Xia Xin LAN was happy for Xie Yan 'er. Seeing her so happy, she was also infected.
But tonight, when she went out for dinner with Chu bingxuan and watched a play, she had to admit that she was happy. There was a wonderful change in her mood.
She also liked the feeling of being able to go out and relax while studying.
However, she was used to being tense. Every time she thought of her parents, she could only continue to double her efforts.
It was a rare weekend, and she would go out to relax.
Xia Xin LAN suddenly felt a sense of anticipation in her heart.
This kind of feeling was very subtle. It was a kind of poetic young girl's feelings, waiting for the person she liked to find her.
She was looking forward to tomorrow afternoon, and her heart was beating fast.
She had no choice but to admit this feeling. It was real.
She had always thought that her heart would be cold and lonely after that pain, and that there would be no more waves in her heart.
