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who I promised forever to will push me away, I believe she won't do that!"Even though it was time for her to leave, she still tried to find loopholes in language, using such words to hope that Rong L...Rong Ling was very busy, so busy that Lin Meng woke up and couldn't see him again. However, Rong Ling left her a letter, placing it on her bedside table. She picked it up and saw his handwriting, as if a soaring dragon, both unrestrained and full of domineering spirit.

Remember to apply ointment to the wound on your wrist, three times a day. The ointment is on your bedside table.

Since you seemed to enjoy last night's dessert, let the kitchen make you some more.

If you are bored, you can watch the home theater. You can choose what you want to see and the customer service will arrange it for you, or you can go online.

"I'll be back in the evening to have dinner with you. Let's think about what we want to eat!"

This is going to let her take charge!

Lin Meng held the note, which exuded both domineering and tenderness, and chuckled softly, looking a little silly. The grievances from last night had vanished without a trace.

Around ten o'clock, someone delivered flowers and said they were from Rong Ling.

She took the small potted plant in surprise, looking at the white blooms like snowflakes and green leaves like jade. She curiously asked, “What is this called”

The maid who served the presidential suite smiled and replied to her, "Lily, a very pure flower, very suitable for you."

Lin Meng was praised until her face flushed slightly. She left with the maidservant, and after closing the door, she immediately flew to the side of the tea table without a sound, focusing intently on a small potted plant called Lily of the Valley. Its large leaves were emerald green and alluring, gently enveloping the flower stems inside like scabbards, silently guarding them.

Lin Meng counted, there were more than eight small flowers on the flower stem. They grew on one side, each resembling a shy little bride, wearing a white wedding dress and lowering her head, waiting for others' pity. The white flowers, with their centers facing down, looked like tiny bells or wind chimes, incredibly beautiful. Their pearly white glow was like jade pieces, possessing a unique kind of beauty.

She didn't even dare reach out to touch them, afraid that she might accidentally knock off the small bell-shaped white flowers. She smiled happily and leaned closer to the flowers, taking a gentle sniff. The fragrance was refreshing and elegant. The more she looked at them, the more she loved them. Besides, it was potted, so it should be easy to keep. This white lily of the valley shouldn't wither as easily as the detached white roses, right

"Hee hee..."

He should compensate her for it!

Last night, he threw away her white rose!

The floor was covered in a luxurious and opulent carpet, so Lin Meng just lay there on the ground, chin resting on her hand, staring at Linglan with interest. She watched like this for quite some time, until lunchtime.

The doorbell rang again, and she ran to it excitedly. Through the video intercom installed beside the door, she was stunned. It was the girl who looked like a princess yesterday, whose name was He Ya!

She pressed the answer key.

"Hello!" a sweet and delicate voice came from outside the door. "I'm looking for Brother Rong!"

He is not here.

He Yanzhu frowned, "Oh," she said, then added, "Let me in!" Her tone was commanding.

This is Rong Ling's friend, Lin Meng. He didn't want to offend any of them, so he immediately opened the door and invited He Ya in.

He Yada strolled around the room as if admiring the furnishings of this presidential suite. Lin Meng stood aside, feeling a bit awkward and unsure how to talk to her. After some thought, he stretched his lips and asked with a smile, "Are you thirsty I'll get you a bottle of juice."

"No need!" He Ya's tone was quite cold, her refusal also carrying a chill.

"This suite is really nice!" she assessed, sounding like an expert. Then, her almond eyes locked onto Lin Meng's, filled with a sharp intensity, and her face naturally revealed the disdain of someone superior looking down on an inferior.

"Have you heard that you're from No. 4 Middle School"

Lin Meng was taken aback and nodded. She was indeed a student at J City No. 4 Middle School, but she never expected that this girl who had just had her photo taken yesterday would know.

He Ya's eyes flashed, suddenly withdrew the disdain from her face, and smiled faintly, like a Sichuan opera face-changing, changing into another expression. A touch of intimacy also appeared on her face.

"So you're really a student from No. 4 Middle School!"

It seems that "Sichuan No. 4 Middle School" is a very mystical word, which could help bridge the gap between her and Lin Meng.

"Brother Rong was also a student of No. 4 Middle School before, you two are really destined, hehe…"

Lin Meng was a little surprised to be teased like this by He Ya. Her fair face turned a delicate shade of pink. Her alma mater, her alma mater... it was like a mother to them all. When students from the same school met, they would naturally feel closer, perhaps because they were "from the same mother." Hearing that Rong Ling and she went to the same school, Lin Meng felt a sweetness she hadn't even noticed herself. She felt vaguely as though she was closer to him.

"After so many years, No. 4 Middle School should have changed a lot, right" He Ya seemed to murmur unintentionally, and Lin Meng heard her immediately and replied, "[..tw超多好看小說]"Hmm, it has changed a lot. Several new buildings have been built in recent years!"

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"Really" He Ya murmured again, her mind seemingly adrift. She looked at Lin Meng's eyes, as if peering through her, towards somewhere else.

"Have you ever been there before" Lin Meng asked curiously.

He Ya's eyes flashed, she smiled, but didn't answer. Instead, she said very abruptly, "I have to go!"

Saying that, she ignored Lin Meng's reaction and walked towards the door on her own. Lin Meng hurriedly followed and sent her off. At the door, He Ya suddenly said, "Things change, people change. We should go back to our alma mater."

The voice was soft, like a whisper only at the edge of her lips, yet Lin Meng could hear it clearly. Before Lin Meng could savor the depth of He Ya's words, He Ya had already closed the door and left on her own. Leaving Lin Meng to kneel back down on the carpet, staring at the vibrant, delicate bellflower, lost in thought.

In the evening, Rong Ling came as promised, bringing Lin Meng to eat xiaolongbao once again. Lin Meng had a particular fondness for the xiaolongbao at Yujin Restaurant; ever since she had her first taste, she couldn't get it out of her mind. Today, she was finally able to have another bite. This also subtly reveals that this girl is someone who cherishes the past.

Taking the last bite of her steamed bun, Lin Meng hesitated again and again. She wavered and lingered before, when Rong Ling offered her a wet towel to wipe her hands, she finally uttered the thought that had been circling in her mind all along.

"You…want to see my school!"

It felt a bit awkward, drawing curious glances. Lin Meng quickly smiled sweetly at him. "I'm also a student from No. 4 Middle School. The school has changed a lot compared to a few years ago!"

Rong Ling narrowed her eyes slightly. Under Lin Meng's bright gaze, she remained silent for a long time before... gently nodding her head. A big smile immediately reappeared on Lin Meng's face. Sure enough, saying it out loud was right. In that case, she could be considered a good tour guide too.

This time, Rong Ling drove himself, and Lin Meng sat in the co-pilot position. It was past 8 p.m., after the peak traffic flow, so there weren't many cars on the road. The agile and smooth black Porsche, like a black panther, galloped gracefully and swiftly on the road, and soon arrived at Lin Meng's school - No. 4 Middle School!

“I...can I not get off the car” Although Rong Ling parked the car outside the school, she was also afraid that if she got off, she might be seen by her classmates. Right now, this time is when high school students are having evening self-study, and it’s possible that some classmates will come out to buy food.

Rong Ling didn't speak, but he didn't move. This seemed to be acquiescence.

Lin Meng was in a good mood. Seeing the familiar school, she felt a sense of intimacy. There were streetlights on in the school, and most of the teaching buildings were lit up with students and teachers inside. The dark night didn't hinder the view of these buildings at all. On the contrary, those angular, cold steel-and-concrete structures softened under the soft glow of the lights, making them feel more approachable.

Lin Meng didn't pay much attention to Rong Ling's silence. Being alumni made her feel lightheaded, her cheeks flushed slightly, and her mood became rather agitated as she excitedly explained the school's setup to Rong Ling. She chattered incessantly, speaking more than usual. Her tone was lively and fervent, like a little girl desperately introducing her prized possessions to a new friend, hoping to win their approval!

Rong Ling listened, his brow furrowed slightly. The streetlights outside shone through the car window and onto his face, making this sharp jawline even more indistinct in the dim light. Lin Meng didn't notice, just happily explaining.

"See those seven-story buildings They were built last year, specifically for the high school seniors. We high school juniors and sophomores rarely get close to them, I think it's to avoid distracting them from their college entrance exams…"

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