Xiaobai's Counterattack: The Great God of Glory Lives Next Door

Chapter 393 The night of the sky is as cool as water

The night of November has been soaked in the coldness of late autumn.

The sky and night are as cool as water.

Lying down and watching the Altair Vega.

When Jane stepped on the sycamore leaves blown to the ground by the wind, she walked to the gate of the base.In the black darkness, he suddenly saw that figure.

A ray of light in the darkness.

Luo He hugged his knees with his hands and buried his head deeply in his knees.The fine short hair was messy and fluttered by the wind.The thin figure blended into the night, making it even more frail.

Jian Chun's slow steps suddenly sped up, and he rushed over in one stride.

After passing by, he saw Luo He's eyelashes as thin as cicada wings, but suddenly stopped.

Jian Tong took off his autumn team uniform jacket and gently put it on Luo He.

She didn't know how long she had been waiting here, but she actually fell asleep while waiting.

Not wanting to wake her up, Jian Chun softened his steps, leaned against her gently, and sat down on the steps.

The riddled heart was suddenly filled with warm sweetness.

The biting cold wind was also blocked, and you could not carry a knife through the hall.

Luo He seemed to be chilled by the wind, and the sleeping Luo He shivered.Jian Chun hesitated for a while, and finally gently raised his arms, slowly approached, and held his breath——

Slowly, he hugged her thin body.

Two years later, she still seems to be as thin as she was in her senior year of high school, and she hasn't grown at all.

Time seems to be blowing back to the night two years ago with the wind carrying ice slag——

"Luo He, which university are you going to apply for?"

Jian Chun, Luo He and Huo Yucheng walked side by side on the empty street under the dim projection of street lights.A gust of wind blew by, blowing up the withered yellow leaves all over the street.The dead leaves flying all over the sky were like yellowed bookmarks, struggling to spin in the air.Just like them struggling in the sea of ​​questions.The future is far away and dreams are out of reach.

As soon as Jian Chun's words came out of his mouth, they were blown away by the wind, blurred and disappeared into the distant sky.

Luo He wrapped some crimson handmade scarves tightly, shrank his neck a little bit into the black down jacket, and then raised his head to look at the star-studded night sky.

Winter nights seem to be a bit deeper than summer and autumn, and the stars are more detailed and brighter. I wonder if it is because there is a layer of ice in the air, so the light is more concentrated.

Luo He's eyes, through the starlight, saw the far, far future, which was what she had longed for.

But for Jian Chun, the stars in the sky and the illusion rendered are all her silhouette.

"I want to take the F major!", the firm voice was loud and clear in the dry cold night.

Like a huge boulder thrown into the backwaters of his ancient well——

One stone caused a thousand waves!

"Okay!", he heard him say, "I want to get into F University too!"

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"Ha Qiu!"

Luo He suddenly sneezed in his sleep and sniffed uncomfortably.

Could it be a cold?

Jian Chun's thoughts immediately shifted to the sleeping person, but before he could make the next move with his clasped hands, a line of sight shot straight at him from a distance.Can not ignore.

Jian Ting paused as she was about to hug Luo He into the room, and then looked back at the direction the gaze came from.

The tall man, wearing shiny leather shoes, stepped on the autumn wind and dead leaves, like a fallen fairy, coming towards him against the light.

Clear footsteps, one by one, seemed to be stepping on him.

Upright posture, tall figure, handsome face, and compelling momentum.

Jian Chun's arm slowly fell.

There was a self-deprecating arc on his lips.

Ha, Jian Chun, you look like a drowned dog...

What qualifications do you have to compete with others...

　Does anyone like Jian Chun? This is probably Jian Chun’s last scene in the text. Anyway, when I wrote it, I was super sad. After all, at the beginning, I regarded Jian Chun as my most important male supporting actor.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)