0°C lingering: Mr. Leng's new wife at midnight

Xia Ruoqi looked at the group of classmates who had dispersed, put away her pretended kindness, and put on a cold expression.

"Senior Luo, do you have something very important to leave me alone?" Xia Ruoqi's tone was as indifferent as her facial expression, repelling others thousands of miles away.

She never forgot her current identity for a moment, because she couldn't remember, and she didn't dare to forget——

The death of her parents and the dilemma that made her what she is today have not been reported. She must not let Zheng Keyun grasp any handles.

"Ruoqi." Luo Xiheng softly called her name, walked in front of Xia Ruoqi, but did not try to reach out to hold her, "Shall we sit down and have a good talk? Peace of mind." [

Xia Ruoqi didn't want to agree at first, but when she thought that if she didn't speak clearly, Luo Xiheng would definitely not let it go——

They knew each other from their sophomore year of high school to her sudden disappearance in their senior year of high school. They had been in love for more than a year. Xia Ruoqi knew Luo Xiheng's personality better than anyone else.

Xia Ruoqi sighed, and looked down at the electronic watch on her wrist, it was four past five.

She just called Zheng Keyun, and he said that the driver would take a client to the airport, and it would take about 10 minutes to get to the school, so they still have a little time.

"Do you have anything else to do next?" Xia Ruoqi softened her tone, no longer as cold as before.

Luo Xiheng seemed unable to adapt to Xia Ruoqi's transformation for a while, and after a few seconds of stunned, he nodded and said slightly excitedly, "It's okay, I'll be fine from now on."

"Then let's sit in the cafe outside the campus. But we don't have much time, we can only chat for half an hour. Someone will pick me up for an internship later." Xia Ruoqi walked out while talking.

Just now, out of the corner of her eye, she saw a cafe at the gate of the school. The door is small, and if she goes there to talk, it should not attract too many people's attention.

"En." Luo Xiheng nodded and followed Xia Ruoqi's footsteps.

A few minutes later, they came to the cafe Xia Ruoqi had mentioned.

The two chose a corner seat to sit down.

"Give me a cup of English-style iced orange tea." Luo Xiheng ordered a drink directly without taking the order from the waiter, and finally looked up at Xia Ruoqi who was opposite, and asked, "Should I still drink Hong Kong-style milk tea as before?"

"I don't drink milk tea anymore." Xia Ruoqi said, turning her head to the waiter and saying, "Please, give me a glass of fresh orange juice, thank you."