Xiao Qi took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, a smile appeared on his peaceful face, and walked directly out of the room.

Yu Qianfan's slender fingers pressed the answer button, and his faint gaze swept the back of Xiao Qi leaving, what calls need to be answered behind their backs.

“Hello， I'm back!” A pleasant voice came from the earpiece.

"It's rare, I'm willing to come back!" Yu Qianfan lowered his eyebrows, and there was a hint of pleasure in his warm voice.

"Haha... That is, they all graduated early, why do you stay abroad, help me call Xiao Qi and find a time for me to get together. How long have we not seen each other, and my thoughts about you can be described as ......" The male voice in the earpiece began to speak.

"Why don't you call him yourself." Yu Qianfan's thin lips pursed slightly, interrupting him.

There was a soft smack on the phone, "What, you're still making trouble?" ”

"It doesn't count." Yu Qianfan's voice was slow, and his long and thick eyelashes covered the cold dark light under his deep eyes, "Zhong Yu, did you call Yu Zijie?" ”

Zhong Yu, Yu Qianfan and Xiao Qi are friends from childhood to adulthood, Yu Zijie met Zhong Yu in high school, the two are not friends and do not know each other, and their personalities are obedient and arrogant.

When they were in high school, the four of them often went in and out of school together, and Zhong Yu seemed to be the most prodigal, but he was the concoctor among the four.

The third year of high school was a fork in the road between the four of them, Zhong Yu went abroad, Yu Zijie was less sociable because of Yu Qianfan and Xiao Qi's gentle temperament, and Yu Qianfan and Xiao Qi, who usually seem to be the best, also had a big fight at school, the specific reason is unknown, but Zhong Yu guessed that it was related to a girl.

"It's okay if you call me for you, you're all in the same school anyway." The tone is lazy.

"Not available." No hesitation in refusing.

"I knew it." Zhong Yujun's face was hidden in the dark, he couldn't see his emotions clearly, and his eyes reflected the brightly lit world outside the window.

With a 'bang', Yu Qianfan's afterglow skimmed Lin Hao's impact and knocked down the thing that fell to the ground, and his eyes instantly darkened, but he was calm and cold.

"What's wrong?" Zhong Yu automatically ignored the slight sound on the phone and quipped; "Listen to this voice, you won't give me this face!"

"I know, you can arrange it!" Yu Qianfan's eyes moved, and his tone was very calm.

"Is Shaw there?" Yu Zijie's slender figure was leaning at the door, and his tone was casual and lazy.

Seeing Yu Qianfan in the dormitory, there was also a hint of surprise, he came to find Xiao Qi to ask for materials for craft electives, he was absent from class too much, and he needed to retake credits.

"Yu Zijie is now at the door of my dormitory." Yu Qianfan's deep eyes sank, frowned slightly, his voice was cold and low, not as warm as usual, and then, his slender fingers pressed the hang-up button.

Although Yu Qianfan was sitting, his momentum was not inferior to Yu Zijie who was standing, his eyes were like a sharp sword blade at this time, and he rushed straight at Yu Zijie with a momentum like a bamboo.

Yu Zijie was a little unclear, so his eyes were repulsed, his sharp eyes sank slightly, and he hadn't thought about the meaning of Yu Qianfan's words, and he received a call from Zhong Yu in the next second.

On the phone was Zhong Yu's scolding voice, followed by Yu Zijie's more impatient roar as he walked.

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hung up the phone, Zhong Yu's eyes still did not leave the night, thinking of the youth of the four of them, and he was in a happy mood.

Senior year of high school, there are too many regrets, eventful.

There was a wry smile on the corner of Zhong Yu's mouth, time passed too fast, and he was as romantic as him, and he would miss a woman, so that he couldn't sleep for a long time.

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End of the hallway.

"Linglong." Xiao Qi answered the phone, and there was tenderness in his voice.

"Well, Shaw, I'm coming back next month!" Su Linglong's tactful and crisp voice came.

Su Linglong stood in the high-end apartment, wearing silk pajamas wrapping Linglong's figure, and her beautiful and elegant little face was rippling with a smile.

"Really? Set a time to tell me and I'll pick you up. Xiao Qi's eyes welled up with an inexplicable emotion.

"Okay!" The voice was tactful and replied without hesitation.

In the night, a woman's slender fingers held a goblet, and her quiet eyes were filled with bottomless flames.

Yu Qianfan, I'm coming back.