep in his eyes, as well as infinite tenderness, Su Rourou couldn't look away for a while.
Luo Yichen's left hand on the steering wheel slowly raised up, and moved closer to her little hand on her knee...
A big warm hand covered her cold little hand, pressing it tightly against her chest. Feeling the rapid heartbeat under the palm, Su Rourou's heart also started beating.
The two quietly watched the night scene passing by the car window, and quietly reminisced about the time they had spent together.
The car finally stopped in the parking lot of H. Since her internship, Su Rourou has not returned to school for a while, and occasionally misses the sparkling artificial lake of H University, the colorful cherry blossom forest, and the dormitory manager with a sharp mouth and a bean curd heart. Aunt.
They held hands like this, strolling under the moonlight, just like they did many, many years ago, walking aimlessly in the school.
At that time, they didn't know where they were going, and they didn't know which path they chose would affect their future life. They only know that holding each other's hand and not letting go, no matter where they end up, it's the same.
On the basketball court directly opposite the girls' dormitory building, a group of high-spirited teenagers were sweating. Looking at their vigorous postures on the court, Su Rourou recalled Luo Yichen back then, who was wearing a red jersey and looked so free and easy.
"Luo Yichen, I suddenly really want to watch you play basketball."
Luo Yichen didn't speak, but calmly rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, unfastened the first button of his collar, and then walked towards the group of teenagers on the basketball court.
Su Rourou, on the other hand, sat quietly in the stands, with her chin resting on her hands, looking at him on the court with her big bright eyes.