Even when he was watched and talked about at school, and he was forced to walk out of school, Zhan Xiaoyi has never been so angry.

She didn't know how she could have lured the wolf into the house, and she couldn't even figure out how he could do such a thing to herself.

Jiang Yucheng has always liked her, she knows it, but she also knows that he is really good to her. He had never done anything so decently to her in all these years, at least he respected her.

He, how can he?

Isn't she treating him badly? She took him in without taking a penny, served him with good food, drink, and clothing, and offered him like a master.

He, how could he!

After she fled back to her cabin, she was still scared, more angry than angry. She locked the door twice, closed the curtains and checked it, and shrunk into the corner of the bed, in the pile of stuffed animals.

She took off her humiliating nightgown and tore it hard, even biting it with her teeth. Suddenly remembered that he had just held her and bit on it, gnawed on her, let go of his hand, and grabbed her skirt that had been torn by her to shreds and threw it under the bed.

Turning off the light, she hugged herself, let the darkness envelop her, and kept shaking, shrinking into a small ball. It's like her cat who comes back with injuries every time, curling up in a corner and licking her wounds, but no one is distressed to comfort her and apply medicine carefully.

Even though the air was stuffy, she still didn't feel the slightest warmth wrapped in the quilt.

Jiang Yucheng called, she didn't dare to answer, Lin Ruoli called, she didn't dare to answer, let the phone keep ringing, and the screen flashed white to light up the dark room. It wasn't until Zhan Xiaoyan's phone rang that she put her phone to her ear with trembling fingertips.

She was afraid, she was aggrieved, and she cried silently, but she didn't dare to talk to him.

Zhan Xiaoyan listened to her sister's rare quietness, asked uneasily, and listened to her with a thick nasal voice saying that she was sleepy and gradually relieved. He congratulated her on winning the scholarship, and she cried even more, just listening without speaking. It wasn't until he told her to rest and hang up the phone that she clutched the phone to her forehead and began to cry.

The little face full of tears was reflected even more miserably by the afterglow of the mobile phone, and new tears continued to pour out, covering the old marks.

Yin Zhen stood outside her door and listened clearly. His hand tried to knock on it several times, but it was withdrawn and repeated. At last, he stood outside her door, listening to her cry, from crying bitterly to sobbing quietly, until there was no movement, from the moon and stars to the dawn of the sky.

The moment he opened the door with a smile, he saw the person standing outside, pushed the door shut, and leaned against the wall, still terrified, from his face to his neck.

She didn't have time to see what he looked like, but he could clearly see her red and swollen eyes, her lips almost lost color, and her little face was pale.

Zhan Xiaoyi took a deep breath, grabbed the backpack in his hand and threw it behind his back, vigorously opened the door, pushed him aside and ran quickly towards the courtyard door.

Yin Zhen chased after her in a few steps, stretched out his hand to grab her, stopped, and leaned against the courtyard door.

She dodged his gaze, couldn't open the door that was held by him, and suddenly looked up angrily, there was no temperature in her eyes, it was as cold as him, or even colder, "Get out of the way." ”

The fingertips that pushed against the courtyard door trembled stiffly, like his back straightened instantly. He was still standing one step away from her, and asked in a dumb voice, "Where are you going?"

Zhan smiled and didn't look at it, didn't answer, but his hand subconsciously tightened the neckline of the T-shirt that was tightly attached to his neck, and took half a step back defensively.

"Got your phone?"

There were no eyebrows visible under her neatly combed bangs, but he felt her disgust, as if those two thin curved eyebrows had wrinkled before his eyes.

"Stay safe...... Come back early. His hand was back to her lap, and before she could finish speaking, she had opened the courtyard door and rushed out.

Yin Zhen watched her run wildly until she disappeared into the alley, and stood in place for a long time.

He did not eat or sleep, and stood there until he could not stand it and gently closed the courtyard door and sat down in the chaise longue under the grape trellis. The cat jumped lightly on his legs and lay on them as if he were smiling, curled up in a ball.

He stroked its soft fur and let it lick it on his fingers, and lay down with his tired body, unable to close his eyes.

That scene from last night is always replaying in his mind. She was held in his arms and lay under him, and he really felt her presence, her softness, but it scared her and hurt her.

He knew that she was not the inseparable Chang Fujin who was inseparable from him 300 years ago, even if they were the same person, she was only sixteen years old at this time. He seemed to suddenly understand why Jiang Yucheng was willing to guard her for so many years, why he put her first in everything, and would rather hide his feelings in his heart than force her to half a point.

The daylight is getting shorter, the crescent moon is changing, and the stars are gathering all over the sky to light up the night sky.

She didn't come back, and the door never opened.

For three days, she didn't come back, as if she had disappeared out of thin air.

He called her cell phone, but no one answered.

He listened to the music that kept playing in the microphone until there was no sound. He tries to dial again, repeating the same keystrokes, music, and silence until the other end comes the sound that the user you are dialing has turned off and gives up.

He fed her cat with cat food, took out the food she had prepared for him from the fridge, and ate it cold, without taste.

He always sat in the yard, holding her cat, as if he was waiting for her to come back. Day or night.

On the afternoon of the fourth day, under the strong sunlight, the courtyard door was gently pushed open from the outside, and a smiling smile appeared in front of him. At the same time, Jiang Yucheng, whom he occasionally remembered, appeared, and the two of them stood across the door one mile and one away.

Jiang Yucheng was slightly stunned, greeted him with a smile, saw his haggard description and the unhappiness that instantly faded in his eyes, smiled and said to him that he would pick them up in the evening to attend his birthday banquet, smiled and mentioned that his wife also welcomed him, and turned to leave with a smile.

His eyes were cold and cold, and his heart sank and sank.

Three days! These three days and nights, they have been together?

He just knew that they had been together!

There was no smile on Zhan Xiao's face, after the courtyard door was closed. She walked far past him and straight back to the room, where he could hear the locked. It was so small that it didn't seem to move, but he just heard it.

She took a change of clothes to take a shower, and the sound of the lock on weekdays was soft, but at this time, it was unusually clear and harsh.

She spent the whole afternoon in the kitchen, with the door closed. Yinzhen stood outside and saw her making cakes through the glass window, looking very serious. In the previous days, she would also do some snacks, humming happily, and occasionally picking up some prepared ingredients to tease the cat, but today she didn't, quiet and focused.

After sunset, Zhan smiled in the courtyard wearing the little black dress skirt, wearing a pair of high-heeled sandals of the same color lace-up, showing his slender figure and exquisiteness. Her long, often ponytailed hair was tied in a simple bun at the back of her head, and a black velvet headband was tied around it, with a sparkle that reflected the bangs neatly on the side of her forehead and behind her left ear.

A silver necklace wrapped around her slender neck, dangling a long chain at the back of her neck, teardrop-shaped white crystals falling under her delicate shoulder blades, gently swaying and rubbing against her smooth skin.

People who never wear makeup, whether they go to school or go to work, put some lip gloss on their lips, delicate powder. The curly eyelashes are even thicker, like two small fans flickering on the big black and white eyes.

She stood up straight, with her little chin on her cheek and a smile, carrying a box with a red ribbon tied around her birthday cake. Lost the naïve and cute like a student girl on weekdays, at this time, she is like a beautiful Barbie doll, with some exquisite elegance beyond her age.

Yin Zhen stood in the middle of the courtyard, looking at her with dark eyes half-squinted. A meter away, he could smell the smell wafting from her, unlike anything he had ever felt before. It is very refreshing, with a floral aroma and a faint sweetness.

She seemed to be in a good mood, put the cake on the small table in the courtyard, and looked at him with a smile, "Aren't you going to go together? Don't you change your clothes? It's not a good habit to be late." ”

Yin Zhen nodded, not knowing why she suddenly smiled at him after being silent and dodging all afternoon, her heart that had been hanging for nearly four days was still slightly lowered, and she turned around and left to prepare to wash.

"What about your wife? Didn't they ask Brother Lu to bring their wife to attend? ”

Her smiling words made him pause, clenched his fists and turned to face her, and said coldly, "No." ”

"No?" Zhan smiled and looked at him out of the corner of his eye, tilted his head to look at the ring on his left hand and shook his head and chuckled, "Did you not ask Madame to go with you, or did you not have Madame?" And what are you wearing?"

Yin Zhen followed her gaze to her hand, and the ruby ring shone faintly in the dim courtyard. He casually took it off and handed it to her, his eyes hidden the uneasiness that had accumulated over the past few days and the anger when he saw her come back with Jiang Yucheng, and looked at her deeply, "Yours." ”

Zhan Xiaoyi looked at him in surprise, not understanding what he meant, passively took the ring he forced into his hand, and looked carefully at the dim light in the courtyard. After a long time, he handed it back with a sneer and muttered, "It's a good thing, but it doesn't seem to be a wedding ring." So why do you keep wearing your left ring finger on? ”

Not a wedding ring!

The shock in Yinzhen's heart was no less than hers, and she took it and repeated in a low voice, "Not a wedding ring?"

"Of course not, there are names in the wedding rings, yours, your wife's, a pair of rings with each other's names engraved on them. This one of yours...... No. ”

Yin Zhen looked at the ring in his hand, as if he suddenly understood something. This ring was made by someone he had found someone to make according to the pair he had lost, and he naturally knew that there was no name on it, not a word. It's just that when I went to ask Yinxiang, he didn't say anything about having a name, he just told him about his style. Perhaps, he didn't know either?

"Hurry up and put it on, whatever it is, don't lose it. Zhan smiled and sat on the recliner and pushed away the cat rubbing around on his legs, not letting it jump up, and urged repeatedly, "Go take a shower and change clothes, otherwise it's really too late." ”

Yin Zhen looked at her relaxed expression, and didn't see the fear and indifference when she left three days ago, she slowly walked over and bent closer, and asked softly, "You...... Not angry?"

Zhan smiled and looked up at his cautious temptation, something flashed quickly in his eyes, he shook his head, and smiled between his eyebrows, "Today is a good day." ”

His leaning forward body froze suddenly, and his mind kept repeating the words she had just said briskly, and his thin lips were pursed, and he cursed in a low voice.

She didn't understand what he was saying, and looked at him with wide eyes in surprise, and she knew that he was angry, so she got up from her chair in fright and quickly hid back in her room.

When Jiang Yucheng knocked on the courtyard door, the two of them walked out of the room separately, looking at someone who had changed into new clothes and stood straight and natural with a smile, even if he didn't want to admit it, he nodded honestly and quickly turned away.

Some European retro-style white shirts have a perfect combination of loose and slim cuts, even if they are classic, few men can wear that kind of taste. And he is dressed in style, which highlights his cold and indifferent aristocratic temperament. With a pair of slim black trousers, his figure is reflected just right from head to toe.

When she chose this dress for him, he was still very concerned about the slight openness on his chest, but at this time, he seemed to be unconcerned, allowing the smooth chest to loom under the white neckline.

Zhan smiled and quietly pursed his lips, carrying the cake box and walking towards the courtyard gate.

Yin Zhen followed behind her, pulled her hand over her shoulder and pulled on the door, and whispered, "It's cold at night, put on clothes." ”

Cool?

July, a maddening July, is still hot and stuffy even when night falls!

Zhan Xiao secretly rolled his eyes, opened the courtyard door on the other side and flashed out sideways, and saw Jiang Yucheng bending down gentlemanly, one hand held flat in front of her.

Zhan smiled and nodded to him, smiled shallowly, put his hand lightly on his hand, and the two walked side by side. Yin Zhen stood on the steps and squinted at their backs, his hands that had never been separated as he walked away, clutched the knocker and pulled the courtyard door close, and the key was almost broken in the lock hole.

A brand-new red coupe parked proudly at the entrance of a dimly lit alleyway, its headlights shining brightly lit up the alley. Zhan smiled and whistled and knocked on the roof of the car, "Benz...... Uncle and aunt are too generous, only nineteen years old, should I give such an expensive gift. ”

Jiang Yucheng shook his head and smiled and pulled the car door, still with the same indifferent and warm smile as before, "Don't you like it?"

"CLK? Oh, it's fine. Actually, I prefer SLK, or Skyline. Zhan's smiling hand swept across the red roof, his pink lips pursed slightly, and he handed over the cake box, covering his small bandeau and skirt, and bent over to sit in the passenger seat.

"Fun to harness and speed. Jiang Yucheng nodded in response, expressing understanding, paused, bent down and looked at her with his forehead on the arm on the roof of the car, "Believe me, safety is more important." Now you can't even get a driving license, and Brother Zhan won't let you risk your life to play drag racing, this kind of crazy thing is not for you. ”

Zhan smiled, pursed his lips and turned his face away and whispered resentment, "Yes, you men can." My brother is even worse, he doesn't let me drive or ride a horse, but he goes all the way to play with airplanes by himself, this is a man!"

Jiang Yucheng patted the top of her head with a smile, closed the door and went to the other side, opened the door and waited for Yinzhen to sit silently in the back seat with a cold face, then put the cake carefully and followed into the driver's seat.

The atmosphere in the car was cold and oppressive, without the slightest prelude to joy, even if the air conditioning was not turned on, it was cool enough.

Zhan Xiao's eyes lost his luster and turned his head to look out of the car window, Jiang Yucheng looked at the man sitting behind him from the rearview mirror, and unsurprisingly found that he was looking at her, staring intently.

Jiang Yucheng was too familiar with that kind of gaze, just like he was familiar with himself, just like himself.

He didn't know why she was in a bad mood and went to the beach with her classmates to relax. But he knew that it must have something to do with him, but he couldn't ask or mention it.

Her pretense was relaxed, and he saw it in his eyes, and only hoped that she could be really happy. As before, as before the man appeared.

The familiar melody sounded in the carriage, it was the song she once liked, and at this time, it was also his heart. Even if she didn't understand, even if she pretended not to understand, he wanted her to hear.

Lookatthestars,lookhowtheyshineforyou

Andeverythingyoudo

Yeah,theywereallyellow

Icamealong,Iwroteasongforyou

Andallthethingsyoudo

Anditwascalledyellow

SothenItookmyturn

Ohwhatathingtohavedone

Anditwasallyellow

Yourskin,ohyeahyourskinandbones

Turnintosomethingbeautiful

D-youknow

YouknowIloveyouso

YouknowIloveyouso

……