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Zhong Lin was stunned for a long time before finally connecting the broken nerve.After Zhong Lin recovered a bit of sanity, he swallowed the mouthful of food in his mouth, straightened his neck, and blurted out: "That... you must be in love with me, right?"

Liu Yihan slightly raised his brows, and a crisp "pop" sounded.Zhong Lin turned his head and saw Liu Yihan's mother looking at them in shock, with a broken glass lying on the ground.

Zhong Lin remembered what he said just now, took a deep breath, stood up quickly, and explained: "That... Auntie, I was joking just now, you... don't take it seriously."

Seeing his mother leaning over to pick up the broken glass in a panic, Liu Yihan quickly stood up and walked over, stopping him and saying, "Mom, just let me come, you go out first."

Mother Liu was obviously emotionally disturbed, she nodded, gave Liu Yihan a complicated look, and walked out of the kitchen.

Zhong Lin cursed angrily, and said dejectedly, "I just... was joking."

Liu Yihan's eyes drooped slightly, and he responded lightly: "Mmm..."

Zhong Lin frowned at such a non-painful answer, and in order to show his innocence, he hastily added: "I... only like women."

Liu Yihan glanced at him, and continued to clean up the glass shards on the ground, and the atmosphere suddenly became deadlocked.

Zhong Lin really felt regretful this time, but he couldn't stop blaming Liu Yihan in his heart, blaming him for doing nothing but being courteous.

In the end, both of them came out of the kitchen without eating well.

Seeing Mother Liu, the smile on Zhong Lin's face was as stiff as petrification.Mother Liu seemed to have calmed down a bit, and Liu Yihan said in a timely manner: "Mom, we were joking just now."

Mother Liu nodded and smiled, and the atmosphere became better.

Zhong Lin sat in the hall for a while, then whispered to Liu Yihan, "Well... I want to go back to practice singing early..."

"Alright, let's go get the luggage." Liu Yihan said, and got up first to go upstairs.

When Liu Yihan returned to the room, he saw the neatly arranged things on the desk at a glance, turned around and looked at Zhong Lin who was following him suspiciously.

Thinking of this, Zhong Lin hurried over and pointed out, "These are...the gifts from the seniors and juniors in our school. They like you very much and asked me to hand them over to you." The gadget was sent to Liu Yihan, and then he sent a stack of posters, photos, etc. that I brought from my hometown to him and said: "These, please help me sign all of them."

Liu Yihan stood where he was, raised his hand, and flipped through a few pages.

Seeing him, Zhong Lin didn't seem to be very willing, a little aggrieved: "Well... these are because the children of relatives like you very much. Please, I must ask you to sign it. You... Anyway... these are not many, you Help me out. If any of your friends want my autograph, I'll do as many copies as you want."

Liu Yihan paused his hands, and his eyes fell on a poster.

That poster was exactly the backlight of him and Zhong Lin, but in the blank space of the poster, someone wrote a line of big characters with a black marker: Han and Lin, you must be together.

Liu Yihan looked at the poster fixedly, and suddenly said slowly: "What if... is it?"

Zhong Lin looked at him inexplicably.

"What if you really like it?" Liu Yihan asked again.

There was a touch of astonishment in Zhong Lin's eyes, he heard the deep meaning in Liu Yihan's mouth, and his heart was shocked.

The man's gentle demeanor, the words he spit out, and the burning eyes all made him inexplicably nervous.

Zhong Lin recalled the dream he had just last night, and felt that his nose was hot and itchy, and his eyes flickered, not knowing where to fall.

Liu Yihan stared at him, waiting for his answer. Unexpectedly, he saw two streaks of dark red liquid slowly wriggling down from Zhong Lin's nose.

"You have a nosebleed." Liu Yihan frowned, quickly pulled out a few pieces of paper, and walked up to him.

When Zhong Lin heard this, he wiped his hand under his nose, and it was immediately stained with bright red blood. When he saw it, he was startled.He quickly raised his head, only to feel a twitch between his brows.

Liu Yihan approached him, suddenly supported his chin, wiped his blood with a tissue, frowned and said, "Don't keep your head up..."

His face was very close to Zhong Lin's eyes, so close that each other's breathing could be heard clearly.

At this moment, Zhong Lin only felt that his eyes were focused and fascinating.

He thought, if Liu Yihan got any closer, he would stick to his face, and the warm lips in his mouth might slide over his cheeks...or even stick to his...lips.

Thinking of this, Zhong Lin's breathing became stagnant, and suddenly he felt a chill, and his mind began to become cloudy.

Liu Yihan stood very close to him, every part of his face was clearly magnified in a trance, and he could see it clearly.

Liu Yihan's expression was like a pool of stagnant water, without any waves, and he just gently wiped it clean for him.

After a while, Liu Yihan suddenly said, "The side view...is very nice."

Zhong Lin raised his head, and the two looked at each other.

"Your profile is very nice." Liu Yihan smiled and stepped back.

Zhong Lin watched him take a step back, as if he suddenly understood something, and began to wonder again.

Sometimes, maybe you inadvertently fall in love with a certain person because of a movement, a look, a smile or even just a word.

After a long time, Zhong Lin recalled that at that time, he might have fallen into it a long time ago, and then he couldn't help himself and couldn't extricate himself.

But, at that time, he was still ignorant.

In the end, Zhong Lin didn't have lunch at Liu's house. Liu Yihan's father who was in politics and his grandfather who was in business were both celebrities, and he didn't see any of them. come often.

Thinking of what happened that day, Zhong Lin felt that it would be better not to go often, because they didn't keep up, and they thought he was rushing to follow Liu Yihan.

When returning to Yangmingshan, it was Liu Yihan who drove Zhong Lin in his private car.

Neither of the two spoke a word along the way.

They returned to the villa before noon, and there were not many people returning to the villa at this time, but in the evening, other people returned to the villa one after another.

Because this week is the start of the school week, the publicity and themes of the competition are also centered around the campus.

Zhong Lin had already selected two classic school songs, and the battle was just waiting to begin.