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"Xiao Zuo, what are you writing... I just saw that you have been writing."

Bai Fan leaned over curiously.

"Memories."

Li Huazuo raised his head calmly, and then picked up the booklet in his hand.

The iconic cowhide book made Bai Fan stunned.

Last time at the station, was this what the girl kept looking at?

But. . .

"What do you mean by memories...?"

Really couldn't figure out what this meant, Bai Fan could only shake his head, and finally asked curiously.

"remember..."

Li Huazuo didn't mean to respond to Bai Fan, but calmly turned the reader sideways.

Put it in front of Bai Fan.

Yes, memories.

When Bai Fan saw the above words clearly, he finally understood what memory meant.

All kinds of things are written directly above, no matter how big or small, no matter how inconspicuous.

As long as there are things that are different from today, they are all written on it by Li Huazuo.

"Because... I may only spend it on the hospital bed in the future."

Li Hua's voice was as weak as breathing.

But everyone here has undoubtedly heard it.

"Spent in bed?"

What does this mean?

"..." Bai Fan.

"Memories... ah."

Bai Fan put the notebook back into the girl's hand.

It was so heavy that his palms trembled clearly.

Yes, memories—

Plastic memory.

(Ahhh!!! This is an update! I'm so sorry for delaying this due to various things! I'm really an idiot or something! All in all! Now that it's updated! Leave it to me! )

Chapter 170. Skillfully tidy up fat times (for subscription)

Memories……

Many people have.

In terms of breadth alone, this word covers a large part of the hierarchy.

happy.

sorrowful.

What is it like when all kinds of memories are crowded together?

Memories can be created.

However, for Li Huazuo, this kind of meaning may not exist, because...

"A memory as pure as glass, but fragile." Bai Fan looked at Li Huazuo who had already walked out of this intersection, and couldn't calm down for a long time.

As for the black cat, Xiazhiqiu Shiyu, and Tujianbu, they all left because the atmosphere was a little dull.

After all, we still need to prepare the things that should be used in the camp, so we can't simply stay here all the time.

As for the reason for Li Hua's performance, although they didn't ask, Bai Fan knew that it was just a question of how long they asked.

"……It really is……"

It was no longer a headache that could be solved, Bai Fan had no choice but to re-enter his home.

"Ah la la...it looks very nerve-wracking."

As soon as he entered the door, he could see Xia Chuan Zhenliang leaning against the wall.

"Miss... don't be sarcastic at a time like this..." Bai Fan smiled wryly.

"Well... I just said something briefly, not sarcasm." Xia Chuan smiled and stuck out his tongue playfully.

"So, what are you worrying about? Well...forget it, let alone the obvious things." First, he raised a question, and then denied it.

This is undoubtedly an attitude to ask questions.

"Well... Even if I don't tell you the details, you can guess it." Bypassing Xiachuan Zhenliang, Bai Fan shrugged and walked into the living room.

"I can guess..." Xia Chuan Zhenliang smiled and shook his head.

She is not that kind of fool, she can guess it, but she won't expose it so easily.

It can be seen that Bai Fan's mood has been depressed in an instant.

"Fan."

Seeing Bai Fan walk in from the outside, Shiina Mashiro tilted his head and greeted him.

"truth."

Bai Fan touched the girl's head.

No matter when, Bai Fan only touched Zhenbai's head.

Being well-behaved is of course one thing.