Give your past self a hug (2)

She was wearing the red dress that Zhiyun had picked out and standing quietly in the corner.

Compared to the lively atmosphere around him, he seemed lonely and distant.

Looking at her little sister, who was protected and welcomed like a little princess, her heel ached faintly. Without looking, she could imagine how badly it had been worn out by the new shoes.

But even so, she only stubbornly straightened her neck, not letting others see her persistence.

The song family had a pair of phoenixes. The one in the red dress was miss song, song Chenxi!

Yingluo, why? is young master Gong interested?

He was ugly.

She turned around in the direction of the voice and happened to meet the eyes of the young man who spoke.

That young man had the most beautiful pair of eyes in the world.

Even now, song Chenxi still thought so.

The fluorescent light on his fingertips glowed slightly, and the scene changed to the courtyard.