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However, Ye Xuan actually didn't tell her or even pass the message to her before she left. From this, it could be seen that in Ye Xuan's heart, she was nothing at all.

Fang Qingqing sobbed for a long time, and took out the string of bracelet that Ye Xuan had personally made, which was not very pretty. She held it tightly in her hands, and placed it on her chest.

”Why did you leave so early? ”You didn't even give me a chance to explain myself and speak my mind. How could you just leave like that?”

Fang Qingqing yelled in her heart. If it wasn't for the fact that she was worried about her mother listening in, she really wanted to cry unrestrainedly.

Having lived for nearly twenty years, she had never cried so bitterly before.

”Ye Xuan, where are you now? Will you be back? ”

In the next few days, Fang Qingqing would follow Ye Xuan's class schedule to squat down and look for Ye Xuan, but she would always take advantage of her excitement and return home disappointed.

Looks like Ye Xuan really left and never appeared in the school again. Because of Ye Xuan's heaven defying results and his talent, the leaders of Star City University wanted to have a good chat with him and no matter what, they could not find him, as if he had vanished from the face of the earth.

Ye Xuan's phone showed that he was unable to get through, and even Wu Yu, who had a good relationship with him, was unable to get anything out of it. Ye Xuan was like a meteor, passing through the first high school of Star City for a week, then quickly disappearing from everyone's sight.

”Fei Fei, tell me, will Ye Xuan come back?”

Fang Qingqing stood on the balcony of the main building of the Star City University. The gentle wind blew Fang Qingqing's hair into a disarray, as if wanting to cover her reddened eyes.

Jiang Feifei remained silent. She didn't know what to say to comfort Fang Qingqing either, she knew clearly in her heart that the arrogant and omnipotent person had already left an indelible mark on her best friend's heart.

Jiangnan Province, Garden Valley, this place was originally filled with scattered Tibetan residents, however, two or three days ago, they had actually received an uninvited guest.

It was a young man about eighteen or nineteen years old. When he just arrived at Garden Valley, he rented an entire house. He busied himself in the courtyard, and even set up a small cauldron.

This young man was gentle and refined, fair and refined, with an extraordinary handsome appearance. His eyes were as bright as the starry sky, and his entire body emitted an extraordinary heroic aura. These Tibetan girls often came to his courtyard to find excuses to stroll around, in fact, just to see this handsome and handsome foreign guest.

”He came out, he came out!”

A few beautiful girls with red lips and white teeth, wearing headgear unique to the Tibetan race, gathered at the entrance of the small courtyard for guests.

The young man stood in the yard, blind to the choice of the girls who had stopped to look at him.

He bent down and poured water over the soil of the yard, meticulously and carefully, as if the soil were his own child, giving it the most considerate care and the warmest care.