After He Yanmo left, Shang Yin watched her slender and graceful figure through the car window.
The little sister in his memory had grown up beautifully, budding like a flower.
Shang Yin stared for a long time, only leaving the side road when she entered the campus.
Meanwhile, under the banyan tree on campus, He Yanmo leaned against the trunk, carefully putting the red string into her pocket, and then took out her phone, "Qi Bao, come pick me up."
The voice on the receiver was clear and calm, identical to the past Li Qiao, "Five minutes."
He Yanmo's eyes flickered, she gently kicked the tree trunk with her toes, "I'll go back to the dorm to get something first, wait for me at the side road of Third Street."
Three minutes later, He Yanmo entered the dormitory building, approaching ten o'clock at night, and the doors would soon be locked.
She leisurely returned to the freshman dormitory, opened the door to see that her three roommates had already prepared for bed.
