Cha Qingluo always thinks about Nan Jiateng in her mind. She is worried about the safety of Nan Jiateng.

She doesn't know how Nan Jiateng is now and whether she is still alive.

Tea tilts Luo to think wildly everyday, also cannot eat into meal.

Sometimes, I'm very hungry, but I just can't eat.

So that in a few days, Cha Qing Luo also lost weight. She had a bit of meat on her cheek, but now it's sharper and she can't see the meat.

She was also in a trance, as if the wind could blow away.

Cha Qing Luo was absent from school for a long time.

When she walked in the campus, she had a feeling of soul pulling away.

Although she walked in the campus, looking at the scene of the school, but she felt unable to integrate into the campus.

Because she can't see Nan Jiateng, she doesn't know how Nan Jiateng is now.

Many times, walking through the campus, she would think of the scene of visiting the campus with Nan Jiateng.

At that time, he would take her hand and walk through a lot of places. At the beginning, when she didn't understand the school, he took her through a lot of places.

There are also some benches in the campus, where she once sat and talked with Nan Jiateng.

When she looked at the road ahead, she remembered that when it snowed before, Nan Jiateng carried her across the road.

There is tinnitus in her ears. It seems that nanjiateng's voice still reverberates in her ears. She seems to be able to hear her own laughter.

Tea poured Luo feel she some magic barrier.

She felt that she was going crazy if she didn't see Nan Jiateng these days.

She rubbed her head hard, but her head was still buzzing. Her head hurt.

She worried about nanjiateng, thinking about nanjiateng, her eyes were red.

Although the wind around is soft, with the breath of spring, but she always feel desolate, and even some bleak, feeling like the autumn season.

Before, Cha Qing Luo had never had such trouble, had never had such a feeling, she would curl herself up.

Mingming couldn't help crying, but she controlled it.

"Nan Jiateng, how are you..."

"Jiateng, Jiateng..."

The mouth murmurs to shout, the tea tilts Luo to sniffle, wiped to wipe tears.

She can not be fragile, she must be strong, she believes that nanjiateng will be OK.

She also believed that zilingxi would persuade her brother to help her.

People with a clear eye can see with the naked eye that the elder brother of zilingxi really dotes on her. He dotes on her very much. The deep feeling in his eyes can't deceive people.

He looked at Purple Ling Xi's eyes, let others see, are some moved.

And zilingxi said before that her brother was really good to her.

Therefore, Cha Qingluo constantly comforts herself that the black dragon party will help and save Nan Jiateng.

But care is chaotic, she is still nervous.

What if the black dragon party doesn't help?

Can zilingxi persuade her brother?

What's more, zilingxi said something before, it seems that the death of her parents is also related to heilongdan.

When I think about it like this, my heart goes up.

Her whole spirit was tense.

Just as she was thinking about tea, she suddenly heard a voice in her ear

This voice, so familiar, is almost engraved in the mind of tea.

She was shocked, nanjiateng?