The villain bosses in quick time travel are sick and delicate

Luo Yan with two personalities tilted his head and smiled silently.

The next day.

When it was almost time for class, Jiang Zhuo woke up, and Luo Yan was no longer in the dormitory.

All the furnishings seemed to be exactly the same as before Luo Yan left, untouched.

Could it be that it was his illusion that Luo Yan came back last night and covered him with a quilt?

Jiang Zhuo frowned, he had no memory at all, he simply didn't want to, picked up his bag, and ran towards the teaching building.

Today they are teaching classroom theory, the teacher is the most severe associate professor in the department, if they are late, they will be scolded bloody.

Even the number one in his department is no exception.

Stepping on it, as soon as he ran into the classroom, Jiang Zhuo saw the friend of the original owner in the large classroom full of people, Ye Ziyun secretly beckoning to him, motioning him to sit down.

Jiang Zhuo hurried over and sat down, whispering, "Thank you for giving me a seat."

Ye Ziyun smiled and said: "Why are you being polite, there is also breakfast, it's rare for you to be so late, you haven't eaten yet."

He handed over the milk bread he bought, and Jiang Zhuo patted him on the shoulder emotionally, "Good brother."

After Jiang Zhuo unloaded his backpack, Ye Ziyun looked at him hesitantly, "Ah Zhuo, can you do me a favor?"

"Well, what's the matter?"

Ye Ziyun took out a pink letter from the drawer.

"My sister likes Luo Yan...but basically she can't meet anyone. You share the dormitory with him, so I just want you to help pass it on..."

Ye Ziyun, a big man, felt embarrassed to ask for such a favor. He rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment, "If it's inconvenient for you, brother, then just pretend I didn't say anything."

Jiang Zhuo blinked when he heard the words, and now he was drinking the milk bought by others, he couldn't help but smiled and said: "What's the matter, why don't you just pass it on, leave it to me."

Ye Ziyun was grateful for an instant, "Is it really okay? I was also entangled with my sister so I was going crazy that I couldn't help it."

After Jiang Zhuo heard this, a hearty and lovely smile appeared on Qingjun's face, "Okay, no problem. But... your sister has poor eyesight, why didn't she fall in love with me?"

Ye Ziyun laughed, and the embarrassment disappeared immediately, "Fuck you, Luo Yan's looks are the school girl, besides, you don't think it's enough for you to receive so many love letters every day?"

"The more the better."

Jiang Zhuo bent his eyes lightly at this moment, his snow-white little tiger teeth were biting the straw on the milk carton, there was no impurity in his bright black pupils, and his cheerfulness and purity made his heart flutter slightly.

Ye Ziyun, as a straight man of steel, was a little dumbfounded today.

It took him a few seconds to look back in embarrassment, and handed the envelope to Jiang Zhuo, "I'll treat you to dinner later."

"make a deal."

In the afternoon, the warm sun shone through the shade of the leaves.

Ye Ziyun cheerfully called Jiang Zhuo and the school basketball team, and made an appointment with the sports department, just had a basketball game.

Jiang Zhuo changed into a pure white basketball uniform, which was more handsome and sunny, and the basketball court was full of girls cheering for him.

Everyone shouted: "Jiang Zhuo, come on! Jiang Zhuo is the most handsome!"

Jiang Zhuo naturally raised the corners of his lips, and gave them a super invincible and brilliant smile back, the snow-colored tiger teeth were slightly exposed, and he got waves of screams from the girls.

Such a grand occasion of winning the championship naturally attracted the "siege" of other boys:

"Hey, Ah Zhuo, I called you so handsome! The young lady has been seduced by you, so why don't we brothers get out of the order?!"

Jiang Zhuo casually twirled the ball on his finger, and said cutely, "Get off the list? What are you thinking about. I'm so handsome, just to protect my little sister from letting you beasts get involved, okay?"

"Hey, brothers, did you hear what he said? I owe you so much!"

"No, fuck him on the court for a while, this little dwarf, arrogant."

Hearing this, Jiang Zhuo raised his eyebrows, "Who are you talking about being short?"

— A group of people are used to playing together and hurting each other. Seeing this, they didn't panic at all, even smirked, and spontaneously gathered together to run on Jiang Zhuo:

"Of course I'm talking about you, Ah Zhuo, look, there are so many people present, the shortest one, isn't it you?"

Jiang Zhuo heard the words: "..." It is true.

Who said that these people are either from the school basketball team or from the sports department. If a person is tall and burly, can he be compared with ordinary people? For him, 1.7 meters [-] is not bad, okay?

Jiang Zhuo slandered, being poked at his only weak point, he said indifferently: "Play ball, play ball."

Judgment was ridiculed by all the bad friends again: "Look, when it comes to height, you have nothing to say, this guy, little dwarf."

Jiang Zhuo: "..." Damn.

It's decided, I'll blow up this group of people later.

Let them experience what it means to be the captain of a basketball team.

In reality, he has super athletic ability, excellent learning ability and comprehension ability, and he can play even better than the original master in a small basketball.

It's not a problem to blow up these guys.

He stared at the group of guys who were still hurting him with a poignant smile, biting the corner of his lip premeditatedly.

It just so happened that Luo Yan, who was going back to school because of something, accidentally caught a glimpse of this scene on the basketball court.

Under the dazzling sunlight, the handsome young man was surrounded by the crowd and was making friendly jokes.

The boy's carelessness, the boy's small eyes when he was choked by the words, and the corner of his lips biting when he didn't know what he was planning. …

Luo Yan's long eyelashes fell suddenly, what was he thinking.

He couldn't possibly have anything to do with that person.

impossible.

Because... Once you hold that boy in your arms, it means you have to compromise and enjoy him at the same time with the other two personalities in your body.

He would rather not.

Luo Yan returned to indifference, and no longer looked at the boy who attracted him under the sun over there.

In the evening, Jiang Zhuo came to the small bar after playing basketball and taking a shower.

Sure enough, Luo Yan was quietly preparing to mix drinks inside.

The dark and unusual uniform looked ridiculous on him.

Jiang Zhuo's eyes lit up, and he walked around behind the bar, intending to pat him.

But before he could say hello, and before his hand touched Luo Yan's shoulder, his wrist was quickly restrained.

Jiang Zhuo paused for Luo Yan's cold eyes, then raised his eyebrows and said softly, "Hey...what's the matter, you can't even touch it?"

I don't know if he was in a trance, or Luo Yan didn't expect it to be him, so he was also startled, let go of his hand, but didn't say a word, just lowered his eyes and ignored it.

Seeing this, Jiang Zhuo silently puffed up one side of his cheek, how much does this guy dislike him?

Sure enough, what covered him with the quilt last night was all an illusion, a hallucination.

Hey, it's a long way to go.

Jiang Zhuo, who was sighing for a long time, didn't know it at all. At this moment, Luo Yan's fingers that held his wrist could not help but curl up slightly, as if there was a tiny tingling electric current

Sliding over the general...

Luo Yan lowered his head, and Jiang Zhuo who was looking around was sitting in front of him, he quietly wiped the glass, his cold and dark expression was reflected on the glass.

Mingming decided not to have any contact with this person anymore in the afternoon, but when he saw him, he still couldn't help but feel some rippling in his heart.

Luo Yan gradually stopped wiping, looking at Jiang Zhuo who was lying on the bar counter bored, his eyes flickered slightly.

——This morning, he got up at six o'clock according to his biological clock, but saw a rolled-up drawing paper beside the bed.

Open it and look at it, and he unconsciously squinted his eyes because of the appearance of a boy in the painting.

The strokes of the two personalities are the most perfect and the most evil among them.

The teenagers he drew were imprisoned, put in a shameful and fragile posture by "them", and the dark eyes that were usually careless and cheerful were turned into mist, like the sun that was dyed black, Defiled pristine white paper.

It has to be said that he was lured.

Imprisoning such a clean and dazzling person in a place that only I can see and touch, and only I can do excessive things to him, and I can brand my own mark on that piece of white paper... This temptation Full of strength.

But still not working.

Luo Yan tightened his fingers holding the glass, and then slowed down. He lowered his eyes and continued to finish his work quietly.

——Before Jiang Zhuo asked him why he worked part-time here, he didn't answer.Jiang Zhuo will probably never know, because of his multiple personalities, he will be able to relax for a moment in a place like a bar, which is grotesque and full of demons dancing wildly.

He didn't want him to know.

Today's Jiang Zhuo still didn't get any response, if Luo Yan occasionally nodded and shook his head, he would have thought that he was so annoying.Difficult to do.Jiang Zhuo drank a glass of juice sadly.

Bored and bored, he suddenly remembered the love letter.

The belt was carried on the body, but to give it so directly, it must be a fate of ignoring it and going into the trash can without saying a word.

I owe that guy Ye Ziyun a meal, so let's take it easy.

So Jiang Zhuo thought about it, raised his head and asked Luo Yan expectantly, "Will you go back to the dormitory today?"

Luo Yan paused while mixing the drink, and looked at him with indifferent eyes as if asking, what's the matter.

Jiang Zhuo said with a guilty conscience: "There seems to be something wrong with the school."

Hearing this, Luo Yan pursed her lips, stared at Jiang Zhuo's bright eyes for a long time, then lowered her eyes and nodded, and moved her fingers slightly.

When Luo Yan got off work at ten o'clock, the two of them went to the bus station together.

This is a bustling area, and there are especially many people on the evening bus. The two stood together and had to squeeze together.

Only then did Jiang Zhuo realize that this person was so much taller than him, "..."

And Luo Yan was so close to him, he couldn't help pursing his lips slightly, but suddenly the bus slammed on the brakes, Jiang Zhuo couldn't stand still, and threw himself on Luo Yan's chest in a daze.

"No, I'm sorry, are you okay?" Jiang Zhuo immediately stood up and said.

Luo Yan didn't know when she bit her lip, looked at him with deep and unpredictable eyes, and didn't respond for a long time.

Jiang Zhuo licked his lips helplessly: It's over, it's over... This person must be angry, and the love letter later will be useless.

Back in the dormitory, the night was already dark, the two squeezed through the bus again, and then took a shower one after the other.

It's just that Luo Yan didn't know why, and took an extra long time to wash, so long that Jiang Zhuo almost fell asleep in a daze, and he finally came out.

Jiang Zhuo rubbed his sleepy eyes, and handed over the pink envelope. His voice was soft when he was sleepy:

"Here, this one is for you."

Luo Yan's seemingly indifferent eyes fell on it, but the light in his eyes secretly moved slightly, but he didn't take it, staring at Jiang Zhuo closely, "What is this?"

Jiang Zhuo inexplicably heard a wave of ups and downs in his tone, held back the rolling drowsiness, raised his lips, and said with a cute smile: "Isn't it obvious? A love letter."