Drifting Towards You

In a blink of an eye to the end of January, the heat of the matter gradually faded with Yuan Xue and Dingsheng's excellent public relations.

And January 28th was Li Xiaoxiao's birthday.

After Su Xiangwan took a set of photos that day, he planned to go to Haicheng University of Science and Technology to find Li Xiaoxiao.

But just after he changed his clothes, Mu Beiting called.

"Go out and turn left for twenty meters, turn right, a black Hummer."

"Okay, got it."

After Su Xiangwan hung up the phone, she put on sunglasses, a scarf, a mask, and was fully armed.

Yuan Xue dutifully took care of everything for her: "The reporter is watching you closely during this period. If you have any problems, call me."

"Okay, thank Sister Xue." Su Xiangwan thanked her in a low voice.

Yuan Xue didn't say much. To be fair, she liked Su Xiangwan.

As for the unspoken rule event that she thought early in the morning, the contact between her and Mu Beiting during this time also made her aware of something unusual.

This meeting was already in the afternoon, and Su Xiangwan didn't delay much.

After leaving the shooting location, he went straight to the black Hummer in Mu Beiting's mouth.

After getting in the car, she was taken aback.

Mu Beiting was sitting in the back row, while the man driving was Si Mocheng.

She took off her mask and glasses, turned her head and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?"

"It's almost the end of the year, just getting together." Mu Beiting said in a low voice, his eyes stuck to her lips, orange and matte.

Originally, he didn't think that women's lipstick had so many sayings, but these days, he always noticed the subtle changes in her little mouth for the first time.

Then I want to taste it.

Su Xiangwan didn't notice Mu Beiting's expression, and his gaze fell on Simocheng who was driving.

It is rare for him not to wear a military uniform, and an ink-colored suit forcibly makes him wear a bit stiff and solemn, with that majestic energy all over his body.

Su Xiangwan dragged his chin with a headache.

You know, since the last time Li Xiaoxiao dragged her to buy gifts, this girl has never returned home.

Of course, the gift was not bought, and the check never found a chance to send it.

But these days there was nothing to chat, but she also found out.

Xiaoxiao made it clear that he was hiding from Simo City, and refused to ask for living expenses, and refused to return home.

After driving for more than an hour, the car arrived at Haicheng University of Science and Technology.

At four o'clock in the evening, Si Mocheng drove the car directly to the downstairs of Li Xiaoxiao's dormitory.

In order to avoid being too eye-catching, he stopped in the shade of a corner of the tree.

Su Xiangwan was thinking about whether to call Li Xiaoxiao, but he looked at Si Mocheng, who had no expression on his face, and hesitated again.

She would directly call her over, and Xiaoxiao was not allowed to get angry when she saw Si Mocheng.

But tell her directly that Simo City is coming, she will have to run for fear of turning her head.

It doesn't seem to be anything.

Just when Su Xiangwan was hesitant, Li Xiaoxiao was wearing a pretty ponytail, holding a few books and his roommate was already in sight.

"Finally, Xiaoxiao, when will you go home?"

"I have applied for a holiday to stay in school, so I won't go back." Li Xiaoxiao raised her small face, some babies' fat little faces made people want to pinch inexplicably.

Another girl couldn't help being surprised: "Xiaoxiao, aren't you from Haicheng? Why don't you go back?"

"Yes, and there are still more than ten days before the New Year, don't you go home during the New Year?"

Li Xiaoxiao held the book and shook his head lightly, not knowing what he was thinking of, and dropped his eyes slightly without making a sound.

Without waiting for a sound, several people stopped in front of him.

Li Xiaoxiao slowly raised his head.

Several boys laughed and stopped in front of her. One of the tall and thin boys blushed, holding a cake and gifts in his hands: "Xiaoxiao...I..."