Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became dull.

Feng Lidan looked at the lonely white robe, feeling uncomfortable in his heart.

I remembered the sentence Bai Yi said the other night: "If you don't want me, I will never keep pets again."

This silly boy really cultivated feelings.

There was a burst of cheerful footsteps, and the voice had arrived first before Wen Xiaoai appeared.

"The wind is dripping."

"The wind is dripping."

"Have you changed well, why so long."

Within a few seconds, Wen Xiaoai's naughty figure appeared at the door.

I saw two people standing by the door at a glance.

Wen Xiaoai's gaze fell on Feng Lidan with short hair and a modern outfit. His large dark blue eyes slowly widened, and he looked at Feng Lidan from head to toe.

The small mouth also opened into an O shape.

Originally, I wanted to **** my new look in front of Wen Xiaoai, but now I am in no mood.

He just smiled symbolically and asked: "Does it look good?"

"It looks good." Wen Xiaoai nodded frantically and said something from the heart.

"I almost didn't recognize it."

Feng Litan nodded slightly, without saying anything else, he nodded even more absent-mindedly.

"Hurry up and eat after a change. I'm going to starve to death and have been waiting for you."

Wen Xiaoai stepped forward and grabbed Feng Lidan's forearm, and then looked at Bai Yi who had been silent and silent: "White Yi, do you want to go to dinner together?"

"..." Bai Yi shook his head slightly, and didn't even reply.

Seeing that Bai Yi's face was wrong, Wen Xiaoai looked at Feng Litan.

But seeing Feng Li Dan looked at the white clothes, his face was also ugly.

"Then we're going to eat." Wen Xiaoai felt strange, and after talking to Bai Yi, he pulled Feng Li Dan and walked outside.

When he walked to the door, Feng Lidan couldn't help but looked back at the white clothes still standing there, a little uneasy.

"……Hey."

Bai Yi suddenly stopped Feng Litan who was about to leave with Wen Xiaoai.

Feng Lidan's footsteps stopped immediately, and turned to look at the white clothes: "What's the matter?"

Bai Yi slowly turned around and turned towards the door, then raised his eyes to the wind, and said: "Since you have raised it, take care of it. Don't lose it again. It was injured last time. ,Very serious."

"..." Feng Lidan's heart tightened fiercely, unable to tell how he felt.

After a while, he nodded unnaturally: "...Hmm."

After Feng Lidan left, Bai Yi moved a little tiredly to the door, raised his hand to put on the doorknob, and slowly closed the door.

The moment the door was closed, the whole world seemed to be quiet, and the huge room suddenly became more empty. The endless feeling of loneliness overwhelmed like white clothes, almost all holes penetrated into his body, making Bai Yi feel himself The whole chest seemed to be hollowed out.

Bai Yi turned around a little sluggishly, lowered his head, and slowly walked to the bed and sat down with a heavy step.

The white robe hangs his head, just sits so quietly, the sad atmosphere envelops him.

Baiyi turned his head to look at the little clothes worn by the little gray cat on the bed, reached out and picked it up, and grabbed it in his hand.

He seemed to be stolen from his happiness at once, and his whole body was so sad.

Bai Yi looked at the little clothes in her hand, her eyes were hot, something fell out of her eyes...

Feng Lidan was pulled downstairs by Wen Xiaoai. He couldn't help but look back at the villa behind him, the only balcony with lights on.