Sun Guixiang seemed to feel the burning gaze behind her.
She turned her head, and her cloudy eyes, with a hint of doubt and habitual vigilance, glanced at the group of stunned aunts.
She didn't say anything, but just held Ye Qingliu's slightly cold hand even tighter, pulling him to quicken his pace, as if wanting to leave this dangerous place as soon as possible.
Ye Qingliu was being pulled by her, his steps still calm. His gray-blue eyes swept calmly over the group of women with different expressions and pointing fingers.
There was no curiosity or shyness in his eyes, only an unfathomable, inorganic calm.
As if they were just some insignificant background noise. He lowered his eyes slightly, and his long eyelashes cast a small fan-shaped shadow under the plush hat brim, blocking out all inquiring gazes.
Only the fluffy white fur on the top of his hat trembled playfully with his steps and the cold wind.
The aunts were shocked when they saw the blue and white figure disappear at the end of the alley, as if they had just woken up from a dream.
"Oh my God! That child...that look...it makes my heart chill!"
"Yeah, yeah, it's beautiful, but it's just too... too otherworldly!"
"Where did Old Lady Sun get it? Could it be...could it be some kind of spirit that transformed?" (lowered voice)
"What nonsense! I think he's just a relative's kid from the city! But... wearing those little dog clothes... haha..." (can't help laughing)
"Hey, you know what, that outfit matches that face, although it's weird, but... but it's really adorable..."
The sounds of discussion, exclamation and speculation echoed for a long time in the alley after the snow.
Sun Guixiang pulled Ye Qingliu and chose to walk along a secluded path outside the back wall of the Municipal No. 1 Middle School in order to avoid the crowded main road.
From within the high walls, the noise of students' breaks could be faintly heard.
Just then, three people came towards us from the corner of the wall.
Ning Xiwan, Duan Shuce, Bai Zhiye.
They seemed to have just come out of school and were about to go to a nearby stationery store.
Ning Xiwan was wearing a beige down jacket and a red scarf; Duan Shuce was still wearing a well-ironed dark coat and frameless glasses; Bai Zhiye was wrapped in a light purple cotton coat and holding a few books.
When their eyes, defenselessly, met Sun Guixiang and the figure beside her who was wearing a blue and white puppy padded coat and a plush white hat—
It seems like time has been paused!
Ning Xiwan's footsteps were instantly nailed to the spot. The hand holding her umbrella shook violently, and the snow on the umbrella slid down. Her heart seemed to be gripped by an invisible hand.
She stared intently at the blue and white figure, the face that was as delicate as a god's creation under the plush hat brim and silver-rimmed glasses. An intense, heart-wrenching sense of familiarity and pain instantly overwhelmed her.
"...Qing..." A name was stuck in her throat, and the feeling of suffocation made her almost unable to stand.
Duan Shuce's pupils behind the lenses shrank sharply in an instant, as if the most sophisticated instrument encountered unknown strong interference.
The Supervisor's power surged wildly within his body, trying to break through some invisible shackles, and a piercing phantom pain came from his ribs.
He seemed to see again the figure standing up staggeringly from the ruins of the study!
Those gray-blue eyes! Exactly the same! But…but that outfit?! That hat?!
The sense of absurdity and severe pain intertwined together, causing his jawline to instantly tighten like a knife blade and his face to turn pale as paper.
He subconsciously raised his hand to cover his painful ribs, and his body shook almost imperceptibly.
Bai Zhiye's arms holding the book suddenly tightened, and her fingertips sank deeply into the pages.
Her breath suddenly stopped! When those gray-blue eyes swept over her emotionlessly from a few steps away, a huge, indescribable feeling of emptiness and sadness instantly overwhelmed her like an icy tide!
There was a sharp sting in the empty skin at my wrist.
She staggered and almost dropped the book in her arms.
Her clear eyes were instantly covered with a thick layer of mist. She looked at the blue and white figure with blurred vision. Her lips moved silently, but no sound came out.
Ye Qingliu's gray-blue eyes swept over the three people calmly.
There was no inquiry in that gaze, no fluctuation of recollection, it was like scanning three sets of insignificant variable data.
He didn't even linger on them for a second before his gaze drifted back to the snow-covered path ahead.
Sun Guixiang also saw them.
A trace of vigilance flashed in her cloudy eyes, and she subconsciously pulled Ye Qingliu behind her, holding his hand tighter.
She didn't say anything, but just lowered her head and pulled Ye Qingliu, trying to walk past them quickly.
Just as the two sides were about to pass by each other——
"Wait..." Ning Xi took a step forward as if driven by a huge force, her voice trembling and anxious without her even noticing.
However, she hadn't finished speaking yet.
Ye Qingliu didn't pause at all, and he didn't even turn his head to look at her.
The hem of the dark blue school pants brushed against the hem of Ning Xiwan's beige down jacket.
The corner of the puppy's blue and white cotton jacket brushed past the hem of Duan Shuce's dark coat.
The breeze brought by the fluffy white brim of the hat brushed across Bai Zhiye's tear-filled cheeks.
He walked at a steady, unhurried pace.
As if neither heard nor saw.
All that was left was a blue and white, pure and lonely figure that was getting farther and farther away and unable to blend into this noisy world.
There is also the white plush hat that is still fluffy and soft, trembling gently in the cold wind.
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