Gu Zhihuan glanced at Yu Yuan, who was about to move at his fingertips, warningly.

Yu Yuan had to suppress his idea of "playing the flute and playing music".

Gu Zhihuan took out the book from his arms.

Han Yue looked at her movements, not knowing what inappropriate pictures he thought of, and said in a deep voice: "Don't put it there next time." ”

Gu Zhihuan's face was full of confusion: "Otherwise, I will take it in my hand and show off my strength to let everyone know that I will take the little yellow book to read with you every day?" ”

"It's learning." Han Yue corrected.

Gu Zhihuan: "......"

After reading the little yellow book for so many days, Gu Zhihuan felt that he was completely immune.

She can even read and pick at the thorns in it.

I don't know what Han Yue has been reading this kind of book every day all these years.

Do you really want to learn?

Han Yue saw Gu Zhihuan distracted, raised his hand and knocked on the table.

Gu Zhihuan held his chin with both hands and stared straight at Han Yue.

"Eh......"

Han Yue raised his eyebrows.

Gu Zhihuan said casually: "Ten years ago, when I left Wharton, were you sad? ”

Han Yue's expression froze, and then he denied it casually: "No." ”

Gu Zhihuan's legs were dangling, and she said lightly: "It's a classmate, haven't you really interceded for me?" ”

"Nope." Han Yue's answer became shorter and shorter.

The corners of his lips tightened, and his eyebrows unconsciously converged towards the middle.

When he made this expression, he always seemed to be extremely stubborn and stubborn.

Gu Zhihuan couldn't help but wonder if it was the same when Han Yue knelt outside the White House ten years ago.

If she remembered correctly, it had been pouring rain for the past few days.

The sky overhead seemed to leak a big hole, and overwhelming raindrops fell from the sky, connecting the sky and the earth into a line.

Gu Zhihuan secretly speculated about the scene where Han Yue went to find Chen Quan that day, and his heart was so sour that he was about to drip water.

Han Yue was stunned by Gu Zhihuan's eyes, and he sank down: "Don't think about things when you study. ”

"Han Yue." Gu Zhihuan said suddenly.

Han Yue subconsciously took a half step back.

Gu Zhihuan asked directly, "You liked me when you were a child?" Was it the time we washed the dishes together? ”

"Of course not," Han Yue's voice stopped abruptly.

Gu Zhihuan got the answer he wanted from Han Yue's expression.

After being punished by the dean that day, the two of them tossed everything, and it was already four or five o'clock in the morning.

Gu Zhihuan was so tired that he couldn't lift his arms.

Han Yue took off his hospital uniform with a cold little face.

Gu Zhihuan looked at him from behind, and said in a ghostly manner: "Yue Yue, you carry me back, my legs are so sore." ”

Han Yue said expressionlessly: "You wash the dishes with your legs?" ”

Gu Zhihuan said aggrievedly: "You should be it." ”

Han Yue ignored her, took the umbrella and walked outside.

Gu Zhihuan chased a few steps and found that he didn't have an umbrella with him, so he could only retract under the eaves of the academy and watch Han Yue walk farther and farther with the umbrella.

The sky is already dark.

Gu Zhihuan thought that it would take a lot of time for him to go back, and he had to go to class at seven o'clock tomorrow, so he simply didn't let anyone pick him up, so he sat at the door with a big grin, hugging his knees and preparing to sleep here.

In a hazy moment, his body was pushed twice.

Gu Zhihuan looked up and saw Han Yue holding an umbrella and standing next to him.

The night was kept out of the umbrella.

Gu Zhihuan blinked unconsciously.

Han Yue's expression was as solemn as the canopy outside an umbrella.

He looked at Gu Zhihuan, his brows furrowed slightly, as if he was facing a difficult puzzle.

After a while, Han Yue stuffed the umbrella into Gu Zhihuan's arms without saying a word, then turned around, turned his back to her, and squatted down in front of her.

Gu Zhihuan was stunned for a second, and then happily threw himself on Han Yue's back.

Han Yue was caught off guard, his feet trembled, and he pursed his lips and barely stood firmly: "Don't move." ”

Gu Zhihuan lay on Han Yue's back and held up an umbrella.

"I knew you were going to pick me up." Gu Zhihuan whistled locally: "No matter what happens, Yue Yue will come over." ”

Han Yue surprisingly did not refute at the first time.

Gu Zhihuan stared at his side face with some puzzlement.

Isn't it your own brainwashing** that has finally succeeded?

Moment.

Han Yue whispered: "What if one day, I didn't come to pick you up?" ”

Gu Zhihuan tilted his head and thought about it: "Then I will come to you." ”

Han Yue didn't make a sound, he looked at the dripping rain curtain in front of him, and his expression was in a trance.

"The more and more." The child's voice was a little sweet.

"What?" Han Yue asked in a rough voice.

"The more and more."

"Huh?"

"The more and more."

“…… Gu Zhihuan! If you have something to say, say it! ”

"Yue Yue, you are so good, I like Yue Yue the most." Gu Zhihuan said quickly.

Han Yue didn't know how many times he heard Gu Zhihuan say the same thing.

He stumbled on his feet, his toes secretly grasped the soles of his shoes, and his voice was tense: "Shut up." ”

Gu Zhihuan quickly kissed Han Yue on the ear.

Han Yue didn't guard against it, and fell to the ground with Gu Zhihuan.

The two of them were covered in mud.

Han Yue's face was extremely pale.

Thinking of this, Gu Zhihuan couldn't help but hook his lips.

When he grew up, Han Yue became more and more invisible, with a sense of alienation between his eyebrows and eyes.

Gu Zhihuan swallowed his saliva.

She really wanted to ask Han Yue how he had spent the past ten years.

He didn't know that Chen Quan's favor for him actually had ulterior motives.

After the death of his parents, a man was ...... on the Wharton Star Will it be afraid.

She would love to ...... Hug Han Yue.

Unlike himself and Chen Bo, Han Yue has no memory.

A four or five-year-old child, faced with so many things, how did he get to where he is now.

Gu Zhihuan's hand clenched into a fist at her side, and after a long time, she slowly let go.

Han Yue seemed to be still immersed in the conversation just now, and his expression was a little annoyed.

"Learn!" Han Yue slapped the book in front of Gu Zhihuan.

Gu Zhihuan lowered his head and read it seriously.

Ten o'clock at night.

Gu Zhihuan ate a snack as usual and prepared to go back.

It's just that he just knew Han Yue's thoughts, Gu Zhihuan was a little reluctant to leave, and immediately ate more and more slowly.

Han Yue stared at her movements: "It's not delicious?" ”

"Yes...... Somewhat. Gu Zhihuan replied.

Han Yue's expression became even more strange: "You bring me undelicious snacks every time?" ”

"......" Gu Zhihuan choked.

I finally know what it means to lift a stone and shoot myself in the foot.

Han Yue was silent for a long time, and let the little mecha bring fresh snacks.

Gu Zhihuan was feasting, and at the same time reminded himself not to eat too fast!

You can have the upper hand in the end.

Gu Zhihuan came to a new conclusion in the delicious pastries.

In addition to Yu Yuan's words and self-assertion, the recipes he provides to Wufu every time are not satisfactory.

After grinding for half an hour, Gu Zhihuan reluctantly got up and prepared to say goodbye to Han Yue.

Han Yue glanced at her lightly: "You sleep with me tonight." ”