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At that time, her expression was calm, only her fingertips were carelessly rubbing the paper.Her fingerprints and those of her cohabitant gradually joined together.

"Tang Qingyi, I like you."

Tang Qing also murmured those words curiously, and put them into his mouth for his cohabitants.

She has received love from many people.

They are always eager to talk, ostentatious, noisy, and unrefined.

But the love of cohabitants is quiet.

Like the way she looked at Tang Qingyi, it was gentle and tender, and it overflowed to Tang Qingyi's ankle like water.

Quietly, but warmly rising.

Tang Qing also lowered his eyelashes, and pieced together the secrets unfolded in the box one by one back to the original paper crane.

"Da" She closed the upper box, picked up the books that had already reached her reading plan, her eyes were still cruising along the aluminum box.

"Ka—" the bathroom door opened.

A peach stone was tied on her thin and fair ankle, the color was saturated and plump red, sticking out from the edge of the door.

The soles of the shoes fell to the floor, paused, and then happily moved towards Tang Qingyi.

"Tang Qingyi, I've finished washing."

The girl's voice was thin and soft, as if it had been moistened, and it contained a thick chao breath.

Tang Qing also raised his eyes, and bumped into bright and gentle eyes. Clean and clear, surrounded by dots of light particles, reflecting Tang Qingyi's figure.

"Tang Tang..." She whispered with a strange emotion in her heart.

"Why do you want to give me the thousand paper cranes?"

Ask Tang Tang five years later, ask Tang Tang in front of you.

"How long have you folded?"

The light brown pupils were soon stained with bewilderment and apprehension.

The girl stood where she was, her body tensed slightly.

"The meaning of a thousand paper cranes is...blessing."

Tang Tang carefully observed Tang Qingyi's expression.

"It took a little bit of time."

She chose her words carefully, speaking slowly and with a warm tone.

"The day after I met you, there happened to be a beautiful origami display in the school's canteen."

"I thought at the time that such beautiful origami can be folded into something that people like."

It would be great if Tang Qing could like her a little bit because of these little things.

In the square box on the desk, hundreds of small origami cranes are pitifully crowded together in the small space.

Colorful and staggering.

Tang Qing also wondered what kind of response she would get if she picked one from Zhongxin and disassembled it little by little in front of the girl.

She always thought that cohabitants were confident and dazzling.

Looking at it now, not really.

Tang Tang was so timid that she tried to hide the secret from Tang Qingyi for six months, and she had no progress five years ago.

Tang Qingyi's eyes slid from the girl's eyebrows to the tip of her nose, and paused for a while on her slightly indented lips.

It was a grueling scrutiny, secretly scrutinized.

"Tang Qingyi..." Tang Tang's voice trembled.

Like begging for mercy.

Tang Qingyi's eyes froze on Tangtang's ankle.

She let the girl go.

She whispered, "Thank you, I love it."

The love for Tang Qingyi seems to have always been Tangtang's business alone.

engraved in instinct.

When he met Tang Qingyi, he woke up from the corner, germinated quietly, and gave birth to tender and green buds.

Thin branches and leaves coil around the chest cavity, and finally hold out fresh buds soaked in love and desire.

"As long as you like it." Tangtang's brows and eyes curved.

Another clean smile.

Tang Qing also looked at this smile, and his heart felt a tingling pain slowly.

Suddenly she wondered.

At that time, Tang Qingyi, who did not wait for his cohabitants to come home with hyacinth and salt... How sad it would be.

Will you regret it.

——I regret not letting Tang Qingyi fall in her love earlier.

Chapter 30

Tang Qingyi's hair ends are chaotic.

The thin and smooth hair was softly attached to the waistline, and the ends were wet. Because Tang Qing unconsciously turned slightly to look at her, some long hair gently covered Yubai's elbows and rested on his wrists.

Not long after taking a bath, Tang Qingyi's brows and eyes were clean and delicate, and he was usually cold, but his lips were soft and red.

Tang Tang was stared at.

With probing and confused eyes, he moved inch by inch on her skin, as if he wanted to see through her bones, but also seemed uncontrollable... wanting to touch her pitifully.

A flash of pain and throbbing.

"I... don't have a more beautiful box." Tang Tang murmured under the eyes that made her heart burn.

"The candy box was left secretly when my uncle wanted to throw it away."

She looked a little embarrassed, but still stubbornly wanted to cut herself open, reveal the pious and clean inside, and put it in front of Tang Qingyi.

"Paper cranes... I fold them carefully." She tried her best to convey her restrained eagerness, "every one of them."

The light brown pupils shone with some watery light, moist and longing.

She was waiting for Tang Qingyi's response, but her expression made Tang Qingyi feel that it was okay not to respond.

Tang Tang is so tolerant and patient, as if she can wait as long as she wants.

So Tang Qing also lowered his eyes, concealed the slight movement, and turned the corner of the page with his fingertips.

Tang Tang's gaze then fell on the page number.

"sand"

The clear and smooth printed characters are spliced ​​into incomprehensible content, and when they enter the eyeball together with the light, they break into transparent crumbs.