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"What's wrong?" Cheng Xuran said softly.

"fine."

Cheng Jiaoxiao laughed so hard: "You didn't kick me."

Cheng Xuran: "..."

Someone drag Cheng Jiaoxiao out and behead him!

Bai Feiyu's expression didn't change much and he answered one sentence after another.

"I lost my cell phone at that time and got a new phone number, and all my previous contact information was gone."

Turn again.

Three games.

Cheng Jiaoxiao: "Then why don't you contact her?"

In fact, there were some things that Cheng Xuran also wanted to know. After all, the two had a really good relationship at the time, and they were both still young at the time, so their friendship was very pure.

Bai Feiyu calmed down for a few seconds, "I'll drink."

Cheng Jiaoxiao raised his eyebrows and said nothing.

God's way is to reincarnate, and when it comes to Cheng Jiaoxiao, Xu Zhi ponders for a while, trying to die: "Do you still miss your first love?"

Cheng Jiaoxiao smiled.

"Sister Zhi, have you ever heard of a saying?" His tone was somewhat frivolous, sarcastic and provocative, and the ending tone became colder, "A good horse never turns back."

Cheng Jiaoxiao in the third middle.

Lover is booming.

I was more rebellious and dissolute back then.

I even plan to get a tattoo for her after graduation.

As a result, the two of them broke up in the end.

The reason for the breakup is unknown.

It is said that Cheng Jiaoxiao mentioned it.

Xu Zhi was stunned for a while: "Then I wish you... you will do what you say."

Song Yanqing swiped his phone, replied to WeChat, typed with one hand, exited the chat page and scrolled down. He yawned, his eyes hazy and cold: "Cheng Jiaoxiao."

"Hmm?" "You go out and ask for two more bottles of wine."

"Okay." Cheng Jiaoxiao took out his cell phone.

Xu Zhi spoke to Song Yanqing in a low voice: "Isn't it right? Are you still in contact with Qiao Ranyu now?"

Song Yanqing said neither salty nor bland: "I don't know."

"Are you embarrassed?" Xu Zhi, "They are both your friends."

"It's not like I forced them to talk. Why should I be embarrassed?"

"Does Qiao Ranyu still play drums now?"

Song Yanqing looked at Xu Zhi: "If you have the ability, please transfer to me."

Xu Zhi gave Song Yanqing a thumbs up, competed, and continued to spin the bottle.

Cheng Jiaoxiao came back more than half an hour later. He was covered in cold air. He probably went out to smoke. He threw his coat on the sofa, put his hand on Song Yanqing's neck, and breathed: "It's too cold, Yanqing!"

"Thank you." Song Yanqing said, "I'm so fucking cold."

Song Yanqing kicked Cheng Jiaoxiao and was too lazy to pay attention to him. He was spinning the metallic Gu in his hand. He suddenly stopped and spoke to Cheng Xuran sideways: "Take a guess."

"Six." Cheng Xuran said seriously.

Song Yanqing spread his hands and the dice stopped at four points.

Okay, what a childish game.

"Keep an eye on her." He narrowed her eyes. The two of them were sitting together, so close that she could feel his long breathing and body temperature. Their close eyebrows gave her a heart-wrenching feeling in the dark night.

When God kissed him, was he reading the protection in the Bible and understanding what preference is?

"I couldn't guess it at all." Cheng Xuran told the truth.

"Then you come."

As it turned out, his guess was accurate. Cheng Xuran frowned seriously, her fingers dug into the hem of her white skirt, her brows were cold and delicate, and she once doubted whether he was cheating.

"There is a bit of trust between people." Song Yanqing saw through her, his voice was low, giving off a lazy chill in the middle of the night.

The people around him were still playing around, but it seemed that it had nothing to do with them. He opened the ring of the can in boredom, as if he heard the sound of bubbles rolling, and the light blue veins slightly bulged with the force. Then he lowered his eyes and put the ring on her ring finger. .

Just right.