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"What are you doing?" Cen Hanhan reluctantly walked into the alley, and the cars behind him ran by.

Boom.

Wang Shuyun's delicate and noble face was forced to a very close distance, and the fragrance was audible.

The softness in his chest arrived, Cen Hanhan was suppressed by the other party's well-prepared momentum, her beautiful eyes were open for a second, and she whispered, "What's the matter?" ”

"Where were you last month?"

"Oh, I'm going to see Greek mythology, and the classics somehow attract me, tell you, Aphrodite amused ......"

"Cen Hanhan! I'm serious! ”

The other party Xu felt that the boat of friendship had capsized, and raised his voice.

"Oh, as before, my relatives abroad are looking for me." Cen Hanhan smiled kindly, as if drinking boiled water.

It's really not fun in Greek mythology, fighting with the gods with sparks and lightning, cutting one by one so dangerously, that time almost broke through the continental shelf.

"You ......"

Looking at the unchanging shell, Wang Shuyun gradually burst into tears for some reason, how can this be so, for this period of time, every time it has been ...... Every time, the closer I get, the better-looking, easy-to-get along and easy-to-talk girl in front of me, the more pressing her lonely temperament becomes.

"Why are you so lonely!"

Wang Shuyun shouted.

Cen Hanhan was stunned, one day in 2010, a female classmate with a wealthy family, beautiful appearance, and some pampered little tempers but no loss of sparkle in her heart said such a sentence to her.

This is also a friend she recognized during this period of time, and in the youth of Tian shamelessly returning to campus life, she must have spent some time together.

The other party didn't know the truth about her, but she still said something like this, Wang Shuyun and ordinary girls are no different from her family, and the circle of friends is a food selfie with a filter, and the days are like a hit drama, grinding and chirping, and small things are tedious.

That's it, Wang Shuyun said, Cen Hanhan, why are you so lonely. It's really embedded in the picture of memory.

Why?

The hustle and bustle of the road, the warm light shining in the evening after school, there will naturally be no answer at the alley that day, Cen Hanhan went home, played games, went to class, slept on his stomach, and swept the light screen of the business display that only he could see.

The sun rises and falls, of course Cen Hanhan knows it, and he hasn't thought about it.

…… She has saved so many worlds, what is the salvation, and who will save her?

Cen Hanhan held the only ability he was good at, sitting on the skyscraper of the city, swinging his feet leisurely, and couldn't jump into the glass mirror.