"Xiaotian, can't this room die before......" Xia Xueyi's 'person' was still stuck in her throat, and Luan Xiaotian closed the mouth with one hand.

"How is it possible, you don't want to scare yourself."

Even if Luan Xiaotian couldn't suppress his voice softer, he could still hear how strong the vibrato was in the middle of the term.

The air was filled with the sound of the heart beating faster, hurrying, hesitating, and helpless.

"The classmates inside, what are you doing so late without rest and making a lot of noise?"

The two men looked at each other.

Auntie in the dormitory?

Luan Xiaotian was a little flustered, and hurriedly explained through a door, "Auntie, I accidentally spilled water, thank you for caring about me so late." ”

After muttering twice outside the door and no movement, Xia Xueyi dared to take a big breath.

That's a dormitory aunt, and everyone is afraid of the general existence.

"Is she gone?" Xia Xueyi wanted to confirm again.

Luan Xiaotian pretended to look at the cat's eye and said, "Let's go." ”

***

At eleven o'clock, two people were lying on a large bed of two meters by two meters.

The people around him were already breathing evenly, and Luan Xiaotian kept looking at the moonlight reflected in the window above his head in a daze.

She didn't write a letter to Xia Xueyi, and there were only a few people who knew about her existence.

The villain can't be so stupid, the people around him ......

Even fewer people have seen her handwriting.

Nan Yukong, Cui Heng, Fang Steward, Xia Xueyi, Qin Songze...... These people have read her words.

After layers of screening, Cui Heng is most likely to become Luan Xiaotian's target.

That day, Cui Heng was in a hurry to sign a document and hurried to Nan Zhai, but Nan Yu just left on his front foot, and he arrived on his back foot, missing it flawlessly.

After making a phone call to confirm, Cui Heng picked up the pen and waved it, and the three words Nan Yukong jumped on the paper.

She's seen it all.

Imitating someone else's handwriting so quickly.

What made her even more convinced that this person was Cui Heng, but there was actually one more thing.

She was copying a word, Cui Heng interjected, and in addition to saying that her words were ugly, she also threatened to imitate it.

At the time, these episodes did not attract her due attention, but now that I think about it, there is actually another story.

***

The next day, the freshmen finished school, and the sophomore year was ready to start classes.

"Eh, the first class was Professor Fang's class, and I actually refused it in my heart."

"Me too, I didn't expect that I still couldn't escape the fate of that little old man."

"Who said no, in these days, learning oil painting is the essence of condensation."

"I heard that last semester's auditors seem to have taken root in our class."

"Rooting and sprouting? Why don't you pick up the seedlings to help them grow? ”

"Hahahahaha, I'm not kidding, No, here I am."

Several pairs of eyes looked at the door of the classroom.

Xia Xueyi is next to a girl with thick dark circles, and at a glance, she gives people a tall, sweet, and joyful feeling.

"Xueyi, I want to sleep." Luan Xiaotian almost didn't stand firm and tripped over the steps in the classroom.

"Who knows what good things you did last night, look at the way you look now, I hate you."

The two of them were the first to come, and there were only a few people in the classroom who gathered in a nest and chatted first.

The position by the window has a wide view, and the view is good in class.

"Xiaotian, I don't know what bad old man the school has arranged for our department in this semester's oil painting class." Xia Xueyi propped her head and looked out the window, and couldn't help complaining.