【Quick time travel】Push out the old attack every day

An Ran curled up on the bed, her slender, fat-like back was covered with hickey marks, blue and red intertwined.

His cold eyes were filled with panic.

There was a 'click' sound from the locked room door, An Ran turned her face sideways, not wanting to see the appearance of the visitor.

Accompanied by the sound of footsteps, a strong breath sprayed over, An Ran flinched, the cells in her whole body were extremely tense.

The earlobe was sucked into the mouth and licked and bit, An Ran lost her faith, she closed her trembling beautiful eyes, and memories that did not belong to her flashed in her mind.

He vaguely remembered that his name was Su Ye, but he didn't know why he came here. He only remembered that he was kidnapped now.

"Xiaoran, can you still not accept me?"

The deep voice grazed past the pinnae like sorrow or resentment, followed by fine wet kisses, cheeks, neck, undressed back, even the private places...

Feeling angry, An Ran still refused to raise her head to look at others.

"I came from ancient times, and in today's years, I am the only one left..."

A few inexplicable words, An Ran remembered that he said not long ago.

It contains loneliness and heaviness, which makes An Ran want to cry.

Seeing that An Ran still didn't move, the man sighed lightly and said, "I'll come see you later."

Then, the footsteps of leaving gradually drifted away.

Silence filled the whole body, An Ran cautiously raised her head and looked around.

But I don't want to, it's just an initial effort, there seems to be some important memory in my mind like a ribbon that has been drawn away, no matter how much An Ran struggles and begs, she can't catch the cunning one.

I don't know how long I lay there, but the man left and returned soon.

The door was pushed open with a click.

Accompanied by the fragrant and rich porridge, and the man's melodious voice like a violin.

An Ran had to admit that Jun Bai's voice was the best he had heard in the past 20 years.

"Xiao Ran, come have some porridge." Jun Bai carefully helped An Ran up, for fear of hurting An Ran.

"I won't drink." An Ran pursed her lips, lying limply on Jun Bai's chest, her whole body leaning on Jun Bai's body.

With the clothes on, you can touch the warm skin and the well-defined abdominal muscles.

"Be obedient," Jun Bai whispered like coaxing a child, "Come and drink, eh?"

"Let me go."

Jun Bai's smiling eyes suddenly turned cold, the surrounding air suddenly condensed, the condensed cold wind blew from the open window, and the soft bed curtain was like a panic-stricken wolf, hunting and roaring at the disobedient prey .

"You know, only this is impossible." Jun Bai murmured, his eyes were stagnant, "Xiao Ran, why can't you accept me after so long?"

Facing Shang Jun's white and red eyes, crystal clear tears flowed in them, as if they were about to fall one after another in the next second.

An Ran opened her mouth, but finally fell silent.

a year ago.

"Students, does any of you know about ginkgo trees?" Professor Zhang on the podium said in a deep voice, his mysterious tone attracted An Ran who was distracted. He looked up out of the window, not wanting to see the transfer student sitting by the window first.

He still remembered that the name of the transfer student was Junbai, which was taken from the meaning of "Jun buried the mud in the spring to sell the bones, and I sent the world full of snow".

When An Ran heard it for the first time, he felt that this name was full of loneliness. Besides, he had never heard of the surname Jun. It may be a surname handed down from ancient times.

The transfer student doesn't like to talk, and often is alone, just like a goose, and I don't see him take the initiative to chat with others.

Bai blinded that face, but she was famously good-looking in school, and I heard that she was a new school girl.

But my little brother doesn’t like these things. Jun Bai loves reading books the most. For some reason, it may be that people who love to read have a unique temperament. An Ran can always see calmness from him.

Apart from this, his personality is just like that of a centenarian, which is very boring.

"...Traditionally, there are a total of seven classifications in biological taxonomy, arranged from largest to smallest, followed by kingdom, phylum, class, order, family, genus, and species. You must know that in the plant kingdom Among them, there are more or less relatives, but ginkgo is the most unique."

Professor Zhang made a suspense. The students who were just distracted, sleeping and playing with their mobile phones heard something interesting and began to listen to the class seriously. They all urged him loudly, so he continued unhurriedly,

"Ginkgo biloba is the oldest relict plant among the gymnosperms left over from the Quaternary glaciers. It is the only broad-leaved deciduous tree among the gymnosperms. All relatives disappeared on the earth in the countless catastrophes experienced 7000 million years ago. Therefore, there is only one Ginkgoorder under the Ginkgo class, and there is only one family and one genus under the order."

"Isn't the ginkgo the only seedling in the tree world?" a boy exclaimed.

The boy next to him took his words: "It really uses the life of a tree to explain what loneliness is."

"I remember Ginkgo's tree language is tenacity and composure." The study committee member with thick glasses said, the girl next to her was flushing with red eyes, her bright eyes were shy: "It feels so romantic."

romantic?

Ginkgo: I have endorsed singles for 7000 years.

Could this... be a romantic thing?

An Ran subconsciously looked at Jun Bai who was sitting by the window, he knew what to use to describe Jun Bai.

Maybe it was because his eyes were too hot, Jun Bai followed An Ran's gaze.

In panic, An Ran missed a sentence in a low voice: "You are very ginkgo."

After speaking, both of them were taken aback.

An Ran's fair cheeks were flushed, and he turned his head to look at the podium, not daring to look at Jun Bai again.

The light in Jun Bai's cold eyes became soft, and a faint smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

From that day on, An Ran never dared to look at the window when nothing happened, he restrained his gaze, and never turned his head to that side when Jun Bai was sitting.

As time went by, he gradually forgot about it.

There are ginkgo trees planted in the school, and the ginkgo street is the most beautiful scenery of the school.

When autumn comes, ginkgo will be covered with yellow clothes.

It is also this special season, and the school organizes classes to clean the leaves every year.

Holding small brooms in their hands, it was rare for a few boys to skip the morning reading class. They muttered excitedly: "Little Huangyin, let's come~"

The female Disciplinary Committee laughed and scolded behind the boy: "Not serious."

An Ran smiled at the jokes of several classmates. Because he was born prematurely, his health was not very good since he was a child.

I heard from my mother that he was almost unable to be rescued at that time. In order not to worry his family, he has been living cautiously all these years.

He has never participated in the fights between classmates.

The leaves on the ground were swept away one by one, An Ran knelt down and picked up a few clean fallen leaves, planning to take them home and make bookmarks for storage.

Since listening to Professor Zhang's explanation last time, An Ran has been very interested in ginkgo.

"An Ranran, are you going to take some ginkgo back home?" The boy saw An Ran's movements, and the two brothers wanted to put on An Ran's shoulders, but An Ran cleverly dodged it before they did.

"Yes," An Ran put the ginkgo away carefully, and replied, "I like ginkgo, can't I?"

Turning around, she met a pair of cold starry eyes.

An Ran was slightly taken aback, planning to pass by Jun Bai.

When he was about to pass by him, Jun Bai said inexplicably, "I like it too."

An Ran blinked her eyes, not understanding the meaning of Jun Bai's words, and was about to ask clearly, when the boy just yelled strangely, "Cheng Chengcheng, then, Mr. An, can you help me pick a slice too?" Woolen cloth?"

An Ran said: "Choose it yourself."

The boy jumped: "An Ranran, you are not righteous."

An Ran walked away, leaving the boy staring blankly.