Su Yanyan, a beat slow to react, tilted her head and looked at Feng Xiran, who was not saying much, and asked, "Xiran, what about you? Do you have a boyfriend?"
Wu Yue and Tong Chunhan also looked at Feng Xiran at the same time.
To be fair, Feng Xiran's appearance is definitely what boys like best: long, straight black hair, long legs, a cool and aloof temperament, and a top student.
All I can say is—she's a goddess.
She must have many suitors.
Feng Xiran pursed her lips, and after a long sigh filled with indescribable emotions, she seemed to be thinking of something: "Yes."
"Xiran, did you have a fight with your boyfriend?" Tong Chunhan noticed her unhappiness and asked tentatively.
Feng Xiran lowered her eyes: "We didn't argue."
Su Yanyan slapped her thigh, "Oh my god, it's obvious he doesn't like her. Xiran, don't worry, break up! The next one will be more obedient and handsome."
Su Yanyan is a girl who always has a way of infecting others. She seems to have inexhaustible energy and sunshine, and she makes people feel very safe.
But it didn't provide Feng Xiran with any sense of security. Feng Xiran tugged at the corners of her mouth, tilted her head back, and downed the glass of wine in one gulp. She was completely different from the woman who had been sipping her wine only moments before; the dark, turbulent emotions in her eyes were like midnight waves, surging fiercely and receding gently and silently.
Tong Chunhan held Feng Xiran's hand and gently comforted her, "Xiran, it's okay. If you don't like it, let go as soon as possible. Ah, although Yan Yan and I are both love theorists and have never been in a relationship, I know that if you don't like someone, you shouldn't be together. Don't let the other person hold you back."
"Tongtong, thank you."
Feng Xiran forced a smile and didn't linger on the topic, clearly not wanting to discuss her private life further.
Tong Chunhan blinked, probably sensing that Feng Xiran was unwilling to talk about it, so she immediately changed the subject: "By the way, the day after tomorrow is military training. I heard that many of the instructors are soldiers who are the same age as us? I'm so looking forward to it."
Su Yanyan squinted and shook her head, scoffing, "I'm not looking forward to it at all. I'll get tanned and tanned again and again... Ah! I'll have to apply more sunscreen."
"It's 10:30. Let's get ready, wash up, and go to bed." Feng Xiran was the first to stand up; she didn't look well.
Wu Yue glanced at the drunk Su Yanyan and said, "Tongtong, take care of Yanyan, I'll go wash the dishes."
Just now, to make it easier to eat, they poured all the snacks into the dishes and basins in the kitchen cabinet provided in the dormitory.
“Wu Yue, I’ll go with you.” Feng Xiran picked up the glass and walked towards the sink on the balcony.
When washing the cups, Feng Xiran took off the thin sun-protective clothing she had been wearing.
The light on the balcony was a dim, yellowish hue, and the pale moonlight lay languidly outside the railing.
Everything was veiled in a blurry color.
Wu Yue inadvertently noticed the fine, interwoven scars on Feng Xiran's arm, a shocking sight. Perhaps her gaze lingered for half a second longer, or perhaps Feng Xiran was simply more sensitive, for she abruptly looked up.
In that instant, meeting the girl's calm and unperturbed gaze, Feng Xiran felt a lump in her throat, but feigned composure and explained, "It was an accident..."
"Did you get scratched? I have a scar removal cream; contact me if you need it," Wu Yue said.
Feng Xiran's heart sank slowly: "Thank you."
[This is clearly someone who was beaten up, isn't it?]
[Holy crap, after zooming in, I discovered that Ms. Feng has a wrist-cutting scar on her other hand!!!]
Oh my god, that's scary!
[Frightening! The Witch God must be careful!]
After getting ready, the girls washed up and took care of their skin, then climbed into bed to rest.
Wu Yue's bed was near the door, and Feng Xiran was in the bed next to her. Each bed was equipped with a curtain, which had a blackout effect and could also protect one's privacy to a great extent.
After lying down, Wu Yue sent a message to Yan Chiyu. She received his reply ten minutes later.
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