Every night, there are always a few piaos knocking on the door

Luo Weiyu was inexplicably relieved - Yong'er was so powerful, even if they really fought, no one else would be able to take advantage of it.

The little tiger jumped into Luo Weiyu's arms, obediently and motionless.Luo Weiyu didn't react at first, until the little tiger rolled over impatiently, Luo Weiyu belatedly raised her hand to rub the little tiger's soft belly.

Hmm~o(*￣▽￣*)o so soft and comfortable!Moreover, the body temperature of cats is higher than that of humans, and it is still hot.Ah ma, softer and cuter than a stupid kitten!

Luo Weiyu was intoxicated for a while, and stretched out his hand to grab the little tiger's hair, "Yong'er, your form is simply a killer!" He then stretched out his hand and squeezed the little tiger's hind legs, "Eh? What are you doing here... ...have you molted?"

"..." The little tiger was silent for a while, then said in a soft and tender voice, "No...it fell down before and didn't grow out."

"? Fall?" Luo Weiyu lowered his head and observed carefully.

He remembered... the day he met him just now, there was a deep bone wound on the outside of his right leg... was that time?Luo Weiyu rubbed the little tiger's legs distressedly, feeling somewhat resentful towards Qingkong——for hurting Yong'er like this!But after thinking about it, I felt...it didn't seem right, how could Yong'er be so seriously injured by Qing Kong at the age of 16 with his incarnation talent and strength...

Luo Weiyu frowned and asked, "What happened to you and Qingkong that day? Why did you suffer such serious injuries?"

Han Jiyong was stunned for a moment, then suddenly turned over, facing Luo Weiyu with his back.

Luo Weiyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, she stretched out her hand and turned the little tiger over, "Hey, what's going on with you guys?"

Han Ji never moves.

Luo Weiyu sighed lightly, "Can't you have a word with me?"

Cold silence forever speechless.After a long time, he said sullenly: "That was a misunderstanding...he took me for a ghost...that's why...well..."

"How could you be considered a ghost? What else are you hiding from me?"

Han Jiyong moved, jumped out of his arms, and landed on the ground, turning into a tall and handsome young man with a thin summer school uniform half hanging on his body, revealing his fair chest...

Luo Weiyu inexplicably thought of the appearance of this body covered with sweat, and then his face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Han Jiyong: "..."

Luo Weiyu coughed, "You can't keep talking to me!"

Han Jiyong let out an "oh" belatedly, and said stiffly, "I have to do my homework."

"..." Well, he is a graduate, and the exam is the biggest.Luo Weiyu had no choice but to go over and put on his clothes, then tidy up her workbench and give it to him, and sit on the sofa to wait for get off work.

Han Jiyong was still very quiet, except for the sound of breathing, there was only the rustling sound of the pen tip rubbing against the paper.

Luo Weiyu lay on the sofa and played with her mobile phone, and then slowly fell asleep amidst the rustling and Han Jiyong's breathing, without even noticing that the mobile phone hit her face.

When he woke up, it was already dark outside.

Han Ji never turned on the lights.The curtains of the school infirmary are open, and the lit classroom building can be seen from the window, which looks quiet and beautiful under the dark blue night sky.Han Jiyong sat facing the direction of the sofa, under the moonlight outside.

From Luo Weiyu's perspective, only his silhouette can be seen, but only those eyes are shining with pale golden light in the night.The pair of eyes that were imprinted into his eyes and heart, until a long time later, Luo Weiyu could still remember those pair of pale golden eyes--the kind of affection he had never seen before, so that he didn't realize it at the time At this point, the only thing he felt was the tyrannical killing intent hidden in the deepest part of his body.

Luo Weiyu opened his eyes, staring at the double pupils.

Han Jiyong stood up, got up and turned on the light, "I saw you weren't awake...so I didn't turn on the light."

Luo Weiyu frowned, "Why didn't you call me?" He looked up at the clock, it was already seven o'clock, it was already past the off-duty time, and the students' evening self-study had just started two classes.

Han Jiyong opened his mouth, but swallowed his rebuttal, "You're not awake."

Luo Weiyu turned over and stood up, the clothes she was wearing fell to the ground.He knelt down and picked up the clothes.The long-sleeved school uniform in winter is cold and lonely forever.Luo Weiyu secretly sighed in her heart.This child is really careful... But thinking about the flash of tyranny he saw before, his heart sank.

The two left the school and headed home.

Walking one after the other, even Luo Weiyu remained silent all the way.Han Jiyong looked up at Luo Weiyu from time to time, then lowered his head again, pretending that he hadn't done anything.

Luo Weiyu suddenly stopped while walking.

Han Jiyong didn't pay attention, and directly bumped into it.He rubbed the place where he hit, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Luo Weiyu frowned, "Yong'er, how much are you hiding from me?"

"what?"

"Forget it." Luo Weiyu sighed and continued to walk forward.His mood today is abnormally irritable, and he always wants to get angry.But Han Ji can't let Han Ji suffer his anger for no reason.He shook his hand unconsciously.

Han Jiyong immediately chased after him, walking side by side with him, "You...don't be angry."

"Angry? What are you angry about?" Luo Weiyu shrugged, and said quickly: "Why should I be angry? Is there anything worthy of my anger? Because you kept things from me? I won't because of such things Angry. Even family members will hide things, not to mention that I am not someone of yours."

Han Jiyong was obviously stunned.

Luo Weiyu said such words because she was in a hurry.He asked himself if he was sincerely treating Han Ji forever, and he asked those things only because he really cared about him.But Han Jiyong didn't even say a word to him about such a matter that had nothing to do with privacy!angry?In fact, rather than being angry, it is better to say that I feel defeated.It's hard to describe the feeling.

Han Jiyong gave him a very familiar feeling from the very beginning, something had been secretly attracting him, so he dared to tell his sexual orientation to Han Jiyong whom he just met.But now that I think about it, it was all my own wishful thinking.After all, to Han Jiyong...he might be a perverted gay brother—er, of course, in Han Jiyong's eyes, he might also be an uncle?

But it was this inexplicable anger that dissipated after seeing Han Jiyong's obviously hurt expression.

Luo Weiyu slapped herself in the heart.He should never speculate on a child with the greatest malice.Either way, it's a kid.