"Deliberately looking for trouble?"

"Yes and what? Who let you rob my girlfriend first......"

The voices in the alley fell.

It's obviously a straightforward sentence, but when it comes out, it lacks confidence.

The young man smiled, his eyes full of rebelliousness: "What, don't you accept it?" ”

"You!" There was forbearance in the voice, or self-knowledge.

"I don't accept it."

Undisguised laughter ensued.

Behind it is a busy street, and the sound of horns and noise is particularly harsh.

Song Yi, who was crooked in the corner, was finally woken up.

In a trance, she thought she had been woken up by a nightmare again.

But unlike usual, she is not awake in the hospital bed, nor in the operating room.

The familiar environment around her couldn't help but tremble slightly, this is the backstreet of the vocational school.

Raised his head sluggishly, Song Yi still had a little dizziness in his head, and the lights on the side of the road flickered in front of him, like a dream.

A few young people who are very middle school and sophomore are standing by the wall with LOL professional clothes tied to their waists, not knowing what they are talking about.

She knows all these people, several hardcore players in the e-sports circle, and the most powerful team on the League of Legends solo list - WK.

But now, they don't seem to know her.

This...... What's going on?

Song Yi mourned in his heart, and subconsciously pinched his fingers.

The long-lost pain made her eyes slightly moist, as if she had discovered something new, and pinched herself happily, and her smile slowly rose.

Since she fell and was disabled in both legs, she has been treated with hyperbaric oxygen therapy for a long time, and her nerves have been damaged, and she has basically lost sensation in her lower body.

Now the clear pain told her that nothing was a dream.

She really ...... Born to die.

It's incredible.

Just as Song Yi fell into his own joy, the young man standing in the distance also looked over.

The girl in front of her was huddled by the wall, her little white dress was loosely wrapped on her body, and she looked like a student.

It's just that there is a bit of sadness in his eyes that doesn't match his age, as if he is pretending to have a thousand things.

Ye Yan squinted his eyes again and looked at it carefully for a while.

Sure enough, she looked exactly like the woman in his dream, only a little younger.

Since half a month ago, he has been dreaming of a delicate little girl almost every night, pouting and calling him "Brother Ayan" with red lips.

The timid and seductive little eyes pestered him to toss and turn night and night.

I thought it was just spring. Dream, I didn't expect to see this charming little face now.

Thinking that she hadn't said anything just now, the little girl fainted directly, and felt a little funny.

So he picked her chin: "Child, are you touching porcelain?" ”

The voice is low, and no emotion can be heard.

This familiar voice made Song Yi's breath stagnate, and he turned his head in disbelief to look at Shang Ye Yan's familiar face.

The light and shadow covered his face, and his skin was slightly pale, and his eyebrows and eyes were narrow, and at first glance he looked like he was smiling.

Song Hao's pupils shrank.

This face is so familiar, after I slid down the snow slope, it was the young man in front of me, kneeling and crawling to her grave, giving her his life.

He used to be such a proud teenager, the light of e-sports......

But she shattered his dignity to the ground.

Pulling out of these old memories, Song Yi secretly pinched his palm.

I owe him respect in my previous life, and I have to pick it up in this life.

Thinking of this, she sighed faintly.

Although I am back in the third year of high school, I was really born at the wrong time.

Today in her previous life, she helped Tang Tang go to the bubble tea shop to get her mobile phone.

On the way back, I happened to run into a group fight with WK's people, and the kind girl just wanted to call the police, but was blocked.

Song Yi sat in the corner of the wall, looking at the thin young man in front of him intently.

He was wearing an army green coat, his expression was lazy, but his aura was full.

As if inducted, those cold eyes also looked at her, dyed with a cool smile.

Song Yi didn't know how to answer.

The reason why she fainted was because she had just drawn a tube of blood from Tang Tang.

Ye Yan didn't continue to ask, and the originally noisy atmosphere was a little silent in an instant.

Seeing this, Abel, who was standing on the side, hurriedly came over to play a round: "How can such a beautiful little sister touch porcelain?" Ah Yan, you don't want to bully even a little girl, right? ”

A hot-blooded teenager at this age often puts "don't hit girls" on his lips, not to mention that Abel is still a face dog, and he can't close his mouth when he sees a beautiful little girl.

"I can't afford it." Ye Yan laughed casually, but turned around and said, "Call Brother Ayan, I'll let you go back." ”

The tail note drags on for a long time, with a bit of playfulness.

She was stunned for a few seconds, and if she could make him happy, she would gladly do it.

So he moved his lips: "Yan...... Words ......"

His voice was wet, exactly like the delicate voice in his dreams.

"Stammering, you?" Ye Yan frowned briefly.

"No, it is." Song Te raised his head slightly.

This is true, she is just born to speak slowly, and habitually drags out the tail note a little.

Ye Yan laughed lazily and hooked his finger at her, with a little sultry in his eyes.

"Come here, kid, I'll teach you how to speak."

Song Yi was stunned in place.

Ye Yan groaned and chuckled: "Afraid that I will spoil you?" ”