Chapter 1239

He remembers?! Xia Ling looked at his mobile phone screen, the whole person was in a daze, and recalled the scene of that day in her mind. It was raining that day, outside the library, when he handed her an umbrella, she engraved him in her heart.

She thought that only she remembered, but she didn't think that it was in this man's heart.

"What's the matter?" Qiao Yu's voice suddenly rings in the ear.

Xia Ling looked at him and said, "I thought you didn't remember. You..."

"In fact, under normal circumstances, I should not remember, but I don't know why. I remember very clearly that I gave you an umbrella that day. After that drunkenness, I wanted to be responsible for you, but you didn't want to. I even went to the library and wanted to meet you Qiao Yu said in a low voice. He turned his head to look at Xia Ning, and his eyes were soft.

Xia Ling looked at him. "You're not lying to me, are you?"

"No Qiao Yu looks at her, because she has been cheated by him for a long time.

Xia Ling glared at him, "don't think I don't know what you're thinking!"

Qiao Yu chuckled and didn't speak. He still remembered the feeling of standing outside the library. His heart was ready to move, but he was lost because he didn't see her. Now think about it, maybe that's the taste of love.

She couldn't help but feel sweet when she thought that he would set the password of his mobile phone to the day when they first met. Then she began to turn over his mobile phone, and she went directly to the microblog.

As soon as she saw the name of Weibo, she was stunned. Was she right? He was

"Qiao Yu, did you buy someone else's account?" Xia Ling couldn't help asking. She said she couldn't believe it was true.

Qiao Yu turns his head to look at her and doesn't speak.

However, when he saw it like this, Xia Ling felt guilty. She turned to his microblog and found that it was all about her, and each microblog was helping her clarify the black material, which was not found until recently.

His backstage comments are so many that she almost laughs when she clicks in.

"Under the bridge, what have you been doing recently? You haven't made a blog. Are you in love?"

"Before lemon accident, you were the first to rush forward. Now you can't see anyone. You've turned to the enemy army. No, who said you love lemon forever? If you do, I won't believe in love."

"Under the bridge, come out. I haven't seen you recently. You don't know that lemon is married and has children, so you are disheartened. Tiger touches tiger. In fact, I'm very sad, but it's OK to be open."

"Under the bridge, without your support for lemon, I feel that I lack a lot of fun. Every time you paste the evidence and hit the black powder and keyboard man's face, I'm not happy. Come back, lemon can't do without you, and lemon powder can't do without you."

"Under the bridge, is there anything wrong with you?"

There are a lot of comments, asking the blogger when to come back and why to disappear. She looks at the number of fans displayed in the background, tens of thousands of them, which is good in ordinary Weibo. Then he signs up for the Weibo and when is the first day of blogging.

The first microblog is still related to her. The time is Xia Ling looked at the time. It was the year before last. When she thought about it carefully, it should be the first time she had black material after she finished her first TV play

She looked stunned. He paid attention to her so early.

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