"I don't mean that." Ding Yiyi hastily defended.

Ye Nianmo tiredly loosened his sleeves, pinched his forefinger and thumb on his tall nose.'Do you think our acquaintance and love are all a mistake?'

"No," Ding Yiyi knew that she had said too much and felt guilty. How could she so easily deny their feelings?

Looked at her embarrassed, Ye Nianmo put down her arms and her voice was a bit hoarse. "Go to sleep, don't think so much."

She also wanted to speak. He had picked up his briefcase and walked past her. The cold wind from her made her tremble.

On the corridor, a figure walks back to the...