her soda-flavored boyfriend

Chapter 172

"I think you are overthinking. If you like it, you just like it. There will be no dependence."

After Ke Lan paused for a moment, he smiled softly on the other end of the phone, "The fact that you are asking this now means that you also feel that this little boy has unusual feelings for you, right?"

Shen Wei looked far away, with a touch of self-mockery on her fair face, "So, I blame myself for not keeping a good distance from him. If he really likes me, it doesn't mean anything."

"His usual circle is so large, and because of some rumors, girls usually don't dare to approach him. I am the closest member of the opposite sex to him."

Ke Lan tilted his head and muttered, "That's right...after all, you are a young boy who has never left school and has zero experience...you look like a goblin, so it is normal to have a crush on you."

Shen Wei lowered her head, blinked, and said no more.

Seeing her silence, Ke Lan comforted him, "Don't think too much. Anyway, your classes are so busy that you probably don't have much time to really interact with him, so just treat him as your younger brother."

"After graduation, we go our separate ways and he loses contact with you. What else can he do?"

Ke Lan said nonchalantly while drinking the juice, but after the words fell, he suddenly paused and shook his head.

That kid... actually doesn't look like he's just being hot-tempered and being controlled by hormones, so he treats Shen Wei very well..."

Just when he was about to say something more, Shen Wei suddenly replied, smiling softly, "I think so too, college life is so rich, it would be great if he doesn't forget me when the time comes."

Ke Lan opened his mouth and finally sighed.

Forget it, no one is sure about this kind of thing.
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After chatting with Ke Lan, Shen Wei didn't want to let herself think too much, so she picked up the exercises again and started working on them.

At this time, Diego was sitting on the sofa next door, looking at the blackened mobile phone screen, with a strong aura of depression hanging over his pale face.

The bottomless eyes are even so black that thick ink can drip out at any time.

Vivi she...

I obviously don’t like class reunions.

So, would you rather do something you hate than see him?

Diego took a few deep breaths, but his knuckled fingers suddenly loosened. The phone fell to the ground and made a dull sound, but he ignored it, stood up, took out a key from the safe, and went to the next room.

The heavy lock was released and the door was pushed open, and the smell of dried paint hit your face.

Diego raised his eyes.

A room with a lot of space, but without any household items.

There are only paintings.

Besides painting, I still paint.

Those hanging on the wall, placed on wooden frames, framed and neatly stacked together...many, many...

Diego walked in slowly, closed the door with his backhand, leaned his back against the door, slid down, collapsed on the ground, raised his head and closed his eyes...
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the following afternoon.

"Weiwei, please remember the place we made an appointment for tonight. Don't forget it." Lu Yunyun was worried that Shen Wei would forget about the party, so she called to remind her.

Shen Wei closed her eyes on the elderly chair in the yard. After listening to the voice on the phone, she responded lazily: "Yes, I remember."

"That's good, then we will sit together." Lu Yunyun seemed very excited, "By the way, do you remember that the boy next door was called Song Lie, and he heard that our class had a party and would come to join in the fun, how about you?" Does he still have an impression?"

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I'll have to scale up my moves later.

Move the small bench.

(End of this chapter)