He must be busy, she thought, but he still didn't forget to text her.

It's sunny and warm outside, there are no classes today, and it's another afternoon in the library.

When her phone rang, she was packing up the books on her desk and leaving.

"Hello?" Yan You picked it up as he walked.

"What are you doing?" His voice was soft with a hint of laziness, like the murmur of a lover's ears and temples.

Yanyou blushed inexplicably, and told the truth: "In the library, I was about to go home, what about you?" ”

"Well, I'm on my way to dinner with a client." The corners of her lips twitched as she replied. Ask.

"Oh."

"I'll pick you up at nine o'clock in the evening?"

Yan Yi nodded, and remembered that he couldn't see her movements on the other end of the phone, and responded: "Hmm." ”

He stroked his forehead and smiled helplessly: "You can answer more briefly." ”

Yan You choked, and his face turned even redder: "I ......"

Since the two met, the actual number of calls was counted on ten fingers, and knowing that she had not yet fully adapted, he sighed: "Okay, the customer is here, then we'll see you in the evening!" ”

"Well, goodbye!" Yan You sighed secretly.

"Goodbye! Will miss you so much! Finally, he muttered softly.

The wind tugged the ends of his hair and gently caressed his cheeks like a lover's hand.

Yan You held the phone and stopped.

The other person stopped for three seconds and finally hung up.

It wasn't until there was a busy sound on the mobile phone that Yanyou gradually came back to his senses.

The sunset hung in the blue sky, and the afterglow of the sunset gently sprinkled on every corner of the campus, gentle like a smile looming on the girl's lips.

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After dinner in the evening, Yan You went back to the room to sort out a few clothes and materials for painting.

When he closed the door and was about to go downstairs, he caught a glimpse of light peeking through the half-hidden crack in the door next door.

Yan You was suspicious, and he didn't see him come back for dinner at night, when did he come back?

When I walked over and was about to push open the door, there was a faint sound from inside, as if I was making a phone call.

Yan You paused, his eyes flashed with a glimmer of light, his ears were pressed to the door, and he listened quietly.

"What you said is true?"

"Are you sure you're not mistaken?"

"I see."

"Keep your people watching, I'll go over now."

"Okay."

Yan You was lying on the side of the door, frowning slightly, but it was the first time to hear him speak in such a calm and calm tone, and he was a little too calm, and even had a kind of indescribable coldness, abruptly, she felt a little uneasy.

The light inside the door suddenly dimmed, and Yan You was distracted, and before he could reflect, the door had been opened.

Yan You was so frightened that he suddenly straightened up.

"What are you doing here?" Yan Jue narrowed his eyes slightly, and said coldly.

"No... Didn't do anything! Yan You immediately quibbled.

"Why didn't you look lewd?" He looked her up and down hesitantly.

"You... You're obscene, stinky boy is neither big nor small. ”

Yan Jue snorted lightly and glanced at her with disdain: "What did you overhear?" ”

"No, I didn't hear anything..."

Yan Jue raised his lips and looked at his sister, and said in his eyes: There are no three hundred taels of silver here.

"I..." wanted to quibble, but I couldn't think of words for a while, and I was really not good at lying.

"Come on, I still have something to do, so I'll go out first." Yan Jue glanced at her, closed the door and walked out.

"Just got home and went out again? Why are you going? Seeing him walk away, Yan You hurriedly asked.

"Pickle girl, are you going to keep up?" He didn't reply.

"What!" Looking at his back as he left in a hurry, Yanyou muttered.