Ling Haoran, who had taken this qiē into his eyes at the roadside window, shook his head unconsciously.

He couldn't see the inside of the BMW, but by looking at the car, he could guess what was going on inside.

The owner of this car is his cousin Li Yanan, a master of hunting campus beauties.

In other words, Liu Hanyan finally came to this Jingnan University, how should I hold hands with her and start a warm love journey together?

Although the consciousness in the two bodies was completely fused together to awaken the deep memory of the memory skin and the auto-replenishment of the brain, coupled with the explanation of the wise professor, his proprioceptive full consciousness understood that he was a larry star astronaut explorer.

However, because the consciousness split sensing does not go against the current, as well as the relationship between the thinking habits and personality formed in the past nine years, three-quarters of his consciousness has been limited in this body, and his ability to act is far from it.

Therefore, when he was in this body, he still recognized himself as Ling Haoran, who had lost his memory after being rescued from drowning, but now he knew that the other body was his Larry human body.

I always thought that I was an ordinary earthling, and suddenly the end of the earth was reversed, it was a very strange and indescribable feeling, and the body and the split body were not as harmonious as before, and it felt like my own left and right hands.

Now the ontology is the master, and the doppelganger has a bit of a subordinate meaning......

Lying on the single wire bed in the dormitory, Liu Hanyan's heartbeat finally calmed down.

But unconsciously, a beautiful and handsome man's demonic face gradually appeared in his mind, and then fell apart and replaced with Ling Haoran's handsome and handsome face: does he have himself in his heart?

Two years ago, he pun on himself that he would wait for him at Jingnan University, and now that he has finally worked hard to get in, what will happen to him next?

Thinking about it, the memory of the first time she and him met.

It was Liu Hanyan's thirteen-year-old mid-autumn October, because her mother-in-law passed away, she said goodbye to Chen Yige and other partners and followed her uncle Yuan Shaowen to transfer to Jianghai No. 3 Middle School to go to school.

Because the schoolbag and stationery box placed in the classroom at noon were messed up and thrown on the ground, Liu Hanyan used the schoolbag to put his books, homework books, and stationery boxes on his back.

She just came to Jianghai No. 3 Middle School to go to school, and she didn't have any friends, so she could only walk to the cafeteria alone.

Suddenly, under the tall camphor tree, two naughty boys blocked her.

Among them, the guy with a fat face trembling pointed at her with his hand: "Hey, local girl from the countryside, Tan Xiaochun doesn't want to share the table with you, why are you relying on others?"

Tan Xiaochun is Liu Hanyan's current tablemate, beautiful and lively, likes to sing, and is a member of the literary and artistic committee of the class. When the teacher arranged for Liu Hanyan to share a table with her in the morning, she was really not very happy.

"That's it, look at your dirty, old-fashioned, stupid pigeon-like look!" said the lean boy and pushed her, "I think you'd better go back to the countryside and study!"

Liu Hanyan was pushed by him, and the lunch box in his hand was unstable, and he fell to the ground with a "bang", not only did the lid of the lunch box come off, but the spoon inside also jumped out.

"Tan Xiaochun is not at the same table with me, what is the blame for the two of you?" Liu Hanyan, who was already sullen, was pushed like this, and the lunch box fell to the ground again, and he couldn't help but have red eyes and want to cry in retort.

"Yo he, dare to slap your mouth!****!" The boy with a fat face trembling waved his elephant legs, and kicked Liu Hanyan's lunch box into the grass again, "Tan Xiaochun is a class flower, the goddess in our boys' hearts, do you understand?"

The students passing by hurriedly bypassed, and none of them dared to say anything.

And a senior boy on the camphor tree who was shaking his legs saw it, and he didn't feel his eyebrows twisted: Bullying weak girls here again!

Looks like it's time for the two of them to suffer a little!

However, if I hurt them, I will definitely be criticized and punished.

Hey, there is! Thinking about it, he pretended to collapse and suddenly fell down.