The classroom at the registration area for Class D students.

After a long and torturous wait.

Finally, it was Wen Zhiyu's turn to report for duty.

Wen Zhiyu couldn't wait to report to the reporting teacher.

Just leave the classroom quickly.

She hurried to her brother Wen Zheran's side.

Reached.

Tightly grasping his brother Wen Zheran's hand.

Heart.

Full of grievances.

Turned into two lines of crystal clear teardrops.

Smooth the cheeks.

Slowly flowing.

Wen Zheran looked at her sister Wen Zhiyu distressedly.

"Zhiyu!"

Wen Zhiyu has never been so wronged.

From small to large.

She is very favored, she wants the wind to be windy, and she wants the rain to be rainy.

Everything is as she pleases.

Unexpectedly, in front of Ye Qinqin.

Always suffers.

"Brother, I hate Class D, and I hate Ye Qinqin even more."

Wen Zhiyu obviously saw Ye Qinqin in front of him.

She hugged her brother Wen Zheran's arm.

Resentful.

Ye Qinqin gently picked up her cherry-red lips.

"Wen Zhiyu, I hate you, you hate me too, just right, see each other in the future, the well water does not interfere with the river water. Of course, don't do anything that I don't like to look like, or I'll still say it. ”

Wen Zhiyu heard Ye Qinqin's words.

The more frightened I was in my heart.

I only felt that the future was dark in the day and child of class D.

Ye Qinqin smiled faintly.

Bright eyes.

looked at Jiang Xiaohuan.

"Jiang Xiaohuan, we have already registered, let's go now."

Jiang Xiaohuan nodded and left.

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Wen Zhiyu looked at Ye Qinqin and Jiang Xiaohuan who were leaving.

Stomping of gas.

She said angrily: "Brother, I really don't want to be in the same class as Ye Qinqin. ”

Wen Zheran's face was gloomy.

Hands clenched into fists.

"Zhi Yu, in the future, don't provoke Ye Qinqin."

He warned his sister Wen Zhiyu.

Wen Zhiyu was unwilling.

"Brother, why don't you help me deal with Ye Qinqin."

"Can I handle it!" Wen Zheran was in a trance.

Talk to oneself.

As if answering Wen Zhiyu.

But it's like asking yourself.

Wen Zhiyu looked at Wen Zheran who was dazed.

"Brother, you mean that even you can't deal with Ye Qinqin." Wen Zhiyu lost his voice.

Wen Zheran was silent.

I didn't admit it, but I didn't deny it.

Wen Zhiyu's heart sank.

Want to talk.

But I don't know what to say.

Half ringing.

She said helplessly: "Brother, Ye Qinqin is just an ordinary girl, what is there to fear you." ”

"It's not that I'm afraid, I just feel that my mind is in front of her, and there is nothing to hide." Wen Zheran said in a deep voice.

Wen Zhiyu was stunned.

Hear Wen Zheran's words clearly.

But I couldn't understand Wen Zheran's semantics.

"Brother, I don't understand."

"You don't understand, I understand, let's go." Wen Zheran said lightly.

He left Tiandu University with Wen Zhiyu.

Halfway.

was blocked by a pretty figure.

"Wen Zheran."

"Song Tianyue." Wen Zheran's eyes flashed.

I couldn't help but reach out and cover my forehead.

Headaches.

"I've been waiting for you here for a long time." Song Tianyue looked at Wen Zheran affectionately.

She was on the beach and had a very intimate skin-to-skin relationship with Wen Zheran.

has regarded Wen Zheran as her lifelong dependence.

"Is there something wrong?" Wen Zheran's voice was cold, with few numbers, revealing a sense of impatience.

Song Tianyue's eyes shone brightly.

stared intently at Wen Zheran.

"I'm fine, I just want to wait for you and be with you."

The words of affection are full of true love in my heart.

Wen Zheran frowned.

For Song Tianyue's confession of red, fruit, and fruit.

He didn't feel any emotion.

I only felt a heavy shackle, and after the passion on the beach, it was tightly wrapped in his heart and could not be untied.