Little by little, it's like a web that spreads out, stretching things out.

Bai Nuan recorded it almost, and called Li Chuanning again.

At that time, Li Chuanning was wandering outside, taking Yang Haoyu to eat together, and eating barbecue while walking.

As soon as the mobile phone rang, I touched it out and answered: "Sister Nuan~Why did you call me~"

The person who had just left and didn't recognize his relatives immediately opened his mouth in a flattering tone.

Bai Nuan turned on the hands-free at the other end, and said in a faint voice: "The person who asked you to follow, tell me more about the message." ”

"Huh? What? What personally? Li Chuanning was suddenly asked, and before he could react, he opened his mouth stupidly.

After a second or two, he remembered again, and before Bai Nuan could speak, he answered, "He's a high school student, probably in his third year of high school, and his family situation is not very good, and besides, he looks pretty good." ”

It's pretty?

Bai Nuan twisted his eyebrows slightly, Song Zhengyang looked ...... It doesn't seem to have anything to do with good looks.

But......

Bai Nuan propped her chin, her fingers clicked on the table, then she pulled out another piece of paper, took out a pen and drew on it, and then raised her eyebrows slightly.

Okay, let's go and take a look at Song Zhengyang's glasses tomorrow.

Bai Nuan, who came to a conclusion, suppressed her doubts in her heart and slept peacefully.

Someone next door stayed up until midnight with an impetuous heart, and finally fell asleep in a daze, and the dream was also charming.

The next morning, Bai Nuan looked at An Yang with dark circles under his eyes, didn't speak, and wanted to laugh a little.

His skin is white, and he has a little black blue at this time, which is also very conspicuous.

in the classroom.

"Nuan Nuan, sleepy ......" An Yang said in a soft voice, his head resting on her shoulder, looking like he didn't want to move.

"Sleep, I've got something." Bai Nuan was still thinking about his conclusion last night, he didn't have time or heart to make trouble with An Yang at this time, so he rubbed his hair and let him sleep on his stomach for a while.

Anyang snorted twice, buried his head between his elbows, and fell asleep.

Bai Nuan went out directly, and when he came in again, he drew three or four classmates with glasses out, including Song Zhengyang.

"Make a data record, read the name of the classmate, come and measure your eyesight."

A few students were a little confused, but they still completed the test very cooperatively.

When it was Song Zhengyang's turn, he stopped, looked at Bai Nuan who was recording beside him, and said, "Bai, Bai Nuan...... But, can it be unpredictable? I, my eyesight is 4.8......"

Bai Nuan rejected his words with a serious face: "Deal with it fairly, and I hope to cooperate." ”

Song Zhengyang pursed his lips, looked at her beside him, and reached out to take off his glasses.

Even though he knew that this would expose himself, he could never refuse her request.

The glasses were taken off, revealing the slender eyebrows, because the hair was a little thick, which covered some of it, but still could not hide his delicate face.

Bai Nuan lowered his eyes, and his gaze fell on Song Zhengyang's hand.

There...... There is a birthmark, and the perverted arsonist has the same birthmark on him.

And......

Bai Nuan squinted slightly, staring at Song Zhengyang's eyes, his eyes were very cold, there was no temperature, even when he was looking at her and his voice was timid.

So, this perverted arsonist is Song Zhengyang?

Bai Nuan thought clearly, his brain was a little dazed, and he stared at Song Zhengyang, who was still slowly measuring his eyesight, and his eyes were deeper.