I was terrified.

Jiang Chengtao let go of the hand that was clamping Fu Ning's chin, and his slender fingertips ran across Fu Ning's red neck that was pinched by him, as if he still had some nostalgia.

The tense nerves in Jiang Chengtao's head were suddenly disconnected.

Don't be so funny, how could you be nostalgic?

In the next second, Jiang Chengtao stopped directly, then turned around and walked into the rain curtain.

The corridor of the science building was empty, a light in the corridor was broken, the dim light flickered on and off, Fu Ning slid on the ground with his back against the wet wall.

The heavy rain "crashed" still kept falling.

Fu Ning's lips turned white, and he couldn't help shrinking back.

So cold.

The author has something to say: orz, I don’t think it’s good to boast that Haikou’s next update should be around the 28th →_→

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