"Aren't you going to celebrate for him?" Liu Xiaoli, who was dressed up carefully, walked over and asked curiously.

Looking back at her best friend who was extremely delicate and beautiful, Jiang Ranli shook her head and said, "The tutor is looking for him, so I won't go. Don't worry about me. Go on a date with your dear."

Hearing Jiang Ranli talking about his beloved, a blush crossed Liu Xiaoli's face, "You just like to make fun of me. I don't like you anymore. Humph, goodbye."

After saying that, Liu Xiaoli walked out of the dormitory with her head held high, but when she was about to leave, she turned back.

"I'm leaving, don't miss me, I won't miss you anyway."

Hearing this, Jiang Ranli laughed out loud, "Okay, I understand. I will definitely not miss you, don't worry."

After hearing this, Liu Xiaoli's face fell. She quickly ran to Jiang Ranli and said unhappily, "You are so heartless. I really don't like you anymore."

"Okay, okay, Your Majesty, I was wrong. I will definitely miss you, very much. Go on a date with your Bu Fan, don't keep him waiting too long."

Jiang Ranli likes to tease Liu Xiaoli the most. Every time she threatens her that she doesn't like her, but as long as Jiang Ranli admits her mistake and gives in, she will immediately smile.

"Well, that's better. Just wait in the dormitory for your queen to come back."

Liu Xiaoli was very satisfied when Jiang Ranli told her that she would miss him very much, so she happily went on a date.

Watching Liu Xiaoli leave, Jiang Ranli sat down powerlessly in her seat. She was about to collapse these days. She began to suspect that the few months she lived in the Qing Dynasty was just a dream that was too real. Otherwise, how could she explain it?

I don’t know how long it was before my cell phone rang. I looked up and saw it was Wu Chengze calling.

"Hello".

"Xiao Li, I'm downstairs in your dormitory."

Hearing Wu Chengze's voice on the phone, Jiang Ranli stood up and walked towards the balcony, from which he could see the situation at the dormitory door.

Looking down from the balcony, among the passers-by, a tall and slender figure was particularly eye-catching. When the girls passing by saw him, they all had happy expressions on their faces and glanced at him from time to time.

As if noticing Jiang Ranli's gaze, Wu Chengze turned and looked in the direction of Jiang Ranli's dormitory, "Xiao Li, these days are the May Day holiday, let's go out and relax."

Listening to the voice as warm as the spring breeze on the phone and looking at the slightly lonely figure in front of the dormitory door, Jiang Ranli pondered for a long time without speaking.

Her experience in the Qing Dynasty was suffocating her, and now her heart was filled with the figure of another person, so she could not agree to go out with Wu Chengze to relax, and could not give him any hope, otherwise, the harm to him would become deeper and deeper. She had already let him down so much, how could she hurt him more?

"I want to go home tomorrow. I haven't seen my parents for a long time. I want to go back and see them tomorrow."

Upon hearing this, Wu Chengze was silent for a while on the other end of the phone and said, "Then I'll drive you there. Tickets are hard to buy during the May Day holiday."

"No, no, I went out to buy a ticket in the afternoon," Jiang Ranli quickly refused, and then walked back to the dormitory from the balcony. She didn't want to look at that figure anymore, because the guilt in her heart was getting deeper and deeper, and was about to overflow, "Chengze, I'm sorry."

After saying that, without waiting for Wu Chengze's response, Jiang Ranli hung up the phone, switched his phone to airplane mode, got on the bed and buried himself deeply in the quilt.