The boss always thought we were looking at each other

He Ci looked at Yan Yu's distant back, frowned slightly, unconsciously clenched the flower in his hand, stood there for a long while without speaking, until the back disappeared from sight.

Zhong Yi, who was behind him, looked at He Ci's eyes, and seemed to have finally noticed something was wrong, and did not take the initiative to mention the unhappiness of the two of them, "Brother Ci, did you meet a new friend? You didn't even tell me, almost in front of you What a joke..."

It seemed that he wasn't the one who uttered nonsense in front of He Ci just now.

"You have a lot of forgetfulness?"

He Ci turned his head back coldly, his eyes were half closed, and there was a coolness in his black eyes, and he looked down at the fake Zhong Yi who was smiling in front of him.

"Three years ago, can I help you recall memories?"

Zhong Yi didn't seem to expect that he would bring up the old matter again, and his voice fell silent for a moment.

**

Yan Yu packed up the dormitory, the sun had already set.

When closing the door, Yan Yu took one last look at the shiny lunch box on the table that he had washed, and sighed, the lunch box was all shiny from his use, so it would be a bad idea to give it back to others.

But he really couldn't find the same type of lunch box.

In fact, he didn't intend to say goodbye to the students in class three at first, after all, he really couldn't stand the surging anger of the young people.

But the school that grandpa was looking for was not much different from the curriculum in Fengcheng. Even if Yan Yu didn't want to leave in a big way, he had to get his books out of the classroom first.

For this reason, he deliberately picked someone who was in the dark, and waited until everyone was out of school before sneaking back to the classroom with a lot of presents.

The little skirt that Zhao Qingqing once lent him was folded in squares and mixed with various candies, and it was smashed into a large glass jar.

Li Zeming's favorite comic book.

Lu Xuan's favorite gamepad...

In order not to be discovered, Yan Yu didn't even dare to turn on the lights, relying on his own impression, rustling things in the classroom in the dark.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang at the door.

Yan Yu's heart skipped a beat for no reason, and he stood by He Ci's table, his hands that were about to put things down in mid-air, staring at a large object that suddenly appeared at the door, and silently put down the medicinal wine and gauze that he had prepared for He Ci , and hid behind the table, trying to make himself disappear.

But who knows who has grown a pair of good hands, and with a 'snap', the switch at the door of the classroom is pressed.

In just a short moment, the entire classroom was as bright as daylight, and the lights poured down from the top of the head, exposing the words that were trying to hide to the public.

Yan Yu swallowed his saliva, suddenly feeling guilty.

Maybe it was because the light above his head was too strong, it took a while for Yan Yu to get used to the sudden light, he stood still for a while, and then he saw a group of people with red eyes not far away.

"Yan Yu!"

This sound was mixed with a lot of anger, and the roar of Yan Yu's feet softened.

"Don't be angry, don't be angry... Angry will leave a way for the devil!"

Yan Yu looked at Lu Xuan who was striding over not far away, and thought that this thing might want to kill him.

Lu Xuan had just been criticized by Lao Jiang in the morning, and now he looked at Yan Yu, and he couldn't hide his anger. He strode in front of Yan Yu, jumping up and down on the table like a bandit.

"I still know to come back," Lu Xuan pointed to the comic book he put on his desk, and he couldn't say anything urgently, "What, what do you mean, you plan to sneak away if you want to leave!"

"Take your things back!" Song Mo was also very angry at him, "I went to a new school and had a fever like that, look who will carry you to the school infirmary!"

Yan Yu looked at Song Mo whose eyes were red and didn't dare to make a sound. He silently took out the toilet paper from his pocket, handed it to Song Mo, and hugged him in his arms.

"Song Xiaopang, don't cry, brother Yan is not coming back."

"You're still laughing!" Song Mo glared at him fiercely, took out something out of his pocket and stuffed it into his arms, "This is the study material we borrowed from senior seniors, and we sorted it out overnight. "

Yan Yu accepted the heavy love with both hands, and he knew that his group of fathers would always be the most reliable.

Li Zeming sighed, "I know that you and He Ci are having conflicts, so I'm sure you won't be embarrassed to ask him to make up lessons. Don't sleep in class from now on. Don't disappoint your fathers' wishes!"

Hearing He Ci's name, Yan Yu lowered his eyes and said nothing.There was a brand new USB flash drive lying in the palm, and their body temperature seemed to be still on it.

is warm.

A group of people swarmed around Yan Yu to ask about his health, no one knew whose pocket the jug of beer came from, and four or five people turned off the lights and drank in the dark in the classroom.

Shouting and chirping, the names he called didn't match the person, but the words he said had already reached the point of calling each other "Mr. Lu" and "Mr. Li". The canned bottles scattered on the ground were obviously drunk. Taller.

Zhao Qingqing and Gao Xinyi beside them really couldn't stop them.

"Drink less and talk less, you can't drink, you still have to be brave," Zhao Weiqing helped the man up from the ground, and when his eyes touched a black shadow outside the window, he was so frightened that he almost screamed out, until he taught him the opposite. The light from the building could see the man's face clearly.

Too sharp jaw line, almost expressionless, with a little bit of murderous intent, easy to identify.

"Brother Ci?" Zhao Qingwei looked at Yan Yu in his arms, and suddenly understood something, pointing at Yan Yu who was dizzy, "Do you have something to say to him?"

He Ci closed his eyes, looked at Yan Yu leaning on Zhao Qingqing with a confused face, silent for a moment, and nodded.

Yan Yu covered his eyes, "Brother Ci? What Brother Ci?"

Yan Yu shook his body, stood up with the support of the wall, watched Zhao Weiqing blinking at him continuously, motioning him to look out, and suddenly remembered something, couldn't help muttering, "Let me tell you, that Li Shaojie doesn't care at all. Not good, you have to study hard, you are only seventeen, you are still young, what love is there?"

Zhao Weiwei was slightly surprised that Li Shaojie had indeed confessed his love to her, but she had never said it to anyone, let alone Li Shaojie who wanted to save face, let alone talk like a big mouth.

But how did Yan Yu know.

Zhao Qingqing was thinking about it, and felt that the words next to him seemed unstable, and leaned over limply, "If you don't like me, I'm good, and I'm good-looking too!"

As soon as the voice fell, the surrounding air pressure instantly dropped to freezing point, and it was transmitted continuously from outside the window.

Zhao Weiwei was so frightened that her eyes widened and she dared not look out.

"Yanyan will be your father!" Yan Yu patted his chest proudly, "Yanyan earns a lot of money, I'll spend it for you!"

Hearing these words, Zhao Qingqing finally breathed a sigh of relief, and didn't bother to argue with the little grandson, "Ancestor, can you look out of the window?"

"Just try it!" Yan Yu shook his head, looked out of the window, was so startled that he quickly looked away, and woke up more than half of the drunkenness.

"Mom, I'm having a nightmare."

Pian Yanyu still felt a little unbelievable, hid behind the classroom wall, poked his head out, squinted his eyes and looked out the window secretly, and found a new continent, and surprised Zhao Weiwei: "It's really He Ci."

Zhao Weiwei nodded helplessly.

Yan Yu waved lightly at Zhao, as if whispering, "You know, He Ci doesn't like me, after passing Yanyan's village, Yanyan won't wait for him in the next village!"

"He likes Lu Xuan, don't you know?"

Zhao Weiwei was dumbfounded, and looked at He Ci outside the window, the other's face was completely black.

This has something to do with Lu Xuan.

"I really don't know that."

Of course, Yan Yu was also distressed. He leaned his elbows on the window sill and meditated. Lu Xuan on the other side had already fallen asleep on the table, "Look, the little fairy boy from heaven just can't beat a bamboo horse, right? Lu Xuan in the end How is it better than me, I haven't reported their puppy love yet, I will report to Lao Jiang later!"

Under the light moonlight, Yan Yu frowned slightly, his face was flushed with drunkenness, he drank too much wine, and he kept sticking out his little tongue dryly, very much like tiramisu.

Seeing that He Ci's throat felt dry and hot.

"I want to fly forward, I am waiting for the rose of love..."

Yan Yu hummed softly, as if he was the rose that was about to wither. For a moment, he even felt that this song was written for him. After humming, he let out a long sigh. It was in a dream.

When it was over, facing He Ci outside the window, Yan Yu patted his belly, thinking of the one who ordered He Ci to get the paint tray today, he was unhappy for a moment, drooping his face, and asked: "Can I order you? Want to pee?" Urine."

"Come out." He Ci said.

Yan Yu let out a 'huh', and made a gesture to climb up the window sill and jump over it. After tossing for a long time, he didn't even step on the stool, and immediately became wilted.

"My mother, I can't get out!" Yan Yu anxiously reached out to He Ci, "Help, Cijiang!"

"Help me!"

The corners of He Ci's mouth curled up slightly. He hadn't heard Yan Yu call him that in a few days.

Zhao Qingqing was about to remind Yan Yu to go through the back door, but saw He Ci holding Yan Yu's armpit, carrying him out of the window.

Zhao Qingqing: "..."

"Let's go." He Ci glanced at Yan Yu's full stomach, fearing that he would be exhausted, and reminded him.

Yan Yu stayed where he was, refusing to move no matter what.

"What?" He Ci lowered his eyes and saw a pair of white hands wrapped around his wrists, his eyes darkened, "Want to hold hands?"

"No," Yan Yu shook his head, "Our daughter is still inside, you save her too, she will drown."

He Ci paused, his eyes fell on Zhao Qingqing who was in the window, Yan Yu probably regarded her as tiramisu.

"It's okay, I can't drown!"

He Ci looked at Zhao Qingqing who was trying to lower his sense of existence, and held Yan Yu's thin wrist with his backhand, "Tomorrow, I'll bring Xiao Huang here, okay?"

"Well, you keep your word."

Only then was Yan Yu appeased, and she instantly forgot about the relative she had just met, and was led to the bathroom by someone, and she kept disgusting her all the way.

"Xiao Huang is really earthy, it's called tiramisu!"

"You're ugly, I'm so foreign, and you still don't like me, you're an idiot!"

Relying on being in the dream, talking and doing things are tight, and she doesn't say anything.

"You were so annoying in Nether Valley last time, and you didn't like me, and you still kissed me. I was worried that you saw Lu Xuan kissing others, and you were sad!"

"Me and Lu Xuan?" He Ci subconsciously felt that something was wrong, "So, you always thought that Lu Xuan and I were together?"

The more Yan Yu talked, the more wronged he became, and he didn't even care about going to the toilet. He stared at the dark-faced He Ci above his head, "He Jiaojiao, try to like me. Anyway, Lu Xuan kissed someone else, so I'll kiss you." OK?"

"My mouth is soft." She pouted for him as she spoke.

He Ci paused, lowered his eyes, his eyes were so dark that he couldn't see the emotion inside.

No wonder Yan Yu was like that in those few days. I always thought that he and Lu Xuan were together.

Or, from the very beginning, Yan Yu's strange actions were just to match him and Lu Xuan.

But if you say that, why is Yan Yu still so wronged?

He Ci couldn't figure it out, and rarely had a calm face, so frightened that Yan Yu beside him fell silent.

"Here, shall I help you in?"

Yan Yu let out an 'oh', and glanced at the toilet that was close at hand. Even though it was in a dream, she still blushed embarrassingly. How could anyone go to the toilet to help someone else's bird.

Having said that, there is still no metaphor for the question.

"Have you ever helped Lu Xuan with a bird?" Yan Yu looked at him eagerly, wanting to make a good comparison, "Then his bird is as big as mine?"

"Words!"

Under the moonlight, Yan Yu still couldn't see He Ci's face clearly, but he thought that He Ci should be shy and angry.

Oh, it's so annoying, why are you so easily shy.

Yan Yu obediently leaned on the wall to get in, stood in the toilet dizzy for about ten minutes, drained the water, and when he came out, a gust of cold wind blew past.

Hey, how did he come here just now?

Yan Yu shuddered, thinking that he really convinced himself that he could get lost in his dreams.

After leaving the toilet door, he went straight to the stairs and walked over. He remembered that he was going to compete with Lu Xuan to see whose bird was bigger!

"Where?"

He was suddenly grabbed by the arm by the person behind him, blocking his way. The person was standing at the bottom of the stairs where Yan Yu was standing with his back to the light, and the light was completely blocked by Yan Yu.

Yan Yu lowered his head, he was in a state of confusion, the hat alone covered most of his face, and he was standing at the top of the stairs, the brim of the hat was what he could see most clearly.

Who can see clearly.

Yan Yu said in a nice voice, "Brother, I don't think it's good to gossip at night, what do you think?"

He Ci pursed his lips tightly, did not speak, took out a stack of colorful sticky notes from his pocket, and read them to him.

How could he see the words clearly in the dark environment? The only thing that could explain it was that he had read these notes more than once.

"Cuteness is not a long-term solution, cute words are."

"There are hundreds of thousands of people, Yan Yan wants you."

The slightly magnetic voice came out of He Ci's mouth, which was indescribably sexy.

Yan Yu was stunned for a moment.

"It's autumn!"

Yan Yu propped the palm of the other hand with his index finger, signaling him not to read. Didn't he stuff these papers into the crack of the roof?

"Wait, I'm sorry, who are you?" Yan Yu bent down, trying to see what the person under the hat was up to.

This person may not be a good guy, Yan Yu thought to himself, he is already bankrupt, logically there should be nothing to threaten him, this person worked tirelessly to dig out his hard work, he must have no good intentions!

He Ci's love story was interrupted abruptly, Yan Yu didn't seem to recognize his voice, and forgot everything he shouldn't have forgotten after going to the bathroom.

The color of He Ci's downcast eyes changed slightly, and he raised his head, staring at him with dark eyes, "Your dream is beyond reach, now, remember?"

Your hope is beyond reach...

As soon as the words fell, Yan Yu trembled.

He didn't write this on paper!

He also used these words to fool Xu Zhengyi!

Yan Yu couldn't help swallowing, and while fumbling for his glasses from his pocket to put them on, he asked, "May I ask what your Excellency and Xu Zhengyi are..."

Before he finished speaking, he looked at that face, which looked very familiar.

next second.

It was as if a thunderbolt exploded in front of his eyes, which made his mind go numb.Yan Yu felt that he might not be able to accept such a blow.

"He... He Ci?"

That person on the rooftop...how could it be He Ci? !

By the way... what did he just say?

Your dream is out of reach?

At that moment, Yan Yu clearly heard his own heartbroken voice, pondering over the words "hopeful and unattainable... Is this going to be with him?"

"Now... what do you mean now?" The voice was not confident enough, looking at the thick stack of love letters written by himself in his hand, his face burned unreasonably.

If He Ci dared to reject him for Lu Xuan, he would not admit it!

He would never admit that it was written by him!

In his dream, He Ci didn't allow him to be so stubborn!

"Do you recognize who I am now?" He Ci's expression was tense, he could clearly see the concealment in Yan Yu's eyes, he obviously didn't expect that Yan Yu would forget all about it, even he didn't recognize it Come out, "I was so bold when I did it, but now I don't have the guts to admit it?"

The words of questioning made Yan Yu shrink back his neck in fright.

Hearing this tone, he almost swallowed the words and metaphors alive.Yan Yu also figured out something from his tone, why is it here to settle accounts.

Then he can't lose face no matter what!

"For example, if I said that I just had bad eyesight that day and saw the wrong person," Yan Yu looked at He Ci's darkening face, and asked tentatively, "What will happen to you?"

He Ci twitched the corner of his mouth expressionlessly, "I will turn black."

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