The other side.

Ye Ning sat on the balcony of the apartment, teasing the sparsely haired kittens in her arms, and the soft and bright sunlight fell on those pairs of clear and ignorant eyes, which looked extremely cute.

The faint cry slowly disappeared, and he smacked his lips, as if enjoying the warm afternoon sunshine, and his breathing became peaceful and long.

Seeing that they were asleep, Ye Ning stood up lightly and took the mobile phone that had been muted beside him.

The screen lit up, and it was Gu Jinyu's news.

[Big sister, I cracked out the anonymous IP address of the campus network.] 】

[Guess who that person is.] 】

Rao is Ye Ning couldn't help but roll his eyes, thinking that this guy would be more stable and reliable after finding Luoluo, but he didn't expect that he would still be dead.

Just as he was about to throw his phone away, he caught a glimpse of the next message coming quickly.

[I know that the eldest sister is rolling my eyes again, don't make trouble, don't make trouble, otherwise Luoluo will be angry with me again. 】

[The person who posted it anonymously is called Lin Xiao, I heard Luoluo say that he is a good friend of Su Wanqiu, and it seems that he has no direct holiday with the eldest sister, could it be that this matter was instigated by Su Wanqiu? ] 】

[Also, I directly hacked the computer named Lin Xiao, and kept all the evidence of her posts and buying the water army, and I will post it on your computer later. 】

【……】

Ye Ning directly ignored the remaining saliva, tapped the keyboard, replied and threw the phone aside, the pair of hooking peach blossom eyes did not move, just stared at the sleeping kittens, slowly clenched his fists, and under the white skin, the blood vessels were deep.

The same drama does not need to be staged a second time.

On a flyover in the middle of the city.

The twilight was falling inch by inch, the evening breeze was quiet, and a few faint stars were hidden in the thin clouds, floating and heavi.

Like the cigarette butt he was holding in his hand, the light flowing into the tooth cavity was full of bitterness.

Ji Youfan turned his back to the flow of people, leaned on the guardrail of the overpass, curled up his fingers to shake off the excess soot, and the neon lights behind him lit up one by one, dragging his back for a long time.

It's long, it's long.

Like burned debris, it should be scattered in the wind.

He lowered his eyes quietly, suppressed the depression under his eyes, straightened up, but his eyes began to blur.

……

He heard the girl's lilting laughter slip through his head.