Chapter 2883
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"Beep beep …"
In the next second, his phone suddenly rang with a text message.
(I'm home. Luo Qingchen)
She didn't want to tell Su Chen that she was safe, but she didn't want to cause trouble for others.
After that night, Luo Qingchen completely dispelled the thought of returning to the chaotic space.
Everything that happened in this world had never happened to her in the past.
She wanted to stay and see the result for herself.
Was it a fairytale, or did Lan Zhi end up like her?
But the truth was, the princess and prince in the fairytale seemed to be living happily together.
She heard that Mu Lichuan and Lan Zhi had taken a long leave to travel around the world. Mu Lichuan started to use Weibo again, describing his journey with Lan Zhi during the photoshoot.
Luo Qingchen registered a second account and secretly followed his Weibo.
His Weibo name was simple: Bai Li.
Mu Lichuan's Weibo was called Mu Lichuan a long time ago, but he changed it to Bai Li after he got engaged.
She asked for the reason at that time, but he didn't tell her.
Now, those little words of love that he didn't have time to say to her might have already been said to someone else.
Actually, people who loved photography wouldn't be at home all year round. They could take photos from glaciers to deserts, and from deserts to rainforests.
In short, the more deserted the place was, the more it could arouse their interest.
To Mu Lichuan and Lan Zhi, it was more like a journey for them to be together.
On the 40th day after she returned from Melbourne, Mu Lichuan started to update his Weibo.
He changed his Weibo name again — Bai Li 0220.
Bai Li 0220: World of Flowers.
The attached picture was of the flowers he planted in front of his villa in Melbourne. Red was the most common color, covering all the edges.
The photos he took were still very beautiful, and were indeed taken by him personally.
Because she knew him too well, she could tell if every photo was taken by him or not.
Mu Lichuan's focus in the scene was often different from others. The angle he took photos from was very special, and most people couldn't imitate it.
That day, Xiaomei told her ten minutes after he posted on Weibo.
Looking at his familiar name, her eyes couldn't help but turn red.
No one could understand the sadness in her heart.
Now, there was no need for anyone to understand.
"Drip, drip, drip —" Outside the window, it suddenly started to drizzle. In less than five minutes, the drizzle instantly turned into a heavy downpour.
It was as if even the heavens felt sad for her at this moment.
Luo Qingchen closed her eyes. Her right hand gently stroked Mu Lichuan's name on the screen of her phone. Tears started to roll down her cheeks.
It was as if the heavy rain had wiped out all the sadness in her heart …
From then on, she never saw Mu Lichuan and Lan Zhi again. He still updated his Weibo once a month. When the school's photography exhibition needed photos, he would send them over from afar for the students to admire.
Time passed quickly, and three years passed in the blink of an eye.
He posted a total of 36 Weibo posts and went to countless places to take beautiful photos.
Bears in the Arctic, penguins in the Antarctic, deer in the rainforest, endless mountains …
He had once said that he would take her to see the beautiful scenery of the world, but now he had brought someone else.
The funny thing was that the ending she stayed to watch was really a fairy tale.
That year, she graduated from college.
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