Lan Qingchuan looked at him and frowned at him, turned his head as if he was annoyed, and then turned around again after a while, staring at her. It looks very naïve, like a child who hasn't grown up.

She sighed, "Can this make you angry?" After going out for so long, I have learned a lot of temper. ”

He ignored her words and only raised his voice to emphasize, "Who's angry?" I don't care about you. "I muttered behind my back, I'm willing to eat this vinegar, you can't care about it.

This person has sharp teeth and a sharp mouth, Lan Qingchuan knows that he can't talk about him, so he only bows his head and drinks tea and doesn't pay attention to it.

After running out of points in his mobile phone, Han Luochen was bored in this silence, he casually turned on the TV, opened a channel, and was playing a TV series. He didn't pay attention either, and his eyes were all looking at Lan Qingchuan.

She sat on a small couch with a book in her left hand and drank tea. After the last accident, her long, slightly curly hair had been cut a lot shorter, and now it only reached her shoulders, hanging softly to her ears, revealing her beautiful face like a bright moon.

She has always been quiet and quiet, Han Luochen looked carefully, and couldn't see her emotions at this time. He suddenly felt a little troubled, it was really enough to toss to like such a girl, so calm and silent, so exquisite, so that he couldn't figure it out, and he couldn't hold it in his arms with all his effort.

A while ago, Luo Jie hooked up with a girl again, and he was in and out of pairs all day long, and now he is inseparable even when he goes to an academy. He looked dazzling, and kicked Luo Jie, who was dangling in front of his eyes all day long and didn't know what to show off, to the side, this bastard dared to say, "Why don't you come and I'll take a look, isn't there no progress at all on Qingchuan's side, or I'll teach you, master?" He turned away from him in disgust, thinking that he would clean him up later.

The top priority is to catch Lan Qingchuan, she has never been inconspicuous, and her temperament is cold and silent, she really has nowhere to start. He was so anxious that he was on fire, and no one wanted to have unrequited love, let alone him.

Lan Qingchuan watched him tossing and turning on the sofa, no one was right, and pulled him down, "What are you tossing around?" ”

He glanced at her frowning face, and thought to himself that there was no help, and he loved her so much.

Finally quieted down, she retracted her thoughts and continued to read, but she heard him ask in a low voice, "Lan Qingchuan, what do you think now?" Is it still the same as last year? ”

She looked up in surprise, not knowing how to bring up this topic again, and was a little stunned for a while.

"Then I'll say it again, Lan Qingchuan, I like you." You must know it, but why make me wait so long.

His eyes were like the brightest cold star in the night sky.

The room was too silent, Lan Qingchuan heard the sound of rain outside the window, she raised her head slightly, and several cherry blossom trees outside the window had already bloomed, pink and soft colors, and the rain was sliding down the pink.

It was so cloudy, and the young man in the house was still waiting for her answer.

I don't know how many stamens the rain has fallen, but she spoke softly, and after a long deliberation, she asked, "Is it bad for us to be like this?" ”

Making friends as friends, making friends as acquaintances, but you don't necessarily need to make friends. This feeling, she has a hunch, will not last longer than the cherry blossom period, she does not belong here, but is just a passerby. And once there is a distance between two people, this relationship will gradually fade in such ignorant and difficult moss years.