The next morning self-study, the moment Yin Haochen put his schoolbag in the drawer, he found that the pink paper bag placed in the drawer was gone.

My heart thrust hard, as if it was missing a large piece.

Maybe the student on duty mistakenly thought that the paper bag contained the garbage he didn't have, so he threw it away casually.

He regretted it very much, why didn't he think about this possibility...

At that time, he just wanted to put it in the drawer, and the bag would be there all the time, waiting for the day when he could take it home, and he would take it away.

But now, it is gone and can never be found again. He hasn't even worn that scarf once...

It can be seen that the scarf was hand-woven. Although it was not that perfect, it must have taken her a lot of time.

If she knew that he had lost the gift she gave, she would not forgive him and would not pay attention to him again...

The cold wind in the early morning of winter poured into the classroom through the gaps in the window. Yin Haochen sat by the window and felt the biting chill.

Su Yifeng, who was standing beside him, quietly pulled down the zipper of the school uniform jacket a little, revealing the white scarf inside.

The sharp-eyed Lu Qianche was the first to find out, and rushed over and pulled the thread on his scarf: "Brother Feng, where did you get a piece of rag around your neck?"

"Get out!" Su Yifeng didn't say anything, slapped at his forehead, but Yu Guang glanced at Yin Haochen's direction, "You are clearly jealous of me."

"I'm too lazy to be jealous of you." Lu Qianche couldn't help but complain, "Such an ugly scarf is for free... No, I don't want it even if I give it to me! Brother Feng, where did you go? What blinded your eyes!"

"Get out! Let's try to say something else that doesn't look good?" Su Yifeng glanced at him warningly, his eyes fell on Lin Xiyue's back, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised.

It was she who blinded his eyes and his heart...

Yin Haochen just glanced at him and his whole body suddenly felt like falling from an ice cellar, and his lips were as pale as paper.

Why, the scarf that once belonged to him has now become Su Yifeng's...

"You..." He clenched his fists unconsciously, his eyes fell on the white scarf, and his thin lips moved, "That scarf...is mine..."

"You said it's yours?" Su Yifeng raised his eyebrows and snorted coldly to meet his gaze, "You call it and see if it agrees?"

Yin Haochen wanted to say something else, but Lin Xiyue, who had been silent all the time, suddenly turned around and bit her lower lip and said to him: "Yin Haochen, can you come out? I have something to say to you."

...

In a corner of the school corridor, Lin Xiyue stood quietly in front of Yin Haochen and looked at him quietly. She had never thought that one day she could face him so calmly.

Looking at her clear eyes, Yin Haochen clenched his fists secretly: "You gave that scarf to me at first, why... in the end I gave it to Su Yifeng?"

"Why?" Lin Xiyue's lips pulled a bitter smile, "Aren't you the person who threw it in the garbage dump? I specifically called you out just to tell you that even if you don't want it, there is no need to ruin other people's wishes like this!"

"I..." Yin Haochen's heart thrust hard again, and his pale lips moved and explained, "How could I do this! I just didn't take it home and put it in the desk drawer. I don't know who threw it away..."
Chapter completed!