……

"Huanhuan, you hold it tight! Don't be afraid! ”

"What to do, what to do! Huan, close your eyes, hold it tightly, Aunt Wang, they went to get the quilt. ”

Don't be afraid? Is it possible?

She has a fear of heights.

Shen Xihuan hugged the thick branch tightly on all fours, his whole body was weak, and he didn't dare to move.

Rao is like this, she still does not forget to tremble and repeatedly emphasized, "Don't ...... Tell...... Lao Shen ...... Listen...... To the ...... There was ......"

Five minutes ago.

Shen Sihuan crossed his hands on his hips, and conducted a stormy education for the Nth time on a certain two-

A golden retriever retriever named "Meowmeow" and a black cat named "Xiao Wang".

The former grinned, and the tip of his nose and front legs were mottled with paint; The latter meowed perfunctorily, jumped off the cabinet, and jumped on the windowsill - all perfunctory reactions to the owner's threat of "detaining dried fish and bones when he enters the studio again".

Meow Meow ran over to get close to Xiao Wang. It's a pity that as always, with an affectionate mistake, Xiao Wang turned his cold head, silently answered, leaving a cold ass back, and jumped on the cypress tree outside the window.

Maybe it was emotion, or maybe it was just the golden retriever's IQ dropping, but it jumped and borrowed on the chair by the window......

"Meow!"

Seeing that Meow Meow really regarded herself as a cat and flew out of the window, she subconsciously followed to the rescue. Unexpectedly, the dog didn't catch it, so he pounced on it, but fortunately hugged the branch.

In fact, the height difference between the branches and the ground is average, and Meow Meow has nothing to do with jumping down with his strength, and now, he is looking up at the owner with a happy face, like a sloth crying bitterly.

"Is it enough, six beds are not enough, go get a few more beds, go quickly!"

"Good...... All right...... Not...... No, I ...... No...... Okay......" Shen Sihuan's eyes were closed, and the strength of his limbs was gradually on the verge of a desperate situation.

She was in a trance, and there seemed to be a voice in her ears coming from the depths of time:

["Ah Yue, it's so scary, the plane is so high, what should I do if it falls? ”

"It's okay, Huanhuan. We looked at it on the ground, of course, but in fact, the plane was just gliding over the clouds, like a car speeding down the road. ”

"Really? So amazing? ”

"Uh-huh, so, when you get better, let's go to the United States together, okay?"

"The United States?"

"Yes, we said okay, we're going to see my brother together."

"Well, okay, Ah Yue! Pull the hook hook, wait for me to be fine, let's fly to the United States to see Xiaolin together. I'm not afraid! ”】

The corners of Shen Sihuan's eyes were sour, he let go of his hands and fell from the tree......

Who's screaming? Who rushed over and hugged her, and fell into a limp ball with her, like ...... Like clouds?

"Ah Yue." She murmured, slowly opening her eyes.

What came into view was a pair of eyes as dark as an abyss, with thick eyelashes and frowning brows.

How is he there? WHEN THEY LEFT TIME STOPS, HE AND HAN YI HAD NEVER BEEN OUT OF THE PRIVATE ROOM.

Wen Yan had already stood up, looked at her condescendingly, frowned into a tangled and impatient word "Chuan", rubbed his right shoulder, and said:

"Thankfully, it wasn't you who hit Newton......"

！！！

The old feud from her childhood suddenly gave her a palm, and a mouthful of black blood instantly surged into her chest.

Back then, she loved to scribble Shen Siyue's textbooks the most.

On one occasion, she painted her eyes, mouth, and braids on the apple that had struck Newton Oba, and signed her name. When I closed it, I realized that the physics workbook was not Shen Siyue's, but Wen Yan's!

She still remembers that scene: Wen Yan had a dark face, held the booklet, and said, "If you were the one who hit Newton, there would be no law of gravitation in the world." Because, Newton, would have been stoned to death on the spot. ”