Yu Yang took his hand back in embarrassment, "I'm abrupt today, this strawberry milk is delicious, I like it very much." ”

He tensed up the whole time, as if he was standing next to An Yang, which made him very uncomfortable.

"Well, I love it too. See. An Yang nodded politely, turned around and walked in the direction of the school gate.

To her surprise, Yu Yang silently followed, as if he was about to leave the school.

When she walked to the school gate, she saw Makoto who was waiting anxiously.

Seeing An Yang, Cheng finally breathed a sigh of relief, but when his gaze swept to Yu Yang not far away, his complexion became ugly again.

An Yang deliberately didn't talk to him, and the two of them walked in the direction of their home one after the other.

When he was almost halfway there, he finally couldn't help but stop, and turned his head and glared at An Yang in annoyance, "Who is he?" ”

The two of them were unhappy in the morning, Cheng didn't want to ask, but he really couldn't stand his thoughts, seeing that An Yang didn't want to pay attention to him, the anger that surged in Yuehun made his face slightly red, "Cheng An, you are too much, and you have experienced a few skips, so you can't make the right decision for many things." ”

"But I think yes, I want to go to the police academy, I want to protect you when I grow up."

Cheng didn't expect An Yang's eyes to be red, and tears fell, which involved his heart in chaos.

"I'm not a child anymore, don't treat me as a child."

All the grievances accumulated completely broke out.

An Yang looked at the person in front of him with teary eyes, his body trembled slightly because of anger, "My brother doesn't respect my decision at all." ”

The condensed air made Makoto's entire back stiffen, and he didn't know how long it took before he spoke with difficulty, "Volunteering can't be changed." ”

An Yang gritted his teeth and clenched his hand tightly at his side.

The words she wanted to refute choked in her throat, and her lips tightened into a line, obviously not wanting to talk to the truth anymore.

This kind of Anyang is extremely unfamiliar to Chenglai, and Anyang in the dream is obviously very well-behaved, and he will never disobey him.

The way home became silent again, and when An Yang saw him take out the key to open the door, his hand trembled slightly, as if he was enduring something.

"Brother, I hope you'll think about ......"

Her voice was obviously soft, but she turned her head honestly, and the muscles around her cheeks tensed.

He looked at Anyang for a while like a stranger.

Makoto didn't eat anything that night, standing quietly on the balcony alone, cigarette after cigarette light the white mist and drift into the night.

When An Yang was still asleep, a pungent smell of tobacco surrounded her.

She frowned uneasily, and was about to turn sideways when a hand tightly circled her. The warm skin touched, and although she hated the smell, she still leaned in instinctively.

Since being admitted to the high school here, Makoto has looked for this two-bedroom and two-hall house. In addition to the convenience of going to and from school in Anyang, it is also close to the university town.

He originally wanted Anyang to rely on him, but in the end, he fell asleep with Anyang in his arms, which became his habit.

His chin rubbed lightly against An Yang's forehead, and he smelled the refreshing fragrance of bathing flowers in her hair.

"You're very different."

His dreams never go wrong, but Anyang is an exception.

The Adam's apple twitched slightly, and the center of his lips moved downward, secretly pressing on her forehead.