The evening breeze slowly blew through the weeping willows on the roadside, and the alley, which was as quiet as usual, suddenly rushed out of a dark shadow.

Without waiting for An Yang to react, her body full of alcohol firmly bound her to Huai Zheng

As she struggled, something warm slipped down her face and splashed down her neck.

"Cheng An, don't go......" The low whimpering voice was as familiar as the bone marrow.

"Brother, brother?"

Subconsciously pushed Cheng away, Anyang looked up in a daze, and saw Cheng's tear-stained pupils.

"Hate me, don't you hate me anymore, that's why you can't wait to leave." Cheng Honghong's eyes were fixed on An Yang's face, as if he wanted to take in all her expressions at this moment.

"Why do you want to change your volunteer......" Makoto stumbled a step and almost fell to the ground.

"You're drunk," An Yang rubbed his eyebrows with a headache, and wanted to raise his hand to hold Cheng, but the other party twisted his body and tied her tightly to Huai Zheng

"Cheng An, Cheng An......" He whispered her name painfully, his clenched hands as if to embed people in his body, "I obviously promised, I want to be together, I want to be together......"

"Let's go home first, okay," An Yang raised his hand and grabbed his arm, patting him comfortingly.

In this case, she could only patiently coax: "It's not good, go home and tell you." If I don't let go, I'm really gone. ”

Cheng's movements really stiffened at this moment, and An Yang took advantage of the situation to hold his shoulders. But the other party put his arm around her waist and pressed his chin against her neck.

"Cheng An, why has everything changed...... It shouldn't be like this......"

Listening to the vague fragmented thoughts in his mouth, An Yang supported his body and half-dragged the person back.

finally got home, and Anyang had just closed the door, and Cheng bullied him.

Anyang was squeezed into a cramped space, and under the dim light of the entrance, she saw Makoto's cheeks hung with tears dried by the wind.

The original awkward feeling in my heart was replaced by distress.

"Why ......" is like a child who asks a question, stubbornly wanting to hear the answer.

An Yang moved his lips, and finally spoke: "I want to protect you." ”

The drunk Makoto looked at her suspiciously, as if he didn't understand the meaning, "It's enough for me to protect you, you go to school well, and you don't need to take care of the rest." ”

He was bent up with those extremely beautiful eyes.

When Makoto laughs, it makes people feel like they want to indulge in it and never come out again. But Anyang grew up with him, and he has long been accustomed to his beauty.

"I dreamed about the past a few nights," Anyang's face showed melancholy that he shouldn't have at this age, "That's why I changed my will." ”

"Dream ......" Makoto's tongue was knotted, and he spit out a sentence for a while, "But you should ...... Counsel with me......"

"I know my brother won't agree, that's why I've delayed it until now," An Yang saw his tense muscles relax, and pulled the person to the sofa.

"Brother may not remember when he wakes up, but it is enough for you to remember one sentence, Cheng An has grown up and wants to protect you."

Makoto was pressed against the couch, and he looked up to see the girl half-kneeling next to him.

Under the light of the incandescent lamp, there was a shallow smile on her face, like an epiphany blooming in the night, which instantly made his heart beat uncontrollably.

The bitter taste permeated his mouth, and he raised his hand in embarrassment to suppress his sour eyes.

"Obviously, it shouldn't be like this......"

He let out a long sigh and slowly closed his eyes.