Huang Qingwu thinks she's OK. She doesn't want to delay her sister's time. Just let her go back first.

"Sister, I'm really worried when you look like this."

"Your study is very important. There are too many things to learn in your junior class. Go back quickly."

"But, sister..."

"Don't worry. I've figured it out. People still have hope only when they are alive. I'll be fine. I'll call you if anything happens, OK?"

Huang qingdie looked at her sister and insisted that she could only agree.

Huang Qing dance after nothing, with Lin Weiyue back to the dormitory.

Lin Weiyue sat by the bed and looked at Huang Qingwu anxiously, "Qingwu, are you really OK? You see your eyes are swollen like this, you should change the medicine first! "

Huang Qingwu picked up the ointment and said in a trance: "I'm ok. I just had a dream."

Lin Weiyue didn't understand why she could be so sad after having a dream.

"Qingwu, don't think about it. It's just a dream. You'll forget it in a few days."

"Forget it?"

Huang Qingwu felt pain in her heart. She thought, what she can't forget, and she won't forget. Only when she finds Han Yichu can her heart be healed! Huang Qing dances, the corners of his mouth evoke a bitter radian, and his mind is still a dream scene.

She is almost neurotic all over the world. She is immersed in dreams and forgets the reality.

With such love and happiness, how can she bear the days without Han Yichu.

What's more, he died for her. She can't make up for these regrets.

In this life, she wants to be good to Han and make up for what was missing.

All of a sudden, Huang Qingwu thought of the people and scenes she saw before she fell asleep yesterday.

Her face suddenly changed. Huang Qingwu grabbed Lin Weiyue's hand excitedly. "Weiyue, you know something about our school. You must know a lot of people."

Lin Weiyue has never seen Huangqing dance so excited and uncontrollable.

She comforted: "tilt dance, you don't worry, you speak slowly."

Huang Qingwu wanted to say too much, but her throat was blocked. She was silent for a long time, and then she said sadly, "do you know if there is a man named Han Yichu in our school?"

"Han Yichu?"

Huang Qingwu nodded his head hard, "well, it's the name."

Because the memory in her heart is so deep and her love for Han Yichu is also so deep, so as long as she hears these three words, her heart can't stand the pain and she will suffocate.

Lin Wei Yue is Leng for a while, opening a way: "Qing dance, you can't even Han Yi Chu don't know?"

Hearing this, Huang Qingwu felt her heart ring, as if she had come to life.

Her eyes brightened and she looked at Lin Weiyue excitedly. She grasped Lin Weiyue's hand very hard. She was a little nervous and a little nervous. She said carefully, "can you tell me about him?"

The caution and nervousness of Huangqing dance is entirely due to Han Yichu.

She's in such a state of turmoil.

Lin Weiyue felt that her hands were hurt, but she knew that Huang Qingwu was in an unstable mood now, so she tried to bear it and said, "do you like Han Yichu

Huang Qingwu pursed her lips. Her face was a little stiff. She didn't know how to speak. If Han Yichu was in her dream, she would not only like it, but the deep love engraved in her bones.

It's something she can never forget.