] to provide you with wonderful reading. Chapter 111: What Should I Do?

She looked up at the stars that didn't exist in the sky, and closed her eyes reverently: "Mom, I'm happy today, Mom, don't worry, I will be happy in the future, and you will be happy over there." ”

A piece of clothing suddenly fell on her shoulder, and the warm feeling instantly spread throughout her body, she didn't have to look back, she knew that it was Yun Haochen, her voice was hoarse, and she deliberately pressed it very low, with a little complaint: "You didn't fall asleep, so why did you ignore me just now." ”

"My mother doesn't sleep well, if I open the door, I'm afraid you will shout." Yun Haochen replied as a matter of course, stood side by side with her, and looked up at the snow.

The two of them were like fools, standing in the windy attic on a cold day and watching the snow.

Yan Xiaocheng glanced at Yun Haochen and quietly approached him.

One more look, reaching out to take his hand.

Look up again.

Yun Haochen stretched out his long arm and pulled her into his arms, and a low laugh sounded above his head: "Yan Xiaocheng, you don't have to be sneaky, we are in an upright relationship now." ”

"Cut, let's see the relationship between light and death!" Yan Xiaocheng ruined the good atmosphere without interest.

Yun Haochen's chin rested on the top of her head, and a low and deep sexy voice sounded again: "Yan Xiaocheng, I believe that a person is a lifetime." ”

Yan Xiaocheng's heart was sweet, and he nodded, his sweet voice was soft and glutinous with a little nasal voice: "I have identified a person as three lives and three lives, life and life." ”

She felt that she had to be more than Yun Haochen so that she could win him, hehe......

Yun Haochen hummed in a low voice, and a deep and joyful laugh sounded above his head again, is it alive and dead? This is good.

The snowflakes grew bigger and bigger, and over the heavy night sky, there was a muffled sound in the tennis court.

In the huge court, Yang Yixing was playing, practicing against the wall, again and again, tirelessly, endlessly.

It was obviously a cold day with snow, but the thin sweatshirt on his body was soaked with sweat, and the sweat dripped down the hair on his forehead and fell under his feet, which was already wet for a long time, and there was no snowflake accumulation at all.

The sky and the earth were white, and it seemed that he was the only one left.

I don't know how long it took, the voice finally disappeared, he was so tired that he couldn't hold the racket anymore, he fell to the ground in a dejected manner, looked up at the sky where the snowflakes fell, and a line of clear tears fell low, and a low sob.

Is it late?

What if you go for oranges after that race?

Isn't everything going to be different?

It's a pity that in this world, there will never be ifs.

My oranges.

What am I going to do?

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and by the next day, it had accumulated a thick layer.

When Jun Ze rode his family Xiaohong over, Yang Fan was startled: "Aze, where is our family?" ”

"Ah Xing?" Jun Ze frowned strangely: "I just came to find Ah Xing, where did Ah Xing go?" You won't be away from home so early, right, looking for Yan Xiaocheng? ”

Yang Fan's face turned pale instantly: "Ah Xing said that he went to your house to find you, and it was over last night." ”

"I'll go out and have a look." Jun Ze's eyes darkened, he turned around and ran out, clenching his fists tightly, yesterday Ah Xing called him and said that he was going to find Yan Xiaocheng to confess, could it be that the confession failed? Yan Xiaocheng refused, he couldn't think of it?

When Jun Ze found Yang Yixing, he was sitting on a bench on the tennis court, his body had been covered with a thick layer of snow, and he was unconscious.

sent Yang Yixing home, his whole body was angry, and he went directly to find Yan Xiaocheng.

Yan Xiaocheng also got up early today, ready to find Yang Yixing to build a snowman, the first snow of the year, she and Ah Xing will build a snowman, this is a fine tradition that the two of them have continued for more than ten years.

Junze just knocked on the door, and the door opened by itself, just in time to reveal Yan Xiaocheng's excited little face.

His face was cold, he grabbed Yan Xiaocheng's collar, and shouted coldly: "Yan Xiaocheng, what did you do to Ah Xing?" ”

Yan Xiaocheng was about to go to find Yang Yixing, but it was Jun Ze's handsome face that wanted to kill, and as soon as she was grabbed by her clothes, her face was ugly, and she yelled loudly: "Jun Ze Erlang, you are insane!" ”

"What did you do to Ah Xing? What did you say to him yesterday? Jun Ze was furious, looking at her innocently, if it was a different person, he would beat her up.

She pretended to be innocent and pretended not to know, did she? Ah Xing was unconscious, and she was quite happy.

"What did you say, you let me go." Yan Xiaocheng didn't know what he was crazy about, so he raised his leg and kicked his knee: "I didn't see Ah Xing yesterday, he put down his birthday gift and left." ”

"You didn't see Ah Xing?" Jun Ze's eyes became more and more treacherous, so what was going on with Ah Xing? Crazy masochism on the tennis court!

"I didn't see it." Yan Xiaocheng yelled at him and glared at him fiercely: "What's wrong with the nerd? ”

"I'm sick." Jun Ze let go of his hand, the smile on the corner of his mouth was inexplicably sarcastic, and he turned around and left.

Far away, a large bouquet of roses looks even more enchanting in the snow, and the petals are already covered with snow, but you can still see those beautiful petals.

His eyes were cold, he sneered, and walked away directly over the rose.

He was sure that Ah Xing had come.

He said yesterday that he asked Xiao Qi to bring back a bouquet of roses from the rose manor in the capital, and he personally selected and pruned them.

Yan Xiaocheng didn't know what was going on, but the fact that Yang Yixing was sick was enough to make her panic, and she ran away with Jun Ze, who was sick.

I looked at the roses on the ground strangely, and lowered my head to pick up a petal, which was very fragrant and beautiful, but how could there be roses here!

Yang Yixing was sick and had a high fever, Yang Fan called, and the director of the town hospital came over with the director, and the car was parked in the courtyard.

Yan Xiaocheng stood anxiously to the side, listening to the doctor talking to Yang Fan, and only relieved himself after hearing that he was suffering from a cold, and the fever was gone.

Jun Ze Erlang didn't tell her how Ah Xing had a fever, to be precise, Jun Ze didn't say a word to her until now, and he pretended not to hear her when she talked to him.

When the doctor left, Yan Xiaocheng ran to ask Yang Fan, Yang Yixing spent the night in the tennis court and fell into a coma, as for why he was on the tennis court, Yang Fan didn't know.

Yan Xiaocheng sat on the carpet in front of the bed, looked at Jun Ze with a gloomy face, and didn't dare to speak, she knew that Jun Ze Erlang must know something, but she didn't tell her.

After being in a daze for a long time, she still tried to pull off Jun Ze's clothes, and looked at him in a good voice: "Jun Ze Erlang, what's wrong with Ah Xing?" What is he doing on the tennis court! It snowed so heavily. ”

"He seeks his own death." Jun Ze sneered and hooked his lips, staring at her coldly.

Yan Xiaocheng shrank her hand in fright, and snorted aggrievedly, what are you doing to her like this, she doesn't know what's wrong with the nerd? How did she look like the culprit!

Jun Ze knew that he shouldn't blame Yan Xiaocheng, but looking at Yang Yixing lying on the bed, he suddenly began to be worthless for him, Yan Xiaocheng, a heartless stinky girl, no matter how much he suffered for her, she didn't know.

Besides, Ah Xing has never expressed his heart to her, and she really doesn't know anything.

The rose was thrown, Ah Xing fainted, there must have happened last night that he didn't know, Ah Xing was stimulated, so it would be like this.

Jun Ze went back at noon, Yan Xiaocheng had been lying on the side of the bed and staring at him with blank eyes, her delicate brows were furrowed tightly, and her heart was sullen and uncomfortable.

Yang Fan asked her to go down to eat, Yun Haochen also came in the middle, the strange thing is that he was not unreasonable and not jealous, Yan Xiaocheng felt that he was so good, a manly man, he should have this kind of bearing, the prime minister can support the boat in his stomach, and he can't be petty.

Afternoon.

Jun Ze was playing games and watching TV in Yang Yixing's room, and Yan Xiaocheng scolded him with contempt, feeling that he was very sorry for Yun Haochen, and wanted to go home to see if he was doing.

Wen Qianluo went to work, Yan Wende didn't come back after going out last night, Rhubarb greeted him jubilantly, she asked it Yun Haochen, Rhubarb looked in the direction of the attic and wagged his tail.

Yan Xiaocheng tiptoed up, and Yun Haochen was sitting cross-legged on the seat cushion reading a book, with a big blanket on his body.

As soon as Yan Xiaocheng's front foot stepped on the floor, Yun Haochen's voice sounded: "Are you awake?" ”

Yan Xiaocheng ran over with a smile, took off his shoes and sat beside him, and pulled the quilt on his body: "Give me some." ”

"Yan Xiaocheng, what's wrong with Yang Yixing?" Yun Haochen's eyes were still staring at the book, and he asked casually.

"I don't know, Jun Zejiro didn't tell me, Ah Xing was unconscious on the tennis court." Yan Xiao Orange Jelly rubbed his hands and twitched his frozen red nose.

Yun Haochen reached out and held her hand, looked at her little face that was a little pale from the cold, and felt a little distressed: "Yan Xiaocheng, you don't know how to wear more when you go out!" Freeze you to death. ”

Nuan Nuan's big hand wrapped around her little hand, Yan Xiaocheng's eyes were sour, and she suddenly felt that Yun Haochen was really good, she looked at him with a smile: "Yun Haochen, you just don't talk about things in the future, really." ”

Yun Haochen snorted coldly and was about to withdraw his hand, but she held it back, and her flattering appearance was very cute: "I was wrong, you gave me warmth, and they all froze to death." ”

"Well deserved!" Yun Haochen gently rubbed her hands.

She looked up at Yun Haochen, her dark eyes flashed with a hint of cunning, she smiled sheepishly, put her hand on his neck, and said with a smile: "It's warm here." ”

Yun Haochen's pupils constricted, and he stretched out his hand and pulled Yan Xiaocheng into his arms, and turned over and pressed under him: "Yan Xiaocheng, are you looking for death?" ”

Yan Xiaocheng snorted pitifully, looking extremely pitiful, and whispered in a trembling voice: "I'm cold." ”

The corners of Yun Haochen's mouth suddenly hooked up with an evil smile, Yan Xiaocheng secretly screamed in his heart, but he had some faint expectations, he wouldn't want to kiss her!

Yan Xiaocheng was dreaming, Yun Haochen had already rolled up the quilt and wrapped her in the whole thing, showing a head strictly, and the smile on the corner of her mouth became more and more bad: "This way it won't be cold." ”

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