Fast time travel: Veteran Green Tea is showing off his acting skills again

Chapter 340
Xia Ling gently wrapped his hands around Yan Xingchen's neck, and put his head on his shoulders, clearly feeling the stiffness of Yan Xingchen's body in his arms.

"Xingchen." Her voice was soft, and she breathed lightly on Yan Xingchen's smooth neck, "I really like you."

Yan Xingchen shook his body, and pushed Xia Ling from his arms onto the bed.

With the moonlight shining like water outside the window, he looked at the delicate face like a puppet lying on the bed with disheveled hair and tears glistening.

"Don't bother, I won't like you. If you dare to approach Xu Yao again, I won't let you go so easily."

He opened the door and left the house as if fleeing.

Hearing that the door was closed, Xia Ling wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, got up calmly and went to the bathroom, and tightly closed the window that was deliberately opened.

Xia Ling believes that Yan Xingchen is the only breakthrough for the two things of attacking and getting out of trouble.

For people like Yan Xingchen, the only way is to take the initiative.

Let him find warmth, a sense of belonging, and dependent emotions in himself.

Even if Yan Xingchen wasn't the murderer in the end, at least he had succeeded in the raid mission.

A dimly lit room with a lamp on.

Xia Ling sat in front of the computer and looked at the private messages sent by anonymous users on the website.

Room 2, No. 206, District [-], Furong Island, Penglan Street.

Yan Xingchen's home address.

Early the next morning.

Xia Ling chose a white gauze dress in the closet, put a simple T-shirt on it, straightened her curly hair, and put on a hairpin.

She has a well-behaved appearance, somewhat similar to Xu Yao.

She rummaged through her memory to find the car keys at home, chose the most expensive car, and drove to Yan Xingchen's villa.

Under the guidance of the security guard, they successfully found Yan Xingchen's home.

When the car stopped at the door of Yan Xingchen's house, he happened to meet Yan Xingchen's family going out.

Yan Xingchen was like a man made of paper, with a sullen face in the sun, wearing a white shirt, the light shining on his sickly white skin, his whole body seemed to be transparent.

"Xingchen!" Xia Ling opened the car door, leaned out half of his body, smiled at Yan Xingchen and called his name.

Yan Xingchen turned his head and saw Xia Ling's eyes were surprised at first, followed by disgust.

"You are..." Yan Xingchen's stepmother took her eleven or twelve-year-old son by the hand, and looked back at Xia Ling, her eyes fell on Xia Ling's car with a little envy.

"Uncle and aunt, I'm Xingchen's classmate." Xia Ling got out of the car with the big and small bags of gifts bought on the road, and went straight to the Yan family.

"This is a meeting gift for uncles and aunts." Xia Ling handed over the gift bag, and looked at the little boy standing beside him regretfully, "I don't know that Xingchen has a younger brother, so I will make up the gift next time, and let Xingchen help I'll bring it here."

After receiving the gift, Yan Xingchen's stepmother quickly glanced at the sign on the bag and smiled, "Xingchen's classmate! You are too polite, you don't need to bring so many gifts when you come to Xingchen to play. What's your name?" ? I haven't heard Xingchen mention you..."

"My name is--"

"What are you doing here?"

Xia Ling finished her sentence halfway, Yan Xingchen who was standing aside frowned and interrupted her.

"I..." She looked at Yan Xingchen anxiously, digging her thumbnails with both hands, "I told you last night..."

"Xingchen, you can't do this to your classmates." His father glared at Yan Xingchen, then looked at Xia Ling with a smile, "But it's really unlucky for you to come today. Our Xingchen has a performance today. If you don't leave, you will be late. Why don't you come next time?" Come to him again?"

"What performance?" Xia Ling moved in front of Yan Xingchen's father in small steps, and looked at his father pitifully, "Uncle, can I go and see it together?"

"His piano premiere. Since everyone is here, let's go together." Yan Xingchen's stepmother patted Xia Ling's arm with her hand, "Our car is just crowded, and I will ride with you."

Xia Ling remembered that Sang Tong told himself that Yan Xingchen's character was caused by his stepmother's long-term abuse of him, which caused him to become like this.

She was driving with her stepmother chattering beside her.

"You can drive such a good car at such a young age. Your parents must love you very much, right? What does your family do?"

"It's for business. They don't usually tell me what they do specifically, they just know that parents are very busy." Xia Ling replied while driving.

"Oh, it's very pitiful if you don't have your parents around to take care of you." The stepmother sighed, "By the way, how is your relationship with our Xingchen? Xingchen has been in school for so many years, and I have never seen a classmate come to our house Woolen cloth."

"I like him." Xia Ling pursed her lips and smiled shyly at Yan Xingchen's stepmother, "I think Yan Xingchen is very good-looking. Although his personality is relatively introverted, he is very quiet, so I like him very much. .”

The stepmother was taken aback when she heard Xia Ling's words.

The look in Xia Ling's eyes was almost like pity.

"Xingchen...is not suitable for you." The stepmother hesitated, "You are such a cheerful little girl, and he may not be able to get along with him. Besides, Xingchen has some health problems..."

"Is there a problem with your body?" Xia Ling turned her head to look at her stepmother, "What's the problem?"

The stepmother hesitated to speak, "It's just that he is not in good health. After being admitted to university, he dropped out of school because of poor health and couldn't adapt. He went back to high school and re-studied for a year, but this year he looked at his state. not bad."

Go to college before, and then come back to re-read?
Xia Ling thought about the relationship here.

So Yan Xingchen is the senior that Xu Yao likes.

But why couldn't Xu Yao recognize him?

Is it cosmetic surgery?
"It doesn't matter. No matter what physical problems Xingchen has, I like him." Xia Ling said firmly: "If he is sick, I will find the best doctor to treat him, and I will be with him."

The stepmother sighed slowly.

If Yan Xingchen can really get together with this girl, if he will have his own family in the future, that would be the best result for her.

Just poor girl.

With someone like Yan Xingchen, there is no future to speak of.

"It's here!" The stepmother turned her head and pointed to the triangular building in the distance outside the window.

The car is parked in the underground garage.

Xia Ling walked side by side with her stepmother carrying her bag.

The stepmother said as she walked, "I don't know how the organizer will arrange it today. It is said that the classmate who partnered with Xing Chen was injured physically and cannot come here because he is hospitalized."

"Who?" Xia Ling asked, "What's your name?"

"Xu...Xu what..." Stepmother frowned and thought about it for a while, then waved her hand, "I forgot, I can't remember."

Xia Ling: "Xu Yao."

"That's right! You know each other, right? You should all be classmates. The little girl said she was injured at school, so she couldn't come. The school is adjusting who can play duet with him. It's all here, and I haven't given it yet. Call up."　
(End of this chapter)