Yu Lu and Ren Sihan were still waiting in the milk tea shop, while Hazel Qi separated from Beckett Jiang at the school gate.
He put his pockets in his pockets and raised his chin at her, "See you tomorrow."
His posture was inexplicably unruly.
Hazel Qi suddenly thought of that night, in the night, the corners of Beckett Jiang's arrogant eyes were slightly raised with frivolity.
A bit fierce.
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