At this moment, Li Susu's breathing suddenly stopped.
A familiar figure came into view under the arched porch in the distance.
Shen Qingyao was wearing a champagne-colored silk dress and walked towards this side with a graceful figure.
"Uncle! Aunt Qingyao!" Mianmian spotted Shen Qingyao with her sharp eyes.
As soon as she finished speaking, Li Susu said to Bo Junyi: "I, I'm going to the bathroom first."
Bo Junyi reached out to grab her, but Li Susu moved quickly and ran towards the bathroom.
Li Susu didn't actually go to the bathroom. She looked through the hollow wall and observed the situation on the latex track.
Shen Qingyao walked up to Mianmian in a swaying manner, squatted down elegantly, and stroked the top of Mianmian's hair affectionately.
While speaking, her affectionate gaze was fixed on Bo Junyi.
Li Susu's nails dug deep into her palms.
Behind her, the drooping violet flower spikes swayed gently, hiding her figure in mottled shadows.
Li Susu bit her lower lip and watched Shen Qingyao and Bo Junyi chatting. She was hiding in the dark, like a young animal with its tail stepped on. She was eager to rush out to declare her sovereignty, but was afraid of being exposed and having nowhere to hide.
You can only hide yourself deeper and deeper.
She calmed herself down and walked through the archway of the kindergarten. The laughter of children chasing each other on the plastic track gradually faded into the background sound.
After leaving the kindergarten, she walked to the bus stop diagonally across the street.
People waiting for the bus came and went, but she was like a lonely bird, all alone.
Finally, when the No. 2 bus to Jiangcheng University stopped, she stood up as if possessed.
The moment the bus started, the inertia made her stumble and grab the back of the seat.
Through the car window, she took a last look in the direction of the kindergarten - the colorful castle-like building was shrinking in her sight, just like the courage she had tried hard to maintain was collapsing inch by inch.
Warm liquid suddenly splashed on the back of her hand. She hurriedly wiped it with her sleeve, but she couldn't stop the tears from bursting out.
With trembling fingers, I slid across the phone screen, deleting and rewriting the words in the edit box, leaving only the light, "I have something to do, so I have to go back to school first."
The moment the send button was pressed, a familiar breath suddenly came from the side.
The hem of his dark grey suit brushed past her trembling knees, and Bo Junyi's slender fingers pressed against the back of the chair, trapping her between the seat and himself.
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