He and He Yurou missed their meeting time and did not meet with Lu Jingxing.
This made Jiang Wanruo feel very disappointed.
She realized it was already mid-July, and she would be going abroad to study in early September, while Lu Jingxing would be studying in the capital, making it very difficult for her to see him.
They had only been together for half a month, and were already facing a long-distance relationship, which made her increasingly less confident that their love could last forever.
The sky had just darkened.
At 7 p.m., Jiang Wanruo couldn't resist calling Lu Jingxing on her old mobile phone, secretly asking him to meet her for a chat.
The elegant coffee shop is filled with beautiful English melodies.
Lu Jingxing arrived at the coffee shop quickly and saw Jiang Wanru wearing a white dress. The apricot-yellow light shone on her, making her look as if she were wearing a golden wedding dress and a pair of wings.
It made her look like an angel.
She is really beautiful.
She was his type: gentle, shy, charming, and considerate.
Her personality was to his liking, and her hobbies were somewhat similar to his.
So every time they went on a date, they had so much to talk about that they never ran out of things to say, even when their throats were dry and hoarse.
"Wanruo, why are you here so early?" Lu Jingxing rushed over anxiously, panting as he looked at her small face.
Seeing that there wasn't a speck of sweat on her face, I knew she had arrived at least five minutes early.
"Jingxing, sit down quickly. You're covered in sweat. Why did you run so fast? I can't walk."
Jiang Wanruo pulled him to sit beside her and took out her fragrant handkerchief to wipe the sweat from his forehead.
Her movements were gentle, graceful, and beautiful.
Especially the way she looked up at him, so affectionate and captivating.
Under her gaze, Lu Jingxing's handsome face flushed red, and even his neck and ears turned crimson.
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