Is he really... too late?

No sleep at night.

The next morning, when Van Gogh got up early, went to the kitchen to make breakfast, and then went to call Vanity to get up.

Vanity was lying in bed, did not hear the door to call her to get up who, the whole person drilled in the bed, directly said not to eat.

The Van Gogh outside the door was once again in his heart.

Indeed, unlike in the past, he did not have time to make breakfast for her, and she would always pester him and want to eat what he made.

Now that he was ready to come to her, she was no longer concerned.

Van Gogh looked at the breakfast he had just made in his hand and went back to the kitchen with a sad wound.

By the time Vanity woke up, Van Gogh had already gone to the company with Vanyu.

She sat alone on the bed, reaching out her messy hair, and her eyes were sluggish after staying up late, with a national treasure-level panda-level black eye.

She went back to the room early yesterday, but slept late.

My mind has been thinking about who is what the “people like” Van Gogh said.

She remembers that he had not been in private contact with any girl except her and Zhong Rui, and the contact at work did not count.

The man of the Vatican is known for his own good.

What makes Vannie's heartwarming is that when Van Van Van answered Qiao Yufei's words yesterday, the person she looked at was her...

Her heart beat a few beats.

Remind yourself not to be delusional, delusional for so many years, can not be sober?

But as long as she thought of his eyes at that time, her heart beat uncontrollably.

Thinking of the middle of the night, she slept in confusion, vaguely remembering that when she closed her eyes, the fish was white out of the window.

It was as if someone had come to wake her up in the morning, but she hadn’t heard her.

Take it, don't think.

From the time she saw Van Gogh chased Zhong out, she told herself to die and put it down.

Now that you have decided to study abroad and start a new life, you can’t give yourself too many illusions because of his inscrutable words.

If he really liked her, he would not have broken up with Zhong Ruiyi for several months and did not come back to see her.

Vanity rolled over and went into the bathroom in her slippers.

Wash your face first and open the window.

The cool wind blew on her face, with a silky coolness, and suddenly she woke up with a delusional heart.

Vanity took a breath, took a coat and put it on her body, turned to the door.

Today, there is actually a class, but Van Yu and Qiaoyuan Fei saw that her state is not very good, yesterday and another quarrel, worried that her body can not eat, simply for her to take a day off.

Vanity was awake now, and it was nearly noon.

There is no one at home anymore.

She was alone, drifted into the kitchen to find something to eat, and floated out again, sitting on the sofa with a glass of water.

Looking back on the four, the empty house suddenly made her miss the little eight and four little milk dogs.

I don't know if she asked Tang Qianqi to get a small milk dog, Tang Qianqi would not agree.

Come to find Tang Qianqi, it is better to find six sisters to come quickly.

Vanity had just pulled out her phone and wanted to call the remaining six, and the butler came in from outside, followed by a man: "Miss, Miss Six is coming."

“Sixty Sisters...”

Vanity stood on the sofa, looked at the remaining six that appeared in front of her, and looked at her mobile phone.

It was like suspecting that he had hallucinations.

She just wanted to find the remaining six, and the remaining six appeared.