"Sorry, I have something to do, I have to leave first."
Ye Lantian, "..."
Ye Chenxi nodded, "Okay."
Zhuo Yue stared at Ye Lantian, gazing deeply for a moment, then left in a hurry.
After being looked at by him for those few moments, Ye Lantian suddenly felt a pang of inexplicable sadness in her heart.
Only when she saw him leave did she remember the silk scarf, bending over, she quickly tore off the silk scarf tied around her calf.
Ye Chenxi frowned tightly, "What are you doing?"
Ye Lantian didn't heed her brother's words, and haphazardly searched the corners of the scarf for that word.
Indeed, in one corner of the white silk scarf, that word was exquisitely embroidered.
The word 'Yue'.
Is it him?
Is it really him?
Is his full name Zhuo Yue?
For some reason, Ye Lantian suddenly became excited, wanting to cry and laugh, finally standing up abruptly, wanting to run towards the direction where Zhuo Yue disappeared.
But Ye Chenxi beside her held onto her arm.
