An Yang took a deep breath and turned the marker pen between his fingers, "Of course, it's for my dear brother to give a unique physiology lesson." ”

"Hehe," Cheng Yu's eyes hooked up a brisk smile when he heard her words.

He tilted his head slightly, his eyes were like stars falling, and he watched Anyang draw pictures and pull lines on the spread out notebook shiningly.

The physiological knowledge that she skillfully memorized, from the mouth of her kiss. Cheng Yu looked at the lips that were closed, and regrettably felt that the kiss just now was indeed lighter, and the color was not as red as he imagined.

The more Anyang spoke, the more shy he felt, but Cheng Yu seemed to be nothing, as if he was really listening to the lecture seriously.

"Huh?" Just when An Yang thought that she was going to finish memorizing the information with a blank face, Cheng Yu suddenly whispered, "Aren't you thirsty?" ”

Handing the mug on the table to An Yang, she noticed that it contained her favorite strawberry milk.

"Yes, it's a little ......" With a flushed face, An Yang took the cup and drank half of it with Cheng Yu on his back.

"Cheng An spoke very well, which benefited me a lot," Cheng Yu resumed his previous standing posture, and his lazy appearance was completely like watching a one-man show.

An Yang didn't expect that he didn't have a half-twisted performance, and when he continued to talk hard, Cheng Yu suddenly laughed softly.

The slender fingers easily took the things in her hand, Cheng Yu squinted slightly, like a lazy big cat, "I have taken a good look at what you gave me last time." ”

"So you understand what I mean?"

Hearing An Yang breathe a long sigh of relief, Cheng Yu couldn't help but smile and said, "Cheng An, I want to take care of you for the rest of my life, and I will never give up." ”

"But now you can do the same," An Yang didn't understand why he was so persistent on changing the relationship, and frowned and snorted: "Brother, it's because you take care of me that you have such thoughts." ”

When Cheng Yu heard this, the brilliance in his eyes was instantly shrouded in oppressive darkness. Years of tacit understanding made him clearly understand what Anyang would say next.

But he didn't want to hear it, because the people in front of him wouldn't understand it at all! I won't understand either!

He had been crawling alone in the dark for so long, and no one had ever been able to redeem him!

Anyang is different, but because it is different, he is more afraid of the future he sees in his dreams.

From the first day of taking care of Anyang, the prophetic dream gave him the right to choose, and he painted the future over and over again......

But the dream last night made him not in a good mood for a whole day, and the emotions that he could barely suppress were boiling again because of Anyang's refusal at this moment.

"It's different, Cheng An is different......" The hoarse voice of pain spread from the depths of his voice little by little, and the darkness in Cheng Yu's eyes condensed, faintly carrying a sadness that he couldn't break free, "You don't understand...... Cheng An, why don't you understand it until now. ”

An Yang subconsciously escaped, and became helpless because of his pain at this time. She swallowed blankly and let Cheng Yu put her chin against her shoulder.

But she has always regarded him as a relative, and Cheng Yu is the only person she believes in in this world.

"Brother, I'm sorry ......"

The response that he had been waiting for for a long time made Cheng Yu's heart fall to the bottom. He lowered his gaze and smiled self-deprecatingly as he swept over the glass of milk.

His Cheng An was so clean, he didn't know how much he wanted to get her in a despicable way just before......

He was accustomed to using strong means to solve all the difficulties that stood in his way, but just now, he stopped that dark thought.