For Ouyang, Yang Fan, and Ren Rou, these old friends from high school, they all knew that the two girls at that time might have liked someone, openly or secretly.
There should have been a so-called "competitive" relationship between them.
However, it was extremely rare that not only did the two girls not have the smell of gunpowder between them, but they were also a pair of incomparably close best friends.
Actually, it was understandable.
Whether it was the girl who was on the other side of the ocean at the moment, or the girl who had countless fans at Shanghai Foreign Studies University and was called the "Iceberg Goddess", they were both outstanding and dazzling existences among their peers.
There was a so-called "mutual appreciation" between them, which made it easier for them to get close to each other.
Not to mention, whether it was the sly elf-like girl or the innocent and lovable girl, they were both extremely easy to get along with.
So their relationship was really closer than ordinary people thought.
And because of this, almost most people didn't know or had already forgotten about a fact —
That was, long before the girl left China for Manchester, the first person to know about it, apart from the girl's parents, was probably the girl who was her best friend.
At that time, the girl also asked the girl to pass the letter to someone after she finished writing it.
Not to mention …
Before that.
The girl was also perhaps the first person to discover that her best friend had been secretly taking many bottles of medicine without everyone's knowledge.
So she was the first one who knew most of the truth.
She was also the one who had been trying to keep it a secret from the beginning.
But the girl wasn't the type to hide things in her heart. Because she had promised her best friend to keep it a secret, she had been trying hard to hide everything in the bottom of her heart and barely mentioned it to anyone else.
And because of this.
On a night like this, the fragrance of the wonton shop was accompanied by white steam. When the person sitting across from her suddenly asked such a question, Luo Qiqi's heart skipped a beat.
At this moment, the girl's heart almost suddenly tightened.
…
At some point in time, the spoon in her hand had fallen into the bowl, and Tang Bingyao forgot to notice that the soup with oil and chili sauce had overflowed the spoon handle. She was panicking and trying to find a way to change the topic or explain herself.
"Lin Feng, I —"
The next moment, someone's voice came again.
"There's nothing to hide from me."
"Just think about it. Back then, she had the best relationship with you. Otherwise, she wouldn't have asked you to pass that letter to her … Did the two of you keep in touch later on?"
The girl was a little flustered. She stammered for a long time before she mumbled,
"Yeah … I've contacted him a few times."
"Perhaps, at intervals of a week or two."
As she spoke, she couldn't help but lower her head guiltily, like a primary school student who had done something wrong. It was as if she was afraid that such an answer would make someone angry.
Fortunately, the reaction that he was worried about didn't happen. A certain someone only paused for a moment and let out a soft "Oh."
Tang Bingyao lowered her head as if she had done something wrong. Her eyes wandered aimlessly around the bowl in front of her, but her heart was filled with nervousness as she thought about how to deal with the topic in front of her.
But suddenly, the voice from the other side sounded again.
"I also messaged Steamed Bun last night."
His voice fell.
Tang Bingyao suddenly raised her head and couldn't help but let out a soft cry of surprise. Then, the girl finally saw a certain someone's face again.
At this moment, although Lin Feng's words seemed to be shocking, his expression was a little absent-minded, even absent-minded.
After hearing the news, Tang Bingyao's first reaction was shock, but then she couldn't help but feel a little happy.
Yes.
She didn't have the kind of envy or jealousy that ordinary people would subconsciously think of.
Instead, she was really happy for the person she liked and her best friend who was once incomparably close to her on the other side of the ocean.
The girl had always been a simple and kind person.
Therefore, after the girl who was like a bestie left Shanghai for the other side of the ocean without saying goodbye, when such a pair of childhood sweethearts seemed to have lost contact with each other, the other high school classmates and friends couldn't help but feel sorry, not to mention the girl who was closest to the two of them. She felt even more worried and sad.
She didn't think it should be like this.
On one hand, it was because she completely understood her best friend's difficulties and the heavy burden she had to bear.
On the other hand, it was also because she clearly knew that in the heart of the boy she liked, from beginning to end, he had never forgotten his childhood sweetheart.
They were supposed to be such a good couple.
They shouldn't have broken contact just because of a little misunderstanding.
It was just that this kind of thing, the girl also had to help her best friend keep the secret, but also didn't dare to casually talk to a certain person about it. She could only keep all her worries to herself. No matter how worried she was, there was nothing she could do.
Until now.
Finally hearing the news from a certain person's own mouth, Tang Bingyao's original nervousness was immediately swept away, replaced with joy.
Lin Feng took the initiative to contact Steamed Bun!
Then …
Does that mean that the relationship between the two of them can be reconciled?
Even if Steamed Bun didn't tell Lin Feng about her illness, if the two of them reconciled, it would definitely be a kind of help and comfort to Steamed Bun, who was far away on the other side of the ocean. Perhaps because of this, Steamed Bun's condition would quickly improve.
For a moment, countless excited thoughts flashed through the girl's mind. She even ignored the dazed and dazed expression on the person sitting across from her.
But.
Before she could impatiently ask, Lin Feng, who was sitting across from her, continued to speak.
"But."
"Steamed Bun still hasn't replied."
Hearing this, Tang Bingyao was slightly stunned.
The girl didn't quite understand.
Didn't reply?
Her first reaction was: How could that be? In the past half a year, she and Steamed Bun had been in contact. Their phones and WeChat numbers hadn't changed at all. With her meticulous mind, it was easy for her to guess that Steamed Bun had kept this domestic number after going to England mainly so that he wouldn't lose contact with his friends in China.
Even.
Perhaps he only kept it for Lin Feng.
In the past, she could easily feel her best friend's concern for her childhood sweetheart. She didn't say it explicitly, but she would often ask about it intentionally or unintentionally.
That.
She definitely cared about him.
And since that was the case, when Lin Feng finally let go of the knot in his heart and took the initiative to contact Steamed Bun … how could he not get a reply?
There was no such reason!
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