No one noticed who Yan Leng was looking at, and no one would pay attention to why Cen Ge drank all the beer and asked for a song, this night, the two of them went to a place that no one knew, only the two of them, this is the secret of the two of them, and it is also the trip of the two of them with a song.

They forgot their hurt and guilt during their travels, they only remembered that they saw such beautiful scenery, that was their future so beautiful, walking, walking, and arrived.

Yan Leng stayed in Yonghe Hall for a whole night, and Cen Ge did not walk back to the dormitory alone like yesterday, but stayed in the town, because on this night, he had a place where he could stay, a scenery that he couldn't see enough in his life, and someone who was willing to hold hands with him and keep going. The man gave him a reason, a reason for them to walk together so comfortably, and they were happy with each other in love.

Early the next morning, Cen Ge closed his eyes and felt a burning heat hit his face, not the sun, because it was hotter than the sun, Cen Ge almost wanted to jump, but he still closed his eyes tightly, but his eyelashes trembled slightly. The familiar aura was approaching little by little, and the burning gaze swept over his whole body inch by inch.

Cen Ge finally couldn't help but open his eyes, but he fell into another gentle trap.

Cen Ge couldn't help but be attracted by those eyes, gentle and profound, he couldn't help but want to touch those eyes, but as soon as he raised his hand, he put it down.

So beautiful, so beautiful that he doesn't want to touch it, afraid that these beauties are like his past, and if he touches it lightly, it will shatter to the ground, this is his past, he can accept it, he can swallow it, but he can't let anyone touch it. In his past life, his good things eventually left him. None of them will stay for him, nothing good belongs to him. He was afraid, afraid that even Yan Leng would leave in the end, afraid that these beautiful things would become so painful, but he was reluctant to forget the past.

But before this beauty disappeared, he just wanted to look at it well, and he didn't let go of even the slightest. He has so many sad pasts, but he also has the strength of a man, he Cen Ge will never flinch because of pain, he will do his best to protect this beauty, for Cen Ge, every bit of beauty is worth fighting for and cherishing with his life, until it disappears, or he dies.

Yan Leng really wanted to kiss Cen Ge's body inch by inch, over and over again, never getting tired, for Cen Ge, he had a passion and flame that would never be extinguished, he wanted to cling to Cen Ge's body every minute and every second, and sniffed the breath on Cen Ge's body gently, or vigorously. He also wanted to leave his traces on Cen Ge, and even more so that Cen Ge would brand his mark on him, so that they could have each other in all possible ways.

Yan Leng gently approached Cen Ge, and the breath he exhaled made Cen Ge's ears red, but he didn't want to run away at all, he could hardly hear Yan Leng's wheezing whisper.

Yan Leng said, Cen Ge, I want to be with you for one life, three lives and three lives, and eternal life, we will always be together, we will always be together, you, are you willing?

Cen Ge laughed suddenly, lightly clasped the back of Yan Leng's head with one hand, and with strength in his waist and abdomen, he stopped his upper body in the air, turned his head sideways, and swept his lips over Yan Leng's earlobe, like a touch, like a kiss, with a gentle whisper, but every word was bitten so clearly.

I, willing, willing.

On this morning, Yan Leng and Cen Ge walked into the school side by side as before. One was dressed in a neat school uniform, covered with a cheap coat, carrying a schoolbag on one shoulder, and the other was dressed in a famous brand, meticulous and chic, two people who should obviously be out of place, but they were so harmonious, although there was something else.

Yan Leng and Cen Ge are not in the same class. Yan Leng is in Jiangzhou City's famous "aristocratic class", the second year and third class, while Cen Ge is also famous in the city's first high school's "Xueba class", the second year and six classes, the two classes are not far apart, but they are worlds apart.

If the students in the sixth class are talented and beautiful, then the students in the third class are the proud sons of the sky, and those with a slightly average family background can't enter the third class, like Pan Wei before, his father is the deputy director of the Jiangzhou Public Security Bureau, but he is only in the fourth class, and he is not qualified to enter the third class.

A class passed quickly, Yan Leng didn't listen to what the teacher said, he just flipped through the textbook by himself, after all, after more than 20 years of rebirth, he couldn't remember what he learned in high school, but the grades were also one of the Yan family's supervision, he couldn't still be in the top 20 of the grade last semester, and he would directly take the test to the bottom 20 this semester, not to mention the first test, how to do it have to be about the same.

After the first class, Yan Leng was about to get up to find Cen Ge, but was stopped by a woman, who dared to put her hand on his shoulder. Yan Leng's face suddenly sank, and when he saw her appearance, he vaguely felt a little familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was.

For Yan Leng, all the people he can't remember are unimportant people, so he doesn't have to care about them at all. As soon as Yan Leng raised his hand, he opened the woman's hand on his shoulder fiercely, and raised his steps to find Cen Ge.

"Go find Cen Ge?"

Yan Leng's eyes were as sharp as a knife for a moment, his face did not change in the slightest, he turned his head, didn't say a word, and just stared at the woman.

If she knew something, he wouldn't mind shutting her up forever.

"Don't be so fierce!" The woman was obviously a little scared, Yan Leng's hands were stained with blood, how could a pampered woman withstand it.

"I'm Zhao Yao, my sister is Zhao Xiaoya, I have something important to tell you about you, about Cen Ge, oh ......"

Say. Yan Leng heard her say that her sister was Zhao Xiaoya, and she knew why she felt familiar, the outlines of the sisters were really strikingly similar, and as soon as her face softened, she heard that it was about Cen Ge, and Yan Leng fell in love.

"Yesterday after school, Pan Wei's gang found him again, I guess, it's quite miserable. When Zhao Yao said this, she didn't know how much stimulation it would bring to Yan Leng, because she didn't know how much Yan Leng cared about that person, the person he put on the tip of his heart was bullied so much, and he couldn't wait to kill those people alive now.

Yan Leng just turned around to find Cen Ge, and there was no thunderstorm as Zhao Yao imagined, which made her feel very strange, was her plan going to fail?

Yan Leng didn't know what Zhao Yao was thinking, he just wanted to appear by Cen Ge's side right now, let him know where Cen Ge was injured, what the injury had become, whether it hurt or not, whether it hurt or not, whether it hurt badly or not.

Why, why is Cen Ge always waiting for his own tardiness? belated apology, belated confession, and belated protection.

Yan Leng, you are such a waste!