Huo Hannian!!

Wen Ruan grabbed the man's hand tightly, her nails were so strong that they seemed to sink deep into his skin, she cried bitterly, her throat was as if it was burned, astringent and dumb—

"Huo Hannian, don't die for me, it's not worth it!"

The hand she was holding tightly suddenly withdrew forcefully, and a cold voice came from her ear, "Sick." ”

Wen Ruan opened his eyes suddenly, his long thick and curly eyelashes trembled, and tears slipped uncontrollably from the corners of his eyes.

A hint of confusion flashed in her fawn-like pupils, and she turned her head slowly. The young man sitting next to her had already gotten up and walked out of the classroom, leaving only a tall, thin, cold and arrogant figure.

It wasn't until the young man's figure disappeared that Wen Ruan slowly retracted his gaze.

As if thinking of something, the deer's eyes filled with mist widened slightly, full of shock and absurdity!

"Sister Ruan, what did you dream about just now, why are you still holding your rival's hand and saying that he is not worth dying for you?" The boy in the front row with fluffy hair and a loose T-shirt looked back at Wen Ruan, and saw that her eyes were red and her lips trembled, and he was startled by her appearance, "Sister Ruan, are you okay, you won't be possessed by ghosts, right?" ”

Wen Ruan blinked his eyes and said hesitantly, "Dachuan? ”

"Sister Ruan, you're really not right, don't scare me!"

The golden sunlight shone into the classroom through the glass window, and the boy with a pimple on his face was looking at himself—

Everything in front of her, familiar and unfamiliar, is her memory many years ago.

Wen Ruan pinched herself hard under the table, and when she saw the pain coming, she blinked, cried and laughed, "It's not a dream!" ”

She was back in 2016, September 20.

This year, she was eighteen years old and in her third year of high school.

Wen Ruan stood up from the chair, looked down at his fair and slender legs, and touched his intact face again, confirming that it was not a dream, and the blood in his body returned.

Her heart beat violently all at once.

"Sister Ruan, you must have gone out to smoke at the same table, Wen Yin has already called the teaching director! You'll be able to kick him out of Class 10 this time! ”

Wen Ruan was shocked when he heard Shen Chuan's words.

This scene is so familiar......

Huo Hannian was transferred to Isa Noble Academy as a transfer student this semester, and as soon as he came, he caused a sensation in the whole school.

With a face that amazed everyone and a gloomy and cold temperament, the school grass directly changed from Huo Jingxiu to Huo Hannian.

And Wen Ruan, since high school, has been Huo Jingxiu's brain-dead admirer!

Whoever dares to snatch Huo Jingxiu's honor, she will find someone desperately!

At this time, the Wen family was still a well-known big family in Yuncheng, and she was a little Jiaojiao who was held in the palm of her hand by Mrs. Wen, so that she was arrogant and domineering, and she was a famous little witch in Isha Academy.

Since Huo Hannian entered the tenth class, she has threatened to drive him out, and let him know the fate of stealing Huo Jingxiu's honor!

Before the Dean caught him smoking today, she had already done a lot of hateful and stupid things to him!

"Sister Ruan, don't worry, the director hates smoking students the most, if he catches Huo Hannian-"

"Shut up!" Wen Ruan kicked the chair open, stepped away from her thin white straight legs, and ran towards the outside of the classroom.

Although he didn't know what the promise Huo Hannian said when he was dying in his previous life, he avenged her, collected the body, and went to Huangquan together, just for these three points, she already owed him a lot!

There is also a report on the news that he is suffering from severe depression, and she must help him, find the source of his illness, and rescue him from the abyss!

…………