Chapter Thirty-Three: Bridges Return to Bridges, Roads Return to Roads

  Xuan Xuan had not yet reacted to what Xue Luo had just said. She had only returned home for a trip, how did so many things happen?

  “Huh... what about him?” Xuanxuan looked at Xueluo with caution and asked, Xueluo was in college, although she didn't have the tall and curvy figure of a foreign woman, but there was something unique about her that made both Eastern men and Western men show great interest and admiration, yet Xueluo ignored them all.

  At first, they thought she was just being romantic, but later found out that she had already set her heart on someone else. Every time she spoke, her sweet expression made everyone around her feel envious. However, life is unpredictable, and no one expected that today, she would be separated from him and become someone else's bride. Although the new groom was not bad, he still couldn't compare to the one in her heart.

  Xue Luo knew who Qianqian was asking about, and she thought of her own loss of control at the airport, feeling a bit ridiculous. Why bother? She chatted and laughed, gazing at the green spider plant on the windowsill, swaying gently in the breeze, and for some reason, it gave her a sense of loneliness.

  She said softly: "From now on, the bridge belongs to the bridge, and the road belongs to the road..."

  "Snow, stop deceiving people! How can it be so easy for the bridge to return to the bridge and the road to return to the road? Moreover, judging from Tian Ge's feelings towards you, he must have been delayed by something. Otherwise, why would he let you go..."

  "Xuān Xuān, don't say any more..." Don't say anything else, even if he really has something to say, now that it's already a fact, she is no longer the original ōuyáng Xuěluò, she is now the wife of Mu. Wéi Tuō. Fēi ěr Dùn.

  Jiang Jiang didn't say anything else, but after saying that, her good mood suddenly dropped. Xue brought her to visit the neighborhood and by dinner time, her mood had recovered a bit.

  "Oh no, it's snowing! I've got to get going... and I'm still in my pajamas!" exclaimed Xuanxuan, who was packing her luggage.

  Snow fell busy from the closet and said, "It's okay, I'll find my..." She took out her own luggage from the closet. Although there were not many clothes in the closet here, new styles of clothes would be delivered every week, but she only wore what she brought with her, and all the unworn clothes were put in the luggage.

  There aren't many clothes, and pajamas are not on top. Snow falls upside down, cold and stiff, with something falling to the ground.

  Xuan Xuan stood to one side, saw the thing that had fallen down, and hastily bent over to pick it up. She put the thing in a box, which was wrapped very neatly. She didn't understand what it was, so she opened it, and when she saw it, her eyes widened suddenly: "Xue Luo, isn't this...isn't this something he gave you?"

  It was actually a butterfly brooch.

  Xue fell to see, busy want to stretch out hand to grab, Qianqian but suddenly laughed up, held up hand not let her take to: "Look at you, words said so absolutely, I really thought your heart as still water, originally just bluffing me..."

  "Qianqian stop messing around, hurry up and give me..."

  "Aren't you the one who said bridges belong to bridges and roads belong to roads? Then why are you still lingering around? Or should I help you, I'll help you get rid of it, so as not to have any remaining connections..." Xuanxuan laughed eerily, although Snow knew she was just joking, but she couldn't help feeling tense. Seeing her run out of the room, Snow even more urgently chased after her.

  He had just run out a short distance when he almost collided with someone who had stopped dead in his tracks ahead of him.

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