"Minister, Minister."
"Minister, the ministry is over."
Luo Shuhe stood quietly at the window of the calligraphy department, her back slim and charming, looking quietly at the campus scenery outside.
I don’t know how long I watched it.
It was not until she heard the reminder from her staff that she nodded slightly, indicating that she understood.
"Bye, Minister. See you tomorrow."
"Goodbye, Minister."
"Bye-Bye."
“…”
After the members politely greeted Luo Shuhe, the three of them left the calligraphy club together.
Although they were keenly aware that the minister was a little strange today, with a hint of indescribable loneliness and melancholy, due to their usual understanding of Luo Shuhe, no one dared to take the initiative to step forward and ask about his concern.
Soon, Luo Shuhe was the only one left in the spacious classroom.
Luo Shuning has close friends Ren Lei and Gu Ximan, who can talk about anything with her. Her best friends Lu Xuexue and Luo Shuling are loved by all the girls in the school and have many different best friends.
Luo Shuhe always keeps to herself, just like the plum blossom standing proudly on the top of the snow-capped mountain, cold and tough, blooming her own beauty alone.
She had long been accustomed to this kind of life.
Luo Shuhe was still standing at the window with an expressionless face, and had no intention of leaving to go home. She was always wondering what her sister and her beloved man were doing.
Perhaps they are strolling leisurely on the bustling streets, holding hands and sharing each other's joys and sorrows.
Maybe it's bathing together in a warm bathroom, giving each other a body rub and enjoying a moment of intimacy.
Perhaps they are snuggling together, whispering sweet words and expressing their love.
Or perhaps they were lying in bed, immersed in passionate intimacy, and in love.
In short, it must be happiness.
This is good too, we can confirm our relationship sweetly on Sunday.
Shu Ling's unrealistic and crazy idea would be shattered here.
At least, the scumbag’s legs won’t be broken by his father.
That's good.
That's good.
That's it...
At this moment, a breeze suddenly blew in from the window, bringing a little coolness, which made Luo Shuhe rub his eyes.
Just as she was about to close the window to block out the noise and disturbance from the outside world, the classroom door was suddenly pushed open with a creaking sound.
Hearing this sudden noise, Luo Shuhe immediately withdrew his hand, rubbed his eyes vigorously, took a deep breath, and adjusted his mood, thinking that a member of the team had dropped something.
Then I heard a very familiar voice:
"Shu He, I brought you some yogurt. Let's go back."
Luo Shuling took two cups of yogurt, skipped into the calligraphy department, and went straight to Luo Shuhe.
"You go back first."
Luo Shuhe reached out to take the yogurt with a straw already inserted, and with a somewhat mechanical movement, he silently put the straw into his mouth.
"Don't chase me away." Luo Shuling jumped and easily sat on the windowsill. Her pair of round and healthy legs swayed in the air, looking lively and playful.
"I think homemade yogurt tastes better."
After a pause, she imitated Luo Shuhe's usual habit, crossed her legs, and laughed:
"Yeah, that's what my brother recommended it to me before."
Hearing this, Luo Shuhe paused in sucking the yogurt, looked at her with slightly red eyes, and asked calmly:
"Shu Ling, what do you want to say?"
"I want to say...."
Luo Shuling tilted her head, reached out and gave her a chestnut on the forehead, and sighed slightly: "I want to say, Shu He, you are an idiot."
"I've been soft since I was little."
"You may look cold all day long, but your heart is warmer than anyone else's."
"Hey, no wonder Shu Ning and my brother like to tap my forehead so much, it feels really good."
Luo Shuhe just bit the straw, listened silently, and said nothing.
After an unknown amount of time, Luo Shuling suddenly asked:
"Is it really okay for you to dote on Shu Ning so much?"
"That's none of your business."
Luo Shuhe said this, turned around and threw the empty yogurt bottle into the trash can beside him.
"Yes, yes, you're crying and you don't need my help." Luo Shuling jumped off the windowsill, walked over and hugged her arm affectionately, giggling:
"Okay, let's go home."
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