Five hundred and ninetieth chapters will not fall on you
Yan Beibei returned to the dormitory, and Yang Hao sat in the car, watching Yan Beibei's background slowly disappearing into the stairwell, feeling a little heavy.
In the end, Yan Beibei still couldn't untie the knot in her heart. According to Yan Beibei, she had truly fallen in love with herself. Even though she understood that her mother had preconceived the idea, she still couldn't let go.
Yang Hao was also a little sad. He exhaled a long sigh of helplessness and started the car helplessly.
It is indeed difficult to correct the little girl's thoughts and feelings with just a few words. However, considering Yan Beibei's age, I think her emotions will gradually calm down after a while, and her feelings for herself will gradually fade away. I just don't know.
Will she hate herself because of this incident? If that's the case, she'll be in trouble.
Thinking of Yan Beibei, Yang Hao had a headache. Thinking of Zhao Yuan, Yang Hao also had a headache, because he found that he seemed to be unable to guess what the other party was thinking.
Originally, this seemed to be something that had no reason at all, but it happened, and it happened to happen on the same night.
Is it the catalytic effect of alcohol?
Yang Hao suddenly felt a little regretful. If he hadn't been so drunk, this incident would probably not have happened like this.
Do you want to talk to Zhao Yuan now?
Yang Hao thought for a while and looked at the time. Zhao Yuan should have returned to school now and was separated from Du Shasha. Yang Hao picked up the phone and dialed Zhao Yuan's number.
The phone rang for a long time, but no one answered. Yang Hao frowned. Just when Yang Hao was about to give up, Zhao Yuan answered the call.
"Uncle, why did you remember to call me? What's the matter?"
Zhao Yuan's voice seemed to be no different from usual, but Yang Hao could tell the tension contained in her voice.
Yang Hao couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, why are you nervous? After all, he took advantage of this matter. Could it be that he would still blame her?
"Are you at school yet?"
Zhao Yuan hummed: "I've gone back to the dormitory."
Yang Hao was silent for two seconds: "There is something I want to talk to you about. Is it convenient for you now?"
Zhao Yuan hesitated slightly and said: "Uncle, didn't we just separate? What's the matter?"
Yang Hao thought for a while and decided to get straight to the point: "Last night..."
Yang Hao didn't ask, "Was it you last night?" After all, both of them did everything they should do. If Yang Hao said that he still can't remember who the other party is, it would obviously be a harm to the other party, so
Yang Hao spoke vaguely, waiting for Zhao Yuan's reaction.
Sure enough, Zhao Yuan's tone suddenly became more panicked. Just when Yang Hao paused for a moment, Zhao Yuan interrupted Yang Hao's words with a hint of pleading in her voice: "Uncle, I drank too much yesterday.
I can’t remember anything anymore, so don’t ask about what happened yesterday, okay?”
Yang Hao smiled bitterly in his heart. This was obviously an escape, and he couldn't remember anything. He originally wanted to ask Yan Beibei if he knew about this matter, but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back. If he asked like this
, would Zhao Yuan be sensitive and think that she did not want to care about her when she made this call, but just wanted to know whether Yan Beibei knew about it?
Yang Hao hesitated for a moment and said in a deep voice: "Okay, I won't ask anymore. In fact, even if I ask about the result, I don't know what to do. You also know my situation. I can't make any promises, and I can't give it to you."
I don't know what you think about the future, but no matter what, if you have any ideas, you can tell me frankly, and if you need any help, you can also tell me."
What Yang Hao said was the truth. Indeed, even if he and Zhao Yuan had what happened last night, there would be no possibility between him and Zhao Yuan. Although his words sounded a little unhuman, they were what he meant, like
Regardless of the relationship between Yan Beibei, Zhao Yuan, and Jiang Manqing, Yang Hao will not let any of them be his lovers, because Yang Hao has always treated them as sisters before, not to mention, they are all students.
, how old are you?
Perhaps there are many rich and wealthy people in this society who like to spend their money on raising female students, and the younger they are, the more they like them, but Yang Hao always feels that there are some psychological barriers, although logically speaking, they are not physically or mentally.
In fact, they are all adults.
On the phone, Zhao Yuan was silent for a moment and said in a low voice: "Uncle, you have helped me a lot. I really don't have any ideas. What happened yesterday was just let nature take its course. There was no force. I was just drunk at the time.
Let’s just have an erotic dream later.”
Zhao Yuan's words were equivalent to acknowledging that she was the one last night, but at the same time she also expressed her attitude. What happened last night should be over, so you don't need to keep it in your heart. It was just a dream at the time. Just forget it when you wake up.
Yang Hao didn't know what to say for a while, so he hummed and said, "Well, okay, I understand. Again, if you need anything or if you have any questions, you can call me."
Although Yang Hao couldn't even remember what happened last night clearly, the few remaining charming and crazy scenes in his mind were deeply imprinted in his mind, and he knew that the person was Zhao Yuan.
, Yang Hao's psychology towards Zhao Yuan will be somewhat different. In fact, no matter whether it is a man or a woman, once they actually go to bed, the feeling will always be somewhat different.
Zhao Yuan did go astray in the past, but it seemed to have something to do with her family. However, after meeting herself and experiencing the incident with the Three Tigers Gang, Zhao Yuan had changed her ways and turned back.
Playing with Yan Beibei Du Shasha and abandoning her past life, Yang Hao didn't look down on her at all. After all, everyone has the right to choose their own life path. What's more, Zhao Yuan has returned to normal.
Study hard and work hard for your dreams?
"Yeah, I got it, uncle." Zhao Yuan responded in a low voice, and then added after thinking: "You have to take me with you when you play in the future. There shouldn't be any difference because of this, okay?"
Yang Hao touched his nose, and his mood suddenly became much brighter. He smiled softly and said: "Okay, no problem, I will never leave you behind."
"Well, that's it?"
"Okay, bye, see you next time."
After hanging up the phone, Yang Hao had a helpless smile on his face, but after all, his mood was not as depressed as before. It could be heard that Zhao Yuan did not want him to be special to her because of yesterday's incident, and emphasized not to do so because of it.
What's the difference? I still have to call her when I play, which means I still have to go out with Yan Beibei and Du Shasha. I don't want this incident to affect their relationship.
Maybe Yan Beibei doesn't know about this?
Forget it, a girl's thoughts are completely unpredictable.
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student dormitory.
Zhao Yuan looked at the mobile phone in her hand, with a somewhat strange expression on her face. In fact, when she thought about what happened last night, it was a bit strange. She had drunk a lot yesterday, so logically speaking, she should have been
She was so drunk that she fell into bed and fell asleep. But for some reason, after thinking about it for a while in the bathroom, her sleepiness disappeared. She seemed to be surprisingly sober, and she kept thinking about what would happen between Yan Beibei and Yang Hao.
whats the matter.
She heard the sound of Yan Beibei opening the door, and also heard Yan Beibei walking into Yang Hao's room. She didn't know why, but she felt that her heart seemed to be in chaos all of a sudden, and she always had some thoughts that seemed to come up.
.
She lay on the bed for a while and looked at Hou Xiaoqian next to her, who was already fast asleep. After all, she couldn't suppress the random thoughts in her heart. She turned over and sat down on the bed, quietly went out and walked towards the door of Yang Hao's room, thinking
Listen to what's going on inside.
Who knew that before she reached the door, the door suddenly opened, and Yan Beibei, topless, walked out with tears streaming down her face. Zhao Yuan was extremely embarrassed when she was bumped into by Yan Beibei.
, just as he was about to say hello to Yan Beibei, he found that Yan Beibei seemed not to have seen her, and walked over blankly, and then walked directly into the room.
Zhao Yuan was extremely surprised and curious. What happened? Why was Yan Beibei crying and so sad?
And she didn't even wear a bathrobe?
Wasn't this what she originally wanted to do? What happened to it?
Just when she was considering whether to go in to comfort Yan Beibei, there was a muffled sound in Yang Hao's room. Out of curiosity and concern, she hesitated and walked into Yang Hao's room.
As soon as she entered the door, she saw Yang Hao lying half on the bed, his fist hitting the head of the bed, his eyes closed, his face looked very tangled, and his brows were furrowed tightly, as if he was in pain.
Somehow, she closed the door, walked over, sat beside the bed, gently stretched out her hand, and touched Yang Hao's face, as if she wanted to soothe the pain on his face.
Yang Hao suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were reddish, there was mist in his eyes, and there was a fire that could not be concealed. Her hand trembled, and just as she was about to take it back, Yang Hao's hand had already grabbed her.
She seemed to be electrified, and she had no strength. Yang Hao's strength to pull her was not strong, and he even said he just held her gently, but the moment she was held by Yang Hao, Zhao Yuan's heart
But there was a bit of desire.
She knew very clearly that if Yang Hao was sober, he would never do what he did now. It was precisely because of this that Yan Beibei wanted to get Yang Hao drunk, but for some reason, Yang Hao refused.
He left Yan Beibei and let her go away sadly.
She could obviously struggle away, but she didn't struggle. Instead of leaving Yang Hao's arms, she lay down, hugged Yang Hao's shoulders, raised her face slightly, and took the initiative to kiss Yang Hao... (Unfinished)