Yes, time flies like water. At those nodes in the past, how many things have we missed...

Luo Xiaoyao also felt infinite emotion in his heart. The things and helplessness and sorrow of those things back then surged into his heart like a pool of sad water. Suddenly, he suddenly wanted to tell her about the mistakes he had made back then.

That impulse suddenly defeated him, and he wanted to explain all the depression and longing he had for so many years to her clearly.

However, time does not allow - the gate of their community appeared in front.

Memories can only come to an abrupt end. Time is really a weapon. He is full of holes and doesn't even give him a chance to breathe or a chance!

He tried his best to suppress his boiling heartbeat, continued to ride forward steadily, and tried not to expose himself.

"Your family is in that Dr. Lu's clinic, right?"

"Well, that's the other side. When you enter the community gate, turn right." Zong Bairong looked up at the familiar scenery and knew that he was about to get home. "But I remember your home is on the left, otherwise, you put me down and let's separate at the gate."

"It's okay, I'll take you downstairs." Of course, Luo Xiaoyao didn't stop, and rode his bike through the community gate, heading towards the Zong Bairong's family, who was obviously very familiar but wanted to pretend that he didn't know how to go.

Soon, the two of them arrived downstairs of Zong Bairong's house. Zong Bairong got out of the car and Luo Xiaoyao returned the car to her.

Zong Bairong took the bicycle and began to worry about why Luo Xiaoyao was going home.

"Which building is your home?"

"What's wrong with Building 17?" Luo Xiaoyao was puzzled.

"Building No. 17." Zong Bairong thought for a while, "that's not very far from my house. You can walk from here later. The second intersection, well, turn left at the second intersection, and then keep moving forward. It should be a short while before you can get there. This is more convenient to walk, so you won't have to go back to the entrance of the community."

"Yeah, okay, I understand." Luo Xiaoyao nodded in response. In fact, he had really walked this road many times, but Zong Bairong didn't know it. Looking at Zong Bairong's smile, he hesitated for a moment, and finally asked tentatively, "By the way, will we go to school together tomorrow morning?"

"Ah? Didn't you say you'll be together in the future?" The confused person turned into Zong Bairong. What's the situation? Wasn't he sincere when he stopped her on the road just now?

Luo Xiaoyao knew that Zong Bairong didn't understand what he meant, so he could only explain to her tactfully.

"My bicycle is still in school. It's night now, there are not many people on the road, so I will carry you. But tomorrow morning I will go to school, there are so many people in the community, if I still carry you, you won't be afraid of people seeing it. I will, will, will, will, will, will, will, will, will, will, will—"

"Do you think we are in love early?" Zong Bairong took over the conversation and an unexpected smile appeared on his face. "I really thought Luo Daxia was not afraid of heaven, but I didn't expect that he would be afraid of rumors?"

"No, I'm just afraid you'll be confused about it!"

Luo Xiaoyao didn't know what was going on, so he blurted out this sentence without any brains. After he finished speaking, Zong Bairong and him were silent.

Zong Bairong was stunned for a while, feeling very strange, happy and frightened. Finally, she pushed the bicycle to the wall of the building, locked the bicycle, then looked back at Luo Xiaoyao, and said word by word, "I'm fine, I'm not afraid of anything, see you tomorrow."

Luo Xiaoyao didn't expect her to react like this. She felt indescribable. She was ecstatic and nervous. Is this her hint? Or did he think too much? He murmured "See you tomorrow". He felt that he still needed to say something, but now his brain can no longer think normally. He had forgotten what he had thought about before.

At this moment, Zong Bairong, who had already reached the stairs, turned around and smiled sweetly at Luo Xiaoyao, "Thank you today, good night."

After saying that, she stopped looking at him and turned around and walked up the stairs. Luo Xiaoyao was awakened by this thank you. He finally remembered what he had decided to tell her before, and he thought about it when he decided to pick her up from school.

"Bai Rong, wait!"

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Zong Bairong turned around in surprise, and Luo Xiaoyao had already rushed behind her.

"There is one thing I forgot to tell you to take a good exam tomorrow, don't worry if Huo Ning will go through your stuff again. I asked the school to punish her for not being able to attend classes for a week, don't worry."

Zong Bairong's eyes were wide open. Luo Xiaoyao meant that he asked for punishment for Huo Ning to not go to class for a week, just because he didn't want to be unhappy?

"Okay, hurry up and go upstairs, have a good rest, good night."

Seeing her obviously not reacting, he couldn't help but reach out and touch her head, and then said goodbye to her with a doting look on her face. This time, it was a real farewell.

Zong Bairong finally walked up the stairs smoothly and returned home, but there was a twelve-level wind blew in her mind. To be honest, Luo Xiaoyao's performance tonight showed her definition of a good friend...

And she herself felt very sweet when facing her performance of her out-of-scene performance?

Luo Xiaoyao stood downstairs, watching the lights at the entrance of the corridor light up one by one, and then went out one by one. Seeing the headlights of Zong family on the fifth floor turned on and turned off the headlights again. After confirming that Zong Bairong had arrived home safely, he slowly turned around under the shadow of the moonlight and left...

After returning to his own nest, he finally took off his fatigue. What happened today was too right and too complicated, and his mood was always ups and downs.

Especially, especially when Zong Bairong said that she had missed the farewell party that year and said that she had not heard the song specially ordered for her, her loss caused him to lose all his mind. He was almost, just a little, and he was going to put all the words he had to press into his heart, and he was spit out all the consequences regardless of the consequences...

But time didn't give him a chance.

Should he thank time or curse time?

Should I thank time for helping him hide his unbearableness and keep her from his influence, or is it the good child who concentrates on studying without distraction? Or should I curse the cruelty of time to him, which made him unable to express his feelings for so many years, and forced him to suppress his feelings?

He took a deep breath and lit a cigarette. Since his grandmother passed away, he learned to smoke. It was good to smoke and could relieve his pain, but he had always been hiding well, and even his uncle didn't know.

Slowly he vomited a smoke ring, and he made a decision silently in his heart.

"Since you said you are not afraid, then what else can I be afraid of?"
Chapter completed!