At night, the doorbell of the small villa where Yan lives suddenly rang.
He went to open the door impatiently. Which boring guy was it? He was shocked when he saw it.
The king flashed in and closed the door.
"King!? Is there anything urgent to come to you at night?" Yan stared at the king who was drinking tea leisurely on the sofa with dissatisfaction.
"Aha, Yan, let me see you." The king put down his cup and laughed.
"Who believes it!" Yan looked at him contemptuously, then walked to him and sat down.
"Okay, I want to ask what's going on now?"
"What else is there?" Yan yawned, when will he leave?
"Boy!" The king twisted Yan's ears, and his sleepiness suddenly subsided, "It hurts and it hurts..."
In the morning, Yan came to pick You up and went to school listlessly.
"Yi Jiuyan, were you a thief last night??" Is the person in front of you still the handsome Yi Jiuyan? This really damages his image as a prince.
"It's even worse than being a thief!" He was still scared when he remembered what happened last night. The king insisted on digging to the end. He must lock the door tonight and must not give him any opportunity to take advantage of it.
Yan subconsciously looked at You's injured hand and took the initiative to help her open the car door.
At school, after Yan parked the car, he yawned again and stretched.
"Can you still go to class like this?" He drove all the way, yawning all the way, regardless of the passenger's feelings.
As soon as he arrived at the classroom, Yan fell asleep directly.
At this time, Xuan Heyin came back.
As soon as Xuan walked in, he saw that You were wrapped in gauze on his wrist.
His eyes seemed to be dodging something, and he kept saying something without saying anything.
Yi Jiuyan is too good at sleeping. She is very bored in class!! Her hands cannot move around.
Xuan asked with a little concern: "How are your hands okay?"
You was startled by his words. He was inexplicably saying something, "I can't die."
After that, he didn't speak anymore.
He looked out the window sadly, and the sweetness of the past emerged one after another.
"Why did you push her?" He said this in a daze.
A cold smile, you still don’t believe me, so what else can I say, “You must be me pushing her?”
Xuan spoke lightly, "I believe what I saw."
"Bei Yexuan, sometimes what you see may not be the most real thing." After saying this, You Pingdan pulled Yi Jiuyan away.
"I haven't woken up yet!" Yan shouted to protest, and he was still dragged away by her in front of everyone, which made him look so good!
"I must be extremely sober when shouting so loudly."
"Hey! Don't be so arrogant, I can leave myself, what kind of decent..." Please, is this guy crazy? How can he become decent? He thought he was an ancient emperor!
Xuan thought silently about her words, and what he saw with his eyes was not necessarily the most real one? But what am I seeing now? Is it a scene where you and another boy are intimate?
At this time, Yin held him intimately, showing an angelic smile.
He regained his usual poker face and "let it go."
"Xuan." She acted coquettishly in dissatisfaction.
Seeing Xuan's disgusting expression, she had to let go. She didn't want Xuan to hate her yet.
In the swaying years, these old times with sadness and joy are destined to be a witness to their future happiness.