Wang Han cried silently in the bed, she didn't want to stay for a moment. But there is still more than a year, and there is still more than a year to graduate, and I have to study hard, and I must stay away from here, away from them.

The person in the quilt trembled slightly, Wang Han had suppressed himself for so long, and he vented it together today. She couldn't imagine what everyone would think of her if they knew about it.

Therefore, Wang Han has been living cautiously, trying to avoid all the opportunities and places where he can contact Gao Haoyi.

I haven't been asleep, I've been paying attention to her since I heard Wang Han's faint snort sound, and I know she's crying.

I don't know if it's because of Wang Ziyi's unintentional mistake or other things, Wang Han has always given me the impression that he is quiet, responsible, and has a good personality.

Got up and looked at the other two, Wang Ziyi on my top bunk had already slept deeply, the thunder couldn't move, and there was a slight snoring from time to time.

"Alas......"

With a heavy sigh, I opened the door to the bathroom and went to the bathroom. The whole dormitory building was quiet, and I walked to the bathroom window, pushed open the window, and breathed in the fresh air.

The irritable heart slowly calmed down under the soothing blue sky and white clouds, and I leaned on the edge of the window with my chin propped up, looking at the scattered students below.

There was a slight sound of footsteps behind me, and I looked back at the door, and met the eyes of Wang Han, whose eyes were red and swollen.

"Hi ......"

Wang Han timidly raised her hand to greet me, and before I could say anything, she quickly turned around and went to the cubicle.

I put down the hand I had just raised a little bit, turned around a little awkwardly and continued to look out the window.

"Zhao Xiaonuo."

There was a sound of water, Wang Han came out and washed his face, and looked at me with clear eyes.

"Huh? What's wrong? ”

Wang Han looked at me and said solemnly word by word: "Don't tell others."

I don't know, "What?"

The drops of water on Wang Han's face fell on the placket of his clothes one by one, and he wore glasses for a long time on weekdays, and there were two marks of glasses on the bridge of his nose.

She squinted her eyes slightly and shook the water on her hand: "I'm crying, don't tell anyone else."

I smiled, "I didn't even know you were crying."

Wang Han also grinned at me, turned around and left the bathroom.

Someone suddenly had an argument outside the window, and the boy yelled angrily: "Why do you accept my things if you don't like me?"

I didn't plan to continue watching this kind of bloody plot, but the sharp and familiar female voice made me very interested.

I stretched my neck and poked my head to look at the two people below, and sure enough, it was Lu Ziran. I don't know the boy opposite, it's a boy with glasses, Sven Wen, I didn't expect to have a strong temper.

Lu Ziran shamelessly scolded: "You want to give it to me, why don't I accept it?"

I could see clearly on the second floor, the boyish hands clenching their fists were shaking, their white and pure faces were flushed, and their brows were tightly locked.

"Then why didn't you just reject me at that time?"

The boy held back for a long time, and his cowardly tone softened.

Lu Ziran hugged his arms: "Then did I promise you at that time?"

The boy was stunned, his clenched fist loosened, his head hung down, and the bangs on his forehead covered his eyes in small pieces, so that he could not see his eyes.

After standing for a long time, Lu Ziran became more and more impatient, and his toes kept tapping the ground. Time passed minute by minute, and the boy kept that position for a long time without moving.

I was bored watching it, and my elbows were holding on to the hard window frame for so long, and I began to feel sore. Just when I thought the boy wouldn't talk anymore, he reached out.

"You give me back the chocolate, I'm going to chase Zhao Xiaonuo."

My face slid from my palms, and my jaw dropped. What is this quiet boy talking about?