She must not let Yi Jiachen go upstairs now, if he finds out the scene of the room upstairs, he may slap himself to death.

She had to find an excuse.

"Wouldn't it be better to sit down there a little longer? Don't think about work. Ling Qingyu continued, sounding as if he was trying to persuade Yi Jiachen.

People who don't know will really think that she is for Yi Jiachen's good.

"Huh?" Yi Jiachen glanced at Ling Qingyu and always felt that her words were strange.

Of course, he wasn't a fool, how could he not know that Ling Qingyu definitely had other purposes?

However, today's Ling Qingyu made him reluctant to lose it.

"Why don't you go up first, sit down there for a while, or go outside for a walk and come in later, after all...... After all, walking is good for your health......" Ling Qingyu spoke, her eyes rolling wildly, trying to find a better way to lie, but she couldn't find anything else but this, so she could only say this.

She also knows that if she is as smart as Yi Jiachen, she will definitely see that something is wrong with her, so the key to this matter depends on Yi Jiachen's own thoughts.

She looked at Yi Jiachen with a smile, waiting for his answer.

Yi Jiachen seemed to look at the first time when she saw Ling Qingyu again, she was still young at that time, and she was like this, her smiling eyes seemed to be full of stars, and she looked at herself with curiosity, accompanied by the white dress on her body, like a fairy from the sky.

At that time, Yi Jiachen was still young, and he didn't understand many things so well, he only remembered that this little sister was so beautiful, like an angel in the sky, her eyes blinked, so cute.

Maybe Yi Jiachen has been in love with Ling Qingyu since that time.

After all, who can understand love?

It's just that he didn't expect so many things to happen between himself and her that caught him off guard, and many things he didn't know what was going on, and it was already over.

The relationship between himself and Ling Qingyu has long lost the innocence it had at the beginning.

"Yi Jiachen!?" Ling Qingyu just asked Yi Jiachen a question, but he didn't expect his gaze to suddenly calm down, as if he was thinking about something, the corners of his mouth were indeed slightly raised, and his eyes were full of sweetness.

For the sake of his own affairs, Ling Qingyu had no choice but to call Yi Jiachen, and found that he was really in a daze, motionless.

"Hmm." Yi Jiachen heard the familiar voice, and reacted again, only to see Ling Qingyu looking at him with a puzzled expression, his eyes seemed to be full of puzzlement.

This kind of Ling Qingyu seemed to make him regain the feeling he had before.

"I mean......" Ling Qingyu spoke, and was suddenly interrupted by Yi Jiachen after he finished saying three words.

"Come with me to a prom later." Yi Jiachen's voice was cold, as if he had returned to his previous appearance, and his eyes did not have any warmth, as if this was the real him.

Ling Qingyu suddenly wondered if he was blind at that moment, and suddenly mislooked at Yi Jiachen.

"What!? What kind of prom? But Ling Qingyu's attention was not focused here, but he clearly heard a few words in Yi Jiachen's words.

What prom to attend?

Yi Jiachen glanced at her slightly, and there was a feeling in his eyes that Ling Qingyu couldn't understand, but it made Ling Qingyu chuckle in his heart.

"The mayor's wife held a dance party on her birthday today, and invited me and my dance partner to attend." Yi Jiachen explained a few words briefly, and then walked upstairs with Ling Qingyu's ignorant eyes, ready to change into a more suitable clothes.

And Ling Qingyu was still immersed in the doubts at this moment, and she was in no other mood to care about Yi Jiachen's movements, and when she thought about it for a long time and reacted again, Yi Jiachen had already disappeared.

Wait a minute......

When Ling Qingyu walked upstairs again, he saw that Yi Jiachen's door had been opened, leaving a crack.

It's over......

Ling Qing wanted to cry without tears.

Standing at the door, but not hearing any sound from inside, Ling Qingyu's mood was extremely nervous, and asked her to worry about whether to go in or not.

Ling Qingyu walked back and forth in the doorway, thinking about what it would take to explain this matter properly.

You can't just tell Yi Jiachen that he wants to run away to do this, right?

I guess he will kill himself after hearing this.

Just when Ling Qingyu was at a loss, the door that should have been hidden suddenly opened, and Yi Jiachen walked out.

"What are you doing out there? Come in if you want to come in. Yi Jiachen's voice was a little colder, making Ling Qingyu even more unsure of what to do.

She cautiously walked inside, and saw that the room was still in the same mess.

"That...... I...... I can explain it......" Seeing this, Ling Qingyu suddenly felt a little weak, raised his head to look at Yi Jiachen, and smiled slightly embarrassed.

"How do you explain it?" Yi Jiachen seemed to be very patient, and sat on the sofa casually, looking at Ling Qingyu with a smile.

"That...... It's ...... me," Ling Qingyu racked her brains to think of an excuse.

But Yi Jiachen casually picked up a document from the desktop and looked at it casually. But even so, Ling Qingyu had already felt the feeling of "you make excuses, I'll listen" from Yi Jiachen.

There's a magical sense of frustration no matter how you think about it.

"It's just that I just accidentally entered your room, and then I don't know what kind of wind your lock is pumping, and I can't open it from the inside, so I can't get out, so I have no choice but to borrow your sheets and curtains......" Ling Qingyu cautiously looked at Yi Jiachen's expression and explained as he tried his best.

Obviously, when he ran away before, he had given himself a tranquilizer, telling himself that he must be fine, and even if something happened, it would just be a quarrel with Yi Jiachen, but at this time, Ling Qingyu was stunned.

Even if I make it up myself, I don't seem to believe in ghosts.

"Hmm." Yi Jiachen pretended to believe it and nodded seriously, but his voice was full of information "If I believe it, you will be weird".

Ling Qingyu had already rolled her eyes countless times in her heart, but she still couldn't hold back a smile on her face.

Suddenly, a pleasant singing voice sounded.

“Sometimesthewrongthingsfeelsoright

Sometimesthelightsshinebrighteratnight

Sometimesthetruths'alie

Sowhenyouaskmehowlamlsayfine”