Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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"Ye classmates don't have to show such expressions, because you can't see me soon." Yurou blinked and blinked, and the look of his collapse had disappeared completely, and a faint smile was raised in the corner of his mouth.

Luo Dian looked at such a smile, and actually felt desolate.

"you……"

"I want to go abroad." Yurou said in an understatement: "Go to Canada with my little boyfriend."

“Yeah.” Ye Yan’s side whispered a little cold and said: “Alright.”

"I will never come back again." Yu soft shrugged and said: "Let you see this face, you will feel bad."

Ye Yan seems to feel that she should not be so soft to the soft, but the brow is still wrinkled, but the tone is much better.

"I am not in a bad mood, I just have not adapted."

Not yet adapted to the face that he personally buried, appeared in front of him.

"Ye Yan..." Yurou took a deep breath, and Luo Dingchen seemed to be able to feel the crying room she was holding back, and looked deeply at Ye Yandao: "There will be no future."

Ye Yan showed a sigh, and then said: "Along the way."

In the next second, Yu Mo Luo said that he went to the door after ‘bye’.

The melodious wind ringing the sound of '叮铃叮铃', Yurou suddenly stopped and turned and looked at him: "Because deep red is my favorite color, in Canada you just hold a red one. Maple leaves can make a wish."

The sound fell, she left without hesitation, and did not look back.

Ye Yan squatted, and the look in the scorpion turned from doubt to panic and finally to calm.

He knew that Yurou said the meaning of this sentence, but he did not know why Yurou would say this.

When he first met Su Qiuqi, he saw her painting - the maple leaf in autumn.

At that time he asked her why the color of the maple leaves is still red, because most people use yellow.

She just smiled and didn't answer.

Until the end, he did not know the answer.

Can be soft...

"Ye Yan--" Luo Dust gently patted his shoulder and said: "Don't think too much, she will be happy."

"You... how do you know..."

"Because people who have been hurt by love, there must be another person who will heal the wound." Luo said with a slight smile: "She is a good person, there must be good news."

Yurou sent a text message to Luo in front of the plane. The simple sentence was full of meaning.

(In fact, you pay more than me, you and him will be happy. - Yurou)

She almost returned this text message in seconds.

(I have found happiness, but the object is not him. - Luo Dust)

She believes that Yurou will be happy, no matter how many false sentences she has in her story, she believes.

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It’s another weekend. Because the half-semester is about to end, the students in the school are preparing for the summer job.

Z is a very good school, and some big companies will come here to explore talents during the summer vacation.

Lu Yihang, an absolutely outstanding talent, is naturally a hot object.

As for the dust, because a whole half of the semester is based on the cost of living from her work-study, her parents feel awkward in her heart, after she has cultivated her heart, she found that she no longer borrows money from Ye Yan and recovers. Her living expenses.

In fact, these two old times always pay attention to her dynamics. After all, they are biological parents, and they are the most unreliable in their lives.