I'm down after reuniting with my ex

"What? I finally feel that I have lost money." Ji Changan was in a rare good mood, with a smile on his face.

People who look cold are actually very warm when they smile.

Wen Yan looked a little dazed, he blinked, then lowered his head and smiled shallowly, his eyes moistened, "It's a big loss."

"I don't think there's anything else I can do about it, I'm already relying on it." Ji Changan looked at the man's thin chin, "Just, from now on, I will concentrate on being your cook and feed myself some meat."

"Okay." Wen Yan responded, "By the way, do you have a show this afternoon?"

"Ah."

"Is this Jiang Fan going to take pictures just after he came out of the hospital?" Wen Yan was a little puzzled, "How did he get hit on the head that day?"

"I don't know." Ji Changan obviously has no interest in Jiang Fan, "I have a ghost in my heart, and I am not happy with the retribution."

"what?"

"If he really has nothing to do with Meng Yin, he won't be afraid now."

"Actually, they had a good relationship at the time, and it was obvious that Jiang Fan liked Meng Yin."

"Like it doesn't mean you have nothing wrong with you." Ji Changan looked at Wen Yan, "If Jiang Fan dies, you mustn't feel sorry for him."

"Uh..." Wen Yan laughed, "What evidence do you have to be so sure that he is worthless."

"No evidence needed."

...

It was already a warm spring, and everything around the school was revived and full of flowers. It should be a beautiful scene, but because the woods were too green, the group of gray buildings had no life at all.

Yan sounded his meal, and he watched the boy frown and looked at his plate.

The school will provide fruit, and the students pick it themselves, and the mangoes are culled.

Yan Sheng was very satisfied, he liked the feeling of playing with people in applause.

He walked over and sat opposite the three teenagers.

The wild boy named Meng Yin still had a Band-Aid on his browbones. It was last night. He resisted so fiercely that he was knocked against the wall by Yan Sheng.

Life is cheap, life is cheap, not even blood.

Meng Yin just looked up at him indifferently, then lowered his head to eat, he was having a hard time sitting, his lips and face were pale.

Jiang Fan and Meng Yin sat on one side, Wen Yan sat opposite Jiang Fan, and Yan Sheng sat next to Wen Yan.

Jiang Fan and Wen Yan were stunned for a moment, and they both said hello to Teacher Yan.

"Hello, everyone, why don't you eat more? See how thin you are." Yan Sheng put the chicken legs on his plate to Meng Yin, and put a piece of braised pork for Jiang Fan, and then handed over the big golden mango Arriving in front of Wen Yan, "I heard that Wen Yan likes to eat mangoes very much. It's a pity that he won't be able to enter the school again."

No matter how smart and calm Wen Yan was in his youth, at this moment, he was still a little stiff, his knuckles turning white as he clenched the chopsticks tightly.

"But it's okay, Teacher Yan has a lot of them. Tonight, go to Teacher Yan to get them." Yan Sheng didn't wait for Wen Yan's answer, and the words changed, "But the teacher can also send them there for you. By the way, I remember the three of you. One seems to be in a dormitory, and the other classmate has returned home from illness, just in time, the teacher will bring you three, and help you with your homework casually."

Dead silence, an eerie silence.

The cafeteria should be a noisy place, but here, the students are all numb, only the sound of bowls and chopsticks clashing.

So the silence at this moment has a lot of unknown meaning.

Meng Yin was the first to break the silence, "Thank you, Teacher Yan."

"You're welcome. After Meng Yin came to our school, she became much better. Now, the teacher likes you very much."

"Mr. Yan, after class in the afternoon, I'll go get it from you, thank you."

"Ah, so sensible." Yan Sheng smiled, "I like sensible children very much, so let's just say that, the teacher is leaving first." The camera panned from Yan Sheng's back to the faces of the three teenagers , everyone is forbearing and restrained, but they have their own concerns.

Yan Sheng was humming in the office, and he ordered people to install a surveillance camera in Wen Yan's dormitory, and he had witnessed it with his own eyes, the young man was holding a mango and gnawed it, the juice rotted in the crevices of his white fingertips, the elegant and quiet young man, But he gnawed on it.

It makes people... want him to chew more.

Wen Yan didn't want to drag Jiang Fan and Meng Yin down. He spent the whole afternoon doing mental construction. He could probably predict what would happen later.

He repeatedly wrote the word Ji Chang'an on the notebook, with the last stroke penetrating the back of the paper.

He went to the school garden, grabbed a stone, and walked slowly to Yansheng's dormitory.

The principal of the school is Yan Sheng's older sister, and he is also the vice principal and life teacher, so his dormitory is very quiet.In the corner, no one will pass by.

When Wen Yan finally reached Yansheng's dormitory, it was already dark.

When Wen Yan hadn't reached the door, Meng Yin came out from inside, closed the door, his posture was stiff, and met Wen Yan's eyes.

The lights in the corridor were too dim.

"Meng..."

"Teacher Yan is already asleep."

In order to live a long life, Yan Sheng doesn't have to torment these children every day. The last time he found it, it was enough to toss and he wouldn't come again.

"Let's go back to the dormitory." Meng Yin smiled at Wen Yan, then stretched out his hand to him, "Please help me."

Wen Yan walked over to help Meng Yin up. At night, Meng Yin's gray school trousers were wet at the buttocks like a black liquid.

While the two teenagers were supporting each other, the camera panned to the afternoon, and Meng Yin walked into Yansheng's dormitory by himself.

"Silly boy, are you here to sacrifice to the teacher?"

The door of the dormitory was closed, and the boy's painful muffled sound was heard.

The man smiled distortedly, "Do you know, it was your little boyfriend, Jiang Fan, who asked me to find you! He said, let me change my taste!"

"I…"

"know."

"Cut!" With a click, the drama was drawn to reality, and Jiang Fanteng stood up abruptly, "Ji Changan, you two, come out for me, who told you to act like this, there are no such scenes in the script!"

Ji Changan and the little actor who played Meng Yin came out of the dormitory. He comforted the little actor and raised his chin at Jiang Fan, "Director Jiang, what are you talking about, you can read the script!"

"What script are you looking at? I know Meng Yin has not been harmed. I know better than anyone else!" Jiang Fan with his waist in his hands and bandages wrapped around him, his eyes were black and blue, like a ghost, "I've checked the script with my own hands."

The assistant director walked over tremblingly and whispered a few words in Jiang Fan's ear. Jiang Fan opened the script with a face of horror. On the other hand, "Do you remember that day, you came to me and asked me why, why was Meng Yin not violated in the script?"

"Director Jiang, you remember wrongly, no."

"You're talking nonsense!" Jiang Fan looked like a string about to snap, "You still question me, saying that in the real world, Meng Yin is also a victim, and you still say that Meng Yin is not Yan Sheng's taste!"