Campus belle's cultivation master

On the 18th Qintai Road stands an elegant and luxurious Western villa. The arched windows made of white marble and the grand hall are graceful.

The garden is planted with litchi, longan, Magnolia and other trees, in the light of street lamps, green, beautiful.

But the host has no time to enjoy the scenery.

Luo Yixiong stuffed his hastily packed luggage into the trunk and looked up at the bright stars in the sky. He could not help but let out a sigh of relief.

About a week ago, his father-in-law was seriously ill, and his wife rushed back to Zhonghai's hometown.

Tonight, while he was sleeping, he suddenly received a call from his wife's family, claiming that his father-in-law had died and that the whole family was busy preparing for the future.

As his son-in-law, Luo Yixiong had to put down his work for the time being and took his daughter to Zhonghai to mourn thousands of miles away.

He closed the trunk and yelled at the room, "Xiaoxiao! Hurry up

"It's coming, it's coming!"

Crisp sweet voice down, a young girl ran down the steps in a hurry.

Simple simple white shirt elegant dust, blue skirt can cover the knee, revealing two straight white leg.

Bright eyes and white teeth, ethereal as an immortal. Her beautiful white cheek is still full of sleepiness, and her long black and soft hair is scattered over her shoulders. It is natural and elegant, but it has its own charm.

Seemingly ordinary but not ordinary, seemingly unusual but extraordinary. This woman, with her unique posture, just a smile is enough to make people indulge in her life.

Luo Xiaoxiao, holding a long Lady's small windbreaker in his arm, rushes to the front of the car and opens the door with a scallion hand.

Her body suddenly and a meal, as if suddenly have a feeling, uncanny raise pretty face, looked at the opposite empty roof.

"Strange..."

She pursed her little mouth and muttered. Xiumei frowned slightly. She always felt that there was something wrong with that direction. But what is the problem, she said, is unclear.

"Xiaoxiao!" His father, Luo Yixiong, had already got into the driver's seat and started the car. "Come on up quickly, I'm leaving."

"Oh." Luo Xiaoxiao recovered, had to take back his sight, bent down and got into the carriage.

She looked at the deep night outside the window, suddenly felt a burst of unspeakable cold, immediately shook open the windbreaker, tightly wrapped in the thin body.

Looking through the endoscope, Luo Yixiong saw his daughter's pale cheek and asked with concern: "what's the matter? Do you have a cold? "

"No, it's just a little cold."

The car started slowly, drove out of the gate and headed for Zhonghai.

Under the night sky, the silence was restored. Only the night birds hiding in the woods gave out a clear cry from time to time.

After a while, the villa roof was slightly dark, and a shadow appeared out of thin air.

He is as handsome as Yushu. In his dark eyes, there is a flame about the size of a needle.

There is no doubt that this person is Lin Yu.

"Xiaoxiao..."

He slowly read out the name buried in the bottom of his heart, and his cold eyes gradually rose with a trace of warmth.

All of a sudden, the gate of memory opens quietly, and the past comes like a tide.

It was also a cool night. Lin Yu walked in the empty memorial garden of jia'an university with his heart full. He heard the sobs coming from a distance.

This is his first encounter with Luo Xiaoxiao in his last life.

Lin Yu stood behind the blooming roses, gazing at the girl covered with silver moonlight, crying with tears.

He stood still for a long time, until the other party noticed the peeping not far away, and raised his eyes with tears in panic, their eyes intertwined.

You look at me, I look at you, speechless.

After a long time, Lin Yufang took a deep breath, summoned up the courage to approach, timidly asked the first sentence: "what's the matter with you?"

For a moment, Luo Xiaoxiao cried more fiercely

Her father died in an explosion not long ago. Her once kind and amiable close relatives were torn apart in front of her eyes.

And she is the survivor of that disaster.

Many people say that when they are in the same car, their father Luo Yixiong is blown to pieces, while their daughter Luo Xiaoxiao is only slightly bruised. This is a miracle.

That night, Luo Xiaoxiao, who had just lost his father, and Lin Yu, who had never seen his mother before, spoke to each other for the whole night. They cherished each other, knew each other, and fell in love with each other

After his rebirth, Lin Yu could wait patiently. On the same cool night, he went to the memorial garden and stood behind the rose bushes to find the crying girl.

He only needs to repeat what he experienced in his previous life, and even have enough assurance to do better than his former self. Then he can easily capture Luo Xiaoxiao's heart and spend his whole life with this beautiful woman.

But Lin Yu couldn't do such a cruel thing.

He clearly has a better solution, that is, to keep Luo Yixiong in the world and not let the girl he loves go through the pain of losing her father.

As a result, Luo Xiaoxiao is still the daughter of jia'anluo's family, and a university flower admired by countless people. She is innocent and carefree, and the sorrow and tears of the last life will disappear from her.

But in this way, will she still like herself?

Lin Yu doesn't know.

Love or not is the most difficult puzzle in the world.

Luo Xiaoxiao, who lived in the last life, has been nestled by her side for many times and mentioned happily that it was Lin Yu who gave her the only glory and happiness in her life when she was most vulnerable and helpless.

However, Lin Yu is not a person who is good at pleasing girls in both past and present lives.

In his last life, he racked his brains, even went through all the joke books in the bookstore, just to find a few hilarious jokes to make up for his innate sense of humor.

But even if you do all this, can you really be happy?

Finally, it's not that the company is bankrupt and heavily in debt. I watched you sign an engagement with Chen Hongming under the pressure of your family.

How many days and nights have you cried for this, even packing your luggage, insisting on following me far away

But I don't have the courage to go with you. I run like a lost dog, and I don't dare to face this relationship any more

In that case, why don't I give my father back to you?

Lin Yu couldn't manage so much. His confused eyes gradually returned to the pure brightness. He stood on tiptoe, turned into a streamer under the night sky, and ran after him.

If you can be safe and happy from now on, you will be without me. What's wrong?

After all, it's better to forget each other.