Don kept looking outside, silent.

"You care about me!"

Don's mind kept reverberating with those three words. Simple but also cold.

"Why do I care about you!" Don only felt like he was going to mock himself.

yes, why should I care about you?

Donn thought about it all the time.

However, I always think about it unconsciously.

Don was already aware of that problem - the game had long since changed.

When did it start?

Donn didn't know.

Is it the laughter of a teenager? Is it those lonely eyes?

Don denied them one by one.

Perhaps, everything is so ridiculous, and the person who laid it out entered the game first.

Despite the lack of teacher supervision, the classroom was quiet.

has entered the second semester of the second year of high school, and everyone's spirit is tighter and harder.

Suddenly, Tang En felt Shang Lu push his arm.

"What's wrong?" Shang Lu looked at Tang En.

"Not really. Don replied with some weakness.

"May I ask you a question?"

Tang En felt surprised, after all, in her heart, Shang Lu had always been a proper scholar, an unattainable existence, an existence that she couldn't touch no matter how she chased after her.

"You're lying to me!—you're going to have a question!" Don shouted with a restrained voice.

"If you are human, you will have things that you don't understand. "Shang Lu is serious. "So don't be surprised. ”

"Okay! I'll try!" Donn paused for a few seconds, "but if I won't, don't laugh at me!"

"Of course not. Shang Lu said with a smile.

When Donn got a little closer, he could smell a smell, not strong, but very good.

"What does it smell like on you, why does it smell so good?" Don looked up at Shang Lu.

"Is there one?" Shang Lu sniffed himself.

"I don't smell it. ”

"Yes, you just can't smell it. ”

"Oh. ”

After this interruption, Don was less entangled.

Don leaned a little closer to see the subject more clearly.

Unfortunately, it was a math problem, and it was Donn's most hated problem.

"I won't. ”

"Think about it. ”

"I thought, but it won't. ”

"Really?"

Donn was angry, "I'm not good at math in the first place. ”

Shang Lu smiled happily, "If it's not good, you have to learn." ”

Tang En suddenly noticed that Shang Lu's smile was very warm, like a little sun.

"Shang Lu, you look good when you smile, I didn't notice it before. You're going to have to smile more in the future!"

"Yes, I know you're ugly when you're angry!"

Don didn't care.

After more than a semester of getting along, Tang En has gradually become accustomed to Shang Lu's indifference and poisonous snakes. In her eyes, the two are like brothers.

"And you know what?"

"I know now. ”

Tang En still felt that Shang Lu was a little underbeaten.

"When did you think of it. ”

"Just when you were angry!"

"Would you like to try my Eighteen Palms of Dragon Descending?" Don threatened.

"No need!" Shang Lu seemed to be frightened, and hurriedly replied, even waving his hands.

"Take it easy, you have to believe that I am a gentle sister. Don comforted.

"Who's my sister?"

"I, I'm older than you, of course I'm my sister. ”

Shang Lu didn't answer, he was silent, staring at the topic.

"Do you want me to tell you how to answer? Shang Lu said sullenly.

"Yes. ”

Shang Lu placed the topic in the center of the table, holding a pencil in his hand.

Don consciously handed over the scratch paper.

This is the tacit understanding of the two.

。。。。。。

"Who's Donne, please?" come out, there's someone looking for you outside!" the voice sounded abruptly.

Don looked in the direction from which the voice came from, and a strange teenager stood in front of the door, his school uniform jacket loosely draped.

"Can you come out for a while?" the boy was a little irritable, but still polite.

Don walked over briskly and said thank you softly to the boy.

The boy ignored it and walked in the opposite direction.

It was dark and silent outside.

The lights in the hallway are on.

It's as if the world is split into two sides.

Light and darkness.

Donn looked, a man standing in the shadows.

"Donn. The voice was tired.

Tang En looked at Fu Guosheng, her biological father.

Fu Guosheng seemed to be being stared at by Tang En, and moved to the side slightly.

In just a split second, everything was exposed.

Movements, modalities, at a glance.

"What's the matter. Don's voice was a little cold.

"I, can we go up the stairs and talk. Fu Guosheng said hesitantly.

Don didn't answer, just looked at him.

"Good. In the end, Don agreed.

Footsteps rang out.

Fu Guosheng slowly walked into the shadows again, followed by Tang En.

The two walked alone.