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After a moment of silence, Jiang Zhihuo's news jumped out.

Jiang Zhihuo: Hold the grass!

Jiang Zhihuo: Damn it!

Jiang Zhihuo: You actually went to the library with Yuyun and me behind your backs!

Jiang Zhihuo: Where are you!Locate me!

Expected.

Yan Mu: For you?

Jiang Zhihuo: I want to study!

Yan Mu: Study?you?

Jiang Zhihuo said righteously: Yes.

Yan Mu: ...

It seems that this is not intended to cooperate.

Jiang Zhihuo sent a screenshot.

Jiang Zhihuo: [picture]

Jiang Zhihuo: Friends.

Jiang Zhihuo: There are three chapters in the contract, remember?

Jiang Zhihuo: Four, five, six, write these three silently three times?

Yan Mu: ...

Jiang Zhihuo: Forget it, I'm too lazy to go out, why don't you come back?

Yan Mu: ...

Seeing Yan Mu bowing his head typing, Bai Yuyun asked, "Is there something wrong?"

"No." Yan Mu said, "Jiang Zhihuo."

Bai Yuyun smiled: "Don't quarrel."

Yan Mu's tone was flat: "It's arguing."

Bai Yuyun smiled again, lowered his head, and said while reading, "You two have such a good relationship."

Yan Mu: "Emotions are really good and shouldn't be used like this."

Bai Yuyun laughed.

In the end, Yan Mu never quarreled with Jiang Zhihuo.

No one can compare to him than a rascal.

Jiang Zhihuo took a picture directly in the mirror, and deliberately drew a circle around the tooth marks on his neck.

Jiang Zhihuo: Come back.

Yan Mu: ...

He turned off the screen and said to Bai Yuyun, "I'm going back."

Bai Yuyun didn't ask why, but nodded and said, "Okay."

"What about you?" Yan Mu asked.

Bai Yuyun pointed to the books spread out on the table, and said with a smile, "I'll go back after finishing these questions, and the driver will pick them up. Don't worry about me."

On the car back, Yan Mu leaned on the back seat and rubbed the space between his brows.

It's been a bit of a chaotic time.

In his pocket, the phone was vibrating again, Yan Mu was very annoyed.

I took it out and saw that it wasn't Jiang Zhihuo, but a small group of three created by Wen Da. Normally, these two people would occasionally post some emojis and fight pictures in the group.

Qu Xiao: Do ​​you remember the high-cold bartender who told you about Yan Shao’s style last weekend?

Qu Xiao: There are shifts scheduled for the past few nights, come to play?

Qu Xiao: @冬哒哒哒哒@木

Wen Da Da Da Da: Really, then I will definitely come!

Wen Da Da Da Da: Shall Young Master Yan come too?Tomorrow is Saturday, there is only one Saturday in a week, how can I not come out! @Mu

Qu Xiao: Yes, we have a new product in our bar, come and try it. @Mu

As long as they want to go out, these two people can come up with countless reasons.

Yan Mu didn't refuse, and didn't agree immediately, but replied: Let me see.

Seeing that he was getting closer to his residence, Yan Mu asked the driver to stop the car on the side of the road.

"Master." Before getting out of the car, the driver stopped him, "It's been a long time since you..."

Yan Mu interrupted him: "Sorry, Uncle Wang, I don't want to go back."

The driver, Uncle Wang, sighed: "Okay, be careful on the road, young master."

Walking alone on the way back to the residence.

The night wind swayed the cicadas, and above the sky, there were as many stars as fine quicksand.

When he opened the door, Jiang Zhihuo had just finished taking a shower, covered his head with a towel, and walked straight into the room, but did not see Yan Mu who opened the door and entered.

The window in the room opened with a "swish".

I don't know where I developed the habit. When I was alone at home, Jiang Zhihuo never turned on the air conditioner.

Since Jiang Zhihuo didn't see him, Yan Mu didn't bother to call him, put on his slippers, walked to the door of the room, and paused.

I saw Jiang Zhihuo sitting on the carpet next to the bed, with his legs crossed, looking down at his phone, his fingers pointing back and forth on the screen, as if he was sending a message to someone.

From this angle, Yan Mu could see the room, but Jiang Zhihuo could not see the outside of the room.

Yan Mumei's heart skipped a beat.

Sure enough, after a while, the phone started vibrating again.

It was Jiang Zhihuo's message.

Jiang Zhihuo: Are you back?Are you back?Are you back?

Jiang Zhihuo: 5 minutes have passed! !

Jiang Zhihuo: Timeout!

Jiang Zhihuo: You can figure it out! !

Jiang Zhihuo is very magical. I don't know if he uses exclamation points too much. He is obviously just typing, but there is always a sense of noise overflowing the screen.

In the past, Yan Mu must have sent six o'clock.

But this time, he saw it clearly.

——From the beginning to the end, Jiang Zhihuo didn't have much expression on his face.

There was no enthusiasm and noise in the usual days. After typing quietly, he quietly put the mobile phone next to the pillow and pulled off the towel. He didn't know what he was thinking. He was in a daze for a moment and grabbed a book from the desk.

Just after washing her hair, the hair spread out from the front of the forehead, slightly bent by the water drops, and her eyebrows and eyes drooped slightly.

He was wearing clean casual clothes, with the neckline sticking to his neck, his collarbone was deeply sunken, his head was lowered, his back was straight, and a small spine protruded from the back of his neck.

It doesn't seem to be deliberate, but it seems to be the pride branded in the bones.

Yan Mu slightly erupted.

——Even if they lived together recently, he had never seen Jiang Zhihuo who looked like this, neither noisy nor noisy, quiet and well-behaved.

Yan Mu didn't know what he was thinking, and when he realized it, he had crashed into the room and grabbed Jiang Zhihuo's wrist.

Jiang Zhihuo was also stunned for a moment, his first reaction was to throw the book in his arms on the table, and he hid the unintentional arrogance in the depths, and asked: "Hey, what are you doing!! "

Yan Mu was taken aback by the question, and after a long time, he let go of his hand in a daze: "...Sorry."

Jiang Zhihuo: "?"

"Ah? What?" Jiang Zhihuo thought he heard it wrong. He didn't know why Yan Mu apologized suddenly, but he had already apologized, so there was no reason not to accept it, and he said again, "Very good, it's good to know the mistake , Dad forgives you."

"..." Yan Mu didn't want to talk anymore and walked out of the room.

What was he doing just now?

Yan Mu couldn't explain it at all.

The body precedes the mind—seeing Jiang Zhihuo like that, the palpitations at that moment were complete, occupying the entire brain.

——It was an indescribable intuition.

It wasn't until now that Yan Mu suddenly realized that he didn't seem to understand Jiang Zhihuo at all.

too messy.

At the same time, the group of three chatted and started frantically jumping messages again.

Wen Da and Qu Xiao tried to persuade Yan Mu to come out with all kinds of weird reasons, Yan Mu rubbed the center of his brows, sighed softly, and typed.

Yan Mu: Good.

It didn't take long to take a shower in summer, Yan Mu came out of the bathroom, Jiang Zhihuo was drying his hair, when he saw Yan Mu, he turned up the hair dryer, and sprayed hot air on Yan Mu's face continuously: "Stay away from me!"

Yan Mu saw what Jiang Zhihuo was thinking, walked inside, and said, "I won't make up lessons tonight."

Jiang Zhihuo: "Really?!"

"Yeah." Yan Mu flipped through the test paper, "You finish the paper first."

Jiang Zhihuo: "..."

What's the difference between that and supplementary lessons? !

During self-study on Saturday, Jiang Zhihuo came here for an unprecedented time.

Seeing that the table that was supposed to be empty was suddenly filled with people, Chang Luo's eyes widened in surprise: "Brother Huo? You're here!"

Jiang Zhihuo raised his head: "Are you very diligent?"

During the class break, Zong Bei heard that Jiang Zhihuo had actually come to school, so he ran over and asked, "I actually saw a live Jiang Zhihuo on Saturday?!"

Jiang Zhihuo: "I can come whenever I want, okay!"

Zong Bei: "Is it Yan Xueshen's make-up class that motivates you!"

Jiang Zhihuo collapsed at the mention of make-up lessons: "Shut up, don't mention it!"

"What's wrong?" Zong Bei asked in confusion.

Jiang Zhihuo leaned against the railing and leaned back.

A few unknown flowers were planted in the small flower bed outside the corridor, and they had already bloomed. The tiny petals swayed in the wind, and a very faint fragrance wafted.

"last night……"

Chang Luo heard the conversation between Jiang Zhihuo and Zong Bei, leaned over and asked, "Last night?"

"It's nothing." Jiang Zhihuo paused, and didn't say anything further.

——Yan Mu was a little strange last night.

But Jiang Zhihuo couldn't tell what was strange about it.

not in a good mood?

Or... what did you see?

Saying only half the words is the most deadly, Zong Beichangluo waited for Jiang Zhihuo for a long time, his heart was hung up and down.

Chang Luo: "What happened last night?"

Seeing that Jiang Zhihuo didn't intend to continue talking at all, Zong Bei said anxiously: "Huo, you are talking!!"

Jiang Zhihuo really didn't know what to say, and said, "It's really nothing?"

At this time, a figure ran up the stairs, stumbled and gasped for breath, the last step was not stable, the whole person tripped forward and hit Jiang Zhihuo.

Jiang Zhihuo supported him, saw who was coming, and called out his name: "Qiu Bian?"

Qiu Bian wore a black neckband, and looked flustered. Seeing that it was Jiang Zhihuo, for some reason, he reacted greatly. He shook off his hand and said in a wary tone, "You Alphas, don't touch me!!"

Jiang Zhihuo who did nothing: "?"

"What's wrong with you?" Jiang Zhihuo asked.

The atmosphere solidified.

Only then did Qiu Bian realize his gaffe, but he was too flustered and couldn't speak a complete sentence. He quickly calmed down his breathing, and when he got better, he asked without beginning or end, "Where's Tang Anmiao?"

Chang Luo happened to see her before leaving the classroom, and said, "I just saw that she left with Director Feng, so she's not in the classroom now. What's the matter? I'll pass it on to you."

"Director Feng?!" Hearing these three words, Qiu Bian's face instantly turned pale, "No, nothing, I, I have to go first, you guys, you better not tell her that I was here, I said it myself, I said it myself..."

He paused, shook his head again, and said, "No, no..."

Qiu Bian clenched the neck ring tightly with one hand, and kept scratching at the back of the neck with the other hand, as if it was not the most fragile gland of Omega, but a disgusting and terrifying tumor, and he desperately wanted to dig it out.

"No way..." Qiu Bian's legs went limp suddenly, and he staggered back, Chang Luo hurriedly supported him.

Just now Qiu Bian reacted too much, Jiang Zhihuo couldn't touch him again, Zong Bei hurriedly took his hand: "What's wrong with you? Don't scratch it anymore, it's going to bleed."

"It's okay, I'm okay..." Qiu Bian raised his head, his eyes were already red, he bit his lower lip tightly, and shook off Chang Luo and Zong Bei, "I, I..."

He wanted to run downstairs, but his legs were already weak, without a trace of strength, and the tears finally couldn't be held back, streaming down his cheeks, he kept wiping away the tears, his eyes were absent-minded, and he murmured: "I...I I can't say..."

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