Han Jianing went all the way back to the room, and stepped the stairs as he went up, as if every staircase was Gu Xiayang, trampling on his face hard.

As a result, she didn't notice the sound of footsteps behind her.

When she returned to her room to close the door, the wooden door was shut.

"What are you doing!" Han Jianing was shocked.

"I'll borrow a hair dryer." Gu Xiayang paused, "I called you earlier, but you didn't hear it." ”

Han Jianing's face turned pale for a moment, the ghost knew that her heart was about to jump out just now!

"What kind of hair dryer do you use with your hair so short!" Han Jianing, who was frightened, refused to borrow.

Gu Xiayang raised his eyebrows and pointed to his wet hair, "If you don't dry it, you will catch a cold." ”

In fact, not blowing his hair is a common thing for Gu Xiayang, and now it is summer again, and by the time he sleeps, his hair will already dry naturally.

It's just that since Han Jianing came to look for him, then he came over to trouble her.

However, he also knew that the one in front of him was a very grudge-minded cautious, but soft-hearted abnormality, so he said softly and pitifully: "I'm homeless, and it's too miserable to linger on the sickbed, I don't mean to ask for your sympathy, I just don't want to lose the bet because of my physical condition, which will drag you down." ”

Han Jianing was originally full of anger and was very unhappy, and he didn't want to give Gu Xiayang a good look at all, so he wanted to scold again and slammed the door directly.

But Gu Xiayang's words successfully made her hesitate, and she found that Gu Xiayang's face was a little pale under the illumination of the light, with a feeling of weakness, her heart was in her heart, she wouldn't really be sick!

That's not going to work!

"Wait a minute, I'll get you a hair dryer." She turned around and went back to the bathroom.

When she came out with a Dyson hair dryer, she saw that Gu Xiayang had already entered the room and was standing in front of her photo wall.

She walked over briskly and said with a calm face, "Who let you in?" She threw the hair dryer into his arms and reached out to push him.

"Get out of here."

Gu Xiayang turned sideways to avoid it, but instead plugged the plug of the hair dryer into the socket under the photo wall, and said casually while blowing his hair, "These photos have passed for so many years, and you haven't changed them yet." ”

Han Jianing was stunned for a moment, looked at those photos, and when he saw them clearly, he was like being struck by lightning!

"It's been a rare time for me to come back to live in these years, it's all my high school masterpiece, and the old things really should be replaced." Han Jianing said as he reached out to take down one of the photos.

Her wrist was pinched, Han Jianing looked down at the knobby hand holding her wrist and was stunned for a while, her eyes fell on Gu Xiayang's face in a daze, her eyes were full of astonishment.

"It's been put away for so many years, so why take it off again."

"It's because it's been put away for so many years that it should be replaced." Han Jianing bit her lip gently.

Gu Xiayang turned off the hair dryer and shook his head, he pulled Han Jianing's hand down, "I think it's very good, you don't need to change it, I will hang other photos in the future, such as the one you took away from the teahouse last time." ”

Han Jianing's heart jumped, "What photo?" I don't remember. ”

Gu Xiayang kept looking at her, and suddenly smiled, "Is there any secret in that photo that I can't know?" ”

"Nope!" Han Jianing replied quickly, but there were no three hundred taels of silver here.

Finished!

She thought that Gu Xiayang would ask, but she didn't expect him to ask.

"Good night, get ahead of your day."

Han Jianing was dumbfounded, and she was still standing at the door until Gu Xiayang went down the stairs.

Why didn't he ask?