Chapter 11: Your Name

Fan Jiuyan rubbed his sore eyebrows.

He felt the sound of even breathing in his ears...

The dark blue eyes opened a slit slightly, and the petite girl in front of her was napping, and her body sank from time to time, which was very cute.

It turned out that she had been resting on her lap for a while.

Fan Jiuyan was thoughtful, she actually fell asleep like this.

He stood up carefully, pressed his knuckled palms against the bed, and then lifted his head away from his already red knees in slow motion.

Unfortunately, the sound of a pendulum sounded in her ears, which broke the silence with the wind, and the girl immediately opened her misty eyes.

Looking at her fluttering eyelashes, Fan Jiuyan was not unnatural.

He sat up from the bed, his slender arms gently raised and stretched, and through the black shirt, the vaguely visible muscle lines were faintly visible.

"Sleep. Shrewd. ”

His thin lips were lightly opened, and he spoke clean, gentle words.

Qi Jinying nodded, knowing that he was going out.

Standing up, he didn't forget to look back at the girl on the bed, and her reddened knees.

This glance, as the moonlight poured out, seemed to be full of interest and tossing and turning.

The scorching sea, lapping against the reef, until the sound of the carved wooden door gently closing, then reluctantly retreated with the ebb and flow.

When she heard the footsteps leave, she immediately got up from the bed, and then walked to the door on her white patrons.

"Chaoran, let's go now. ”

Fan Jiuyan took off his coat, and the black color of his whole body made his whole person exude a clean and neat atmosphere.

The thin waist and abdomen can be held like a girl's hands, and it highlights the lines and charm that a man should have.

"Yes!" Zhu Chaoran's long hair was tied up, his broken hair flew in his ears, and his red eyes became sharper and sharper.

Just as he was about to give an order to the N Courtyard Blood Clan, the tingling sensation in his chest made his angular face a little stunned.

The stinging sensation day after day tormented him every day, tearing his heart, making his knuckles hideous, tearing his clothes, scratching his skin, the skin on his chest had long since festered and leaked pus...

"Is it that wound?" Fan Jiuyan reacted immediately, and the worry and anxiety in his dark blue eyes could not be hidden.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Fan Jiuyan was already clear in his heart.

"Your mission is canceled. He re-ordered.

"Chief, I..."

Zhu Chaoran frowned and wanted to say something, but was shocked by Fan Jiuyan's cold eyes.

yes, what else can I say, this look is exactly the same as it was back then...

The golden-haired boy beside him looked at Chaoran calmly.

He slowly hugged him with the politeness of his subordinates, and strands of red hair seemed to cover his vision.

His dark eyes looked at the stairs without changing his face, and helped the leader back who didn't know how much his heart hurt.

This action is very habitual, every day, not fixed, Zhu Chaoran will "get sick".

When he is not "sick", he will be crazy and bloodthirsty, will pull the hair of those people, gnaw their heads, and then lick his mouth, laughing insolently and elegantly.

That's his daily routine.

Helian knew that if he was by his side, he would die sooner or later.

After all, his subordinates only have himself, and except for himself, other people or ghosts have no place to die.

But he didn't know, Zhu Chaoran frowned tightly, sweat wet his forehead, what was he thinking in his heart...

Thinking......

"Bamboo cane shoes are lighter than horses..."

The old lecturer, who was very old, coughed because he raised his hoarse voice.

His gray hair was lying on his back, and he was mischievoked and pasted a stick figure of Xiao Wang Ba behind him.

The wind blew the willows outside the window, and the tender green buds and branches smelled of freshly turned earth.

The blonde-haired boy squinted, on the bank of the small river in the distance, in the gurgling water, there were still a few ducklings hidden, playing in the water or...

"Smack-" A piece of chalk slammed over.

"Helian Chao!" he looked up to see the old man's smug expression.

His beard trembled, his eyes widened like brass bells, and he rushed over with bared teeth.

"I've been out and thinking about it!" heard him roar.

The boy seemed to be ready, and he secretly stuffed the sugar-fried chestnuts from the table hole into his bib pocket at lightning speed, and then stood up leisurely.

"Teacher, I'm Helian Zhao, not Chao..."

Before he could finish speaking, he immediately slipped away.

In addition to the laughter, it was the stick figure of Wang Ba that he left behind, and he gave it to him.

"Treat" him for the n+1st mispronunciation of his name...

Thinking like this, Helian pursed his lips and smiled, his blown-out skin glowing ruddy in the sun, and his golden eyes twitched.

Not going to class is really... Refreshing!!

He pulled out the bag of chestnuts from the pocket of his denim bib pants, it was really hot.

He hurriedly switched to the other hand, haha, he had long expected that this class would be kicked out, and he ran out to buy it during the last class, which was more prescient.

His black canvas shoes made a small sound on the blue and white stone road, and a few disobedient pebbles slipped into the shoes and greeted his toes.

The girls who passed by were all tied in a ponytail, as if to tie up all the sorrows.

Occasionally, when I saw this blonde-haired boy, I was attracted to the eye, but I was restrained and dodged.

"Hi, cuties. He stretched out his hand and hurriedly said hello, then took two more chestnuts and handed them over.

Looking at his bewitching peach blossom eyes, he really couldn't accept this pair of eyelid boys, and there seemed to be a "heart-absorbing Dafa" in his golden eyes, and the girls pushed him away again and again.

"Central air conditioning" Helian Chao, a mouthful of "beautiful eyebrows", a mouthful of "I love you so much", it is really exciting... I can't accept it.

Silently retracting the two chestnuts, Helian Chao bowed his head and thought, it turns out that he is so unpopular?

Obviously, when school first started, everyone loved it.

It's time for the flowers to bloom...

Slowly break open the brown shell, take a bite of yellow chestnuts, it's spring, don't leave the uncle who fried chestnuts with sugar at the door.

Just as he was thinking, he was strolling in that direction with a bag of chestnuts.

The uncle is still the same uncle, holding an iron spoon and turning the brown chestnuts

The fragrant smell was packed into a small yellow bag, which provoked the parents who picked up the students to look at it.

"How much is it!ahhhh

"I paid, what about the two I want?"

"Don't cut in line!

Helian was pestle on the tree with a crooked neck, and the uneven book cover rubbed against his back, which was really comfortable.

The wind gently lifted the golden hair, like the ears of wheat on the top of the valley, listening to the noisy roadside, the slender fingers gently pinched a yellow chestnut and sent it to the mouth with a rippling smile.

Chewing slowly, sure enough, it's comfortable not to listen to that bad old man's lesson...

Everyone lined up for a long time, and sure enough, if they wanted to buy chestnuts, they still had to be in the middle of the third class, which had just been fried at that time, hot and fragrant, and there were no parents who were scrambling to love their children.

Helian lowered his eyelashes, hooked the corners of his mouth for his wit, and at the same time swallowed hard, and his Adam's apple trembled... Uh, a little choked...

Did you buy mineral water?

Raising his golden eyes, he patrolled the roadside for a week.

There's finger cakes, and... Selling milk tea...

Pancake fruit, soy milk...

On the other side of the road, a tall, thin boy was reflected in his golden eyes.

Helian Chao followed his gaze and looked back at him, tracking and fixing on the chestnuts that the uncle had just fried.

Helian looked down at the chestnut he was holding.

It's a shame to waste chestnuts!

He looked at the calloused hand of the uncle who made ends meet, and smiled lightly.

Immediately ran to the boy on the other side of the road...