Good Morning, Mr. President!

They finally turned from the closest people to completely strangers. Not even a friend ...

On the other side, Du Hui's unintentional glance met her. He was speechless in shock, staring at her for a moment, as if confirming. In fact, since seeing her at the Lingtang three years ago, he has never seen her again. He originally thought she was in country J, but how could she appear in Lingfeng?

Because Du Hui had been staring at her, everyone from her side looked at her. The school sister quietly pulled the star of La Song and whispered: "Stars, stars! Bend!"

Song Zhixing suddenly returned to God, slowly, dimly looking away from Tang Yu.

She bent down again.

A group of people surrounded him and walked inside. As the footsteps became lighter, everyone else stood up, but she remained in the same position as a chicken.

"Xingxing, what's wrong with you?" Xue Xue patted her shoulder. "It's time to get up, everyone has gone far."

She straightened up, her dim eyes did not dare to look at the back again. That person, for her, was too far away and too strange.

They, gradually, became two worlds ...

Once intersected, and then gradually separated, running in opposite directions, going further and further. Far away, no more intersection ...

"Xingxing, you seem to have been absent-minded just now, wouldn't it be because you saw the man who just got hooked?" Xuejie joked with her with a smile.

Song Zhixing reluctantly ripped his lips. "I haven't eaten anything. I have low blood sugar, so I'm a little bit deliberate. Sister, how long should we stand?"

Sister Xue looked at the time, "It shouldn't be long. Hold on?"

"... Okay." Song Zhixing responded softly and stood there, speechless. For a long time, my mind was hazy, I didn't know what I was thinking, and my eyes fell in the continuous drizzle outside the hotel, only to feel desolate.

Someone who thought she would never see her again, and someone who wanted to see her so suddenly, met her unexpectedly. Without crying for joy and embracing with excitement, only deeper arrogance and strangeness remained ...

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Inside the banquet hall.

Du Hui has been observing someone's mood. His presence undoubtedly caused the entire banquet hall to boil. Come to toast, wave after wave. However, throughout the process, he was indifferent to whoever he was. Throughout the night, he was expressionless, not even smiling.

Du Hui is not sure if this is because of Song Zhixing, who just appeared outside.

After all, in the past three years, he never mentioned her, not once. Du Hui always thought, probably, Er Ye really forgot her completely. Those who are stubborn in love are relentless, and they are also quite decisive.

When the banquet time was about the same, Tang Yu looked at the time and was about to leave. He greeted President Wang of Huanyu, and President Wang personally sent them out of the banquet hall.

Before I reached the hotel entrance, I saw the familiar shadow in the distance, standing at the hotel entrance. It's raining outside and it's bitter, making the night look more dull.

"Thank you, sister." Still the familiar voice.

"Thank you, this is what you should be. Look at it, 255." The girl, who was called her school sister, handed her some banknotes.

"Don't read it." Song Zhixing shoved the money into the schoolbag, with a look of contentment, holding the girl's hand. "Wait until the rain stops, I'll invite you to eat spicy food!"

Spicy.

Junk food.

"I don't eat anymore, my boyfriend is still waiting for me."

"All right." Song Zhixing shrugged. "I won't delay your date."

"Are you staying alone tonight?"

"Ok."

"I didn't say you, the dormitory is really unsafe. The school next door is in trouble again."

"What happened?"

"Do you really want to listen? I'm afraid I'll scare you out."

"You said halfway."

"Isn't the school next door under construction? I heard that there are female students staying on campus given by workers on the site ..."

Xuejie didn't say everything, but Song Zhixing understood it. She bit her lip. "Has that been?"

"Ok."

Song Zhixing shuddered. Living alone in an empty building, it is false to say that he is not afraid.

"So, don't go alone at night. I think you'll still find a place to sleep anywhere. It's safer to go back to school tomorrow morning."

Song Zhixing considered it and shook his head. "It's fine."

"Just find a guest house, and the guest house is not expensive."

Song Zhixing still shook his head. "I'm spending tuition and still don't waste it. Also, staying one night is not helpful. I have to live for two months!"

...

Not too far away, Tang Yu and Du Hui heard their conversation without a word.

Du Hui was a little bit emotional: "I thought the young lady was in Country J, but I didn't expect that ... her life was so difficult."

Before she changed, when did she worry about money?

Tang Yu looked so deep that it was difficult to figure out what he was thinking at the moment. Finally, he took a walk and walked to the hotel door.

He was so oppressive that it was hard to ignore the moment he appeared. Song Zhixing and Xuejie discovered his existence at about the same time. Xuejie bowed slightly and greeted politely, "Mr. Tang."

Tang Yu nodded slightly, which was a response.

Song Zhixing's mind was murmuring. After looking at him, he quickly turned his eyes away. After all, I was afraid that my eyes leaked my inner emotions too easily.

Er Ye didn't say hello to the young lady, Du Hui naturally did not dare to act lightly. Just said: "Er, you wait, let's drive over."

Actually, how many people need to drive? It was intentional, however, to spread everyone else out.

"Xingxing, the taxi is here, then I'm leaving too." Xuejie stopped the car and blew her again. "You listen to me, don't go back to school tonight."

"Don't worry about dating, I know." Song Zhixing worked very hard to ignore the presence of the man around him, pretending to look natural, waving at the other party, "Goodbye."

After all, the school sister got in the car and left.

At the door of the hotel, Song Zhixing and Tang Yu were left.

They are separated by a meter. The whole world, except for the sound of rain, is so disturbing. Song Zhixing can even clearly hear his heartbeat like a cymbal drum.

She looked at him quietly, and her indifferent face made her obsessed and sad. The hand that hangs on your side, hold it tightly, release it again, and hold it tight.

She wondered countless times if she wanted to say hello to him.

Finally, as if determined to clear his throat, when he was about to speak, several cars drove from far and near.