Wen Cheng followed Yoo Jin out of the school gate and was about to cross the sidewalk when he inadvertently glanced at the street corner. At this moment, a stunning image hits the retina.

It was the silhouette of a woman standing, in a dark green skirt.

His gaze seemed to be firmly locked on Wen Cheng's face, and he could feel the chill even across the road diagonally.

However, the long-haired woman was indeed staring at Yoo Jin.

"She's Lin Qi." Liu Zhen whispered in front and quickened his pace again.

As the woman's expressionless gaze grew, the wind around the corner fell silent.

At noon when the storm was approaching, the black clouds were overwhelming, and the chill was doubled, piercing the skin like needles.

And the woman was unmoved and let her long skirt and long hair fly.

"Do you want to do it to you?" Wen Cheng asked.

Liu Zhen didn't answer, but just exchanged glances with Lin Qi from a distance, and quickly dodged away.

Sure enough, you still can't let go of Lin Yuan?

The gears of fate began to grind.

"No, I can't." Liu Zhen replied indifferently.

Three years ago, no matter what, we went to the park and playground together, and sometimes I would take Su Meng to her house for a meal, tease her three cats, and listen to her play the piano.

Let's hope so, then, Sister Qi.

At that moment, Liu Zhen lowered the corners of his eyebrows.

For Lin Qi, such sweet memories can easily be transformed into outright hatred.

On the sidewalk, a large truck did not honk or turn without any horn or steering, and rushed towards the two men at a speed that could not be stopped at all.

An overwhelming rush of death.

"Ryu Jin, run!"

At the moment when the truck was about to reach the top, Wen admitted why it was gone, or did he come back with regret.

But there is still a simple desire to survive.

He pushed Ryu Zhen hard, then took aim and lay down, aiming at the gap in the belly of the truck.

"Hoo ——————"

Holding his head to resist the terror that was about to freeze the top of his head.

After a clear day, Wen Cheng covered his heartbeat to support his body, and found that Liu Zhen pounced and stretched out his hand.

"Run!"

Wen Cheng took Liu Zhen's hand and immediately ran along.

"Sure enough, it's going to do it!" Wen Cheng shouted, but he was worried about Su Meng.

However, Lin Qi's goal is easy to deduce - only Yoo Jin.

"Don't get me wrong, let's not guess about these things!" Yoo Jin still firmly believes in the sister who always had a smile on her face when she was a child.

What's more, she doesn't know how to attack spells, and she also knows that Liu Zhen has infinite mana.

Moon Seung looked across the street in disbelief, only to find that the woman was nowhere to be seen.

The two of them entered the mall like deserters to catch their breath.

Even so, the original rhythm has been messed up, and the time is half past one, and it is still necessary to spend such a laughing and crying afternoon.

Wen Cheng wanted to carefully find a dress shop, and changing a decent dress for Liu Zhen could not only give the police face, but also show his strength, and warn all parties not to act rashly in such a chaotic situation.

However, Yoo Jin still went to the cheap chain brands that he frequented.

She walked over to the sweater section and picked at the various red sweaters with a look of excitement.

"Are you a sweater?" Wen Cheng held a bunch of sweaters in his hand and glanced at Liu Zhen.

"No, it's convenient without buttons, I want this too," Liu Zhenyan smiled, and then took off her sweater and threw it on Wen Cheng's arm, leaving only a pink short-sleeved T-shirt.

"Princess, pay attention to your image......

Liu Zhen held up a longitudinal cardigan and gestured it to the mirror, nodded and threw it to Wen Cheng.

It's okay not to go to the locker room, but ......

"Buy so much?" Wen Cheng hesitated.

"Okay," Ryujin tilted his head and smiled, "then I don't want it."

Feed!

Seeing Liu Zhen's brisk back, Wen Cheng sighed, and had no choice but to hang the dozen sweaters in his hand back one by one.

After leaving the side hall, he found Liu Zhen waving from afar in the other corner of the mall.

"Now, how about this brown trench coat?"

It seemed that Liu Zhen, who had just returned from a trip, turned around in a circle with satisfaction.

"It goes well with the boots." It would look better if you brought a cowboy hat, Wen Cheng nodded.

"Isn't it handsome?" Yoo Jin blinked, "Actually, I like to wear men's clothes."

Do you look good in whatever you wear, etc.? Men?!

Wen Cheng took a few steps back to look at the signboard, and then carefully identified the plastic model in the store, it turned out to be a men's clothing store!

"Let's go, this is not for you. Hey, what kind of pictures are you taking?"

With a snap, Liu Zhen held the blushing Wen Cheng and smiled brightly.

"Isn't it okay to foil Miss Ben with you?"

Okay, it's up to you, but ......

"You're weird wearing this, aren't you?"

"Why?"

"It makes people wonder about your orientation......

"I just like our family, how?"

Wen Cheng was not moved by such a joke, so he had to shrug his shoulders.

Ryu Zhen changed back into her sweater and became interested in the leather goods store next door, so she picked up a black leather glove and put it on.

"Hey, is it fun?" Ryu-jin scratches the air like a kitten.

It's cute, but the gloves are completely wrong, and besides, wearing a sweater and gloves, what kind of trouble is this......

Before Wen Cheng could answer, Liu Zhen said again, "I really want to drive a motorcycle."

In fact, the black Davidson 1200, which Wen Cheng had seen at Liu Zhen's house, occupied a corner of the living room very abruptly.

"Your dad?"

"NoNoNo," Ryu Zhen shook her finger thoughtfully, "Sister Xiu's."

Wow, Empress Guangwu used to drive a motorcycle, so she should be very handsome.

"So...... The trench coat and gloves are what Sister Xiu used to wear?"

"Yo, you're also calling Sister Xiu, I'm really not ashamed." Yoo Jin stuck out his tongue.

What is that called, Your Majesty? Wen Cheng shrugged helplessly.

The familiar breath suddenly entered the tip of the nose, and the place where the two of them were pulled out of reality by that gaze, to be precise, it was the faint breath in the darkness, like stars twinkling in the night sky.

"Ryu Jin." Wen Cheng sighed and whispered.

"Got it," Liu Zhen went to the cash register with a relaxed face, turned around and patted Wen Cheng's shoulder, and stretched out a belt, "Don't worry, the breath has no killing intent, come, how about this?"

Even so, there are still some scruples.

"I'll get her."

"Don't, take a look." Liu Zhen shook the black belt in front of Wen Cheng's eyes.

"What are you doing?" Wen Cheng took a few steps back.

"Why are you so nervous?" Liu Zhen blinked, and shook his belt with a wicked smile, "Look at your little eyes, you look very expectant."

"Don't, don't talk nonsense......

"Okay, I bought it for you."

"Forehead ......"

"What's the reaction?"

"Uh...... Thank you."

"Thank you, that's it? Two thousand dollars!"

"Two thousand?!"

"I lied to you," Ryu Zhen smiled, stuffing the belt into the box and handing it to Wen Cheng, "I bought gloves and sent them."

What kind of promotional pairing is this......

But it's really tiring to follow Her Royal Highness the princess like this, and keep bearing it.

Wen Cheng looked at his phone, it was only half past two, and it was still far from the evening that Su Meng had agreed......

It seems that some of them have suffered.

Hey, what about people?

Wen Seung looked around and saw that the girl was already looking in the mirror at the optical store.

"Glasses, what are you doing with glasses?" Wen Cheng chased after him in amazement, "Then again, I'm going to change Su Meng's glasses."

"Don't change it, no one can change her glasses." Liu Zhen changed into a pair of glasses and looked at himself in the mirror, and then glanced at Wen Cheng thoughtfully.

Worst! Said it leaked!

This matter has actually been hidden from him for a long time, although it should have been said a long time ago, but Su Meng's high-dimensional vision is indeed not owned by ordinary people, but I am afraid that he will not be able to accept it for a while.

Anyway, it's better not to speak before Su Meng nods.

Ryu Zhen took a deep breath grimly in the mirror, glanced at the stupid figure who was racking his brains on the side, and snorted.

How can this be explained? Just say...... Not......

"Hey, what do you want?" Yoo Jin arched his arm.

"No, it's not ......."

"Don't make unpopular speculations, I also asked about this, and she didn't say anything, just like she always wore a school uniform, and she didn't want to trouble us, no?"

Anyway, let's change the topic, Liu Zhen pouted and blamed himself, but how to explain to Su Meng next......

"Ryu Zhen......"

"Huh?"

"Su Meng's glasses, are they my father's?"