Rong Wan thought it was normal for him to say that.

But Yuan Yun gave him a lukewarm glance, and replied, "You are quite considerate," and choked him to the point of being speechless.

So the atmosphere between the two of them has been a little subtle in the past two days.

Liao Yu didn't believe it. If the two hadn't quarreled, why was the face of the King of Hell so cold in the past two days? When he walked in from the front door of the classroom, it was the same as it was two months ago, and anyone who looked at it would be startled.

Everyone around can feel the cold air that is like blowing from Siberia, and Jing Yizhi, who is so close to Yuan Yun, must be at the center of the storm, but the school grassman is really good, so he can tolerate everything, but his age Wouldn't it be easy to get cold legs after being so gently frozen... Thinking of this, Liao Yu glanced at Rong Wan with a compassionate look of "don't tell me I know everything".

Rong Wan: "..."

Rong Wan has been rehearsing the New Year's Day program for three days. After school, he plans to go to the practice room after packing his schoolbag. But seeing Yuan Yun beside him slowly packing his schoolbag, his drooping dark eyes were indifferent - he couldn't help but ask, "Brother Yun, I'm going to the practice room, if you have nothing to do after school, why don't you talk to me? Let's take a look together?"

Originally thought that Yuan Yun would not agree, after all Yuan Yun was not interested in this kind of thing.

In addition, the weather is cold now, the practice room is empty, the heating is not turned on, and it is very cold. He doesn't want to go, so he is not willing to let it go.

Unexpectedly, Yuan Yun raised his eyes and glanced at him, then pulled down the schoolbag he had already carried, and carried both schoolbags: "Let's go."

Rong Wan: "???"

Yuan Yun followed Rong Wan into the practice room, sat cross-legged on the yoga mat next to him, and guarded the two people's schoolbags. There were about a dozen people practicing in the practice room, but many people came to watch, so there were thirty or forty people in the whole practice room, and it was still very lively - before Yuan Yun came, it was very lively, especially the school grass was very busy. lively.

But Yuan Yun sat there with a cold face, still holding Rong's schoolbag, and most of the practice room suddenly stopped, speaking softly.

Moreover, no one dared to secretly stuff love letters into Rong Wan's schoolbag.

Coming out of the practice room that day, Rong Wan took his schoolbag from Yuan Yun's hand, shook it, reached in and touched it, did you have any? ! He couldn't believe it, so he almost didn't put his head in to take a look, but it turned out that when Yuan Yun was sitting there, who would risk his life to touch his schoolbag?

Rong Wan glanced at Yuan Yun.

Yuan Yun's jaw line was stretched into a line, looking indifferent, took the two's schoolbags, slung them on one shoulder, and walked downstairs expressionlessly: "Isn't this solved?"

Rong Wan followed behind him and tried his best to hold back, but he almost couldn't help laughing. He stared at the back of Yuan Yun's head, thinking it was funny and cute, is this jealous? Can you just say no when you're jealous? Have to go around such a big circle and keep all love letters out?

"Hahaha, Brother Yun, wait for me!" Rong Wan threw Yuan Yun's back in unbearable joy, and was caught off guard, almost crushing Yuan Yun to the ground.

Yuan Yun was carrying a schoolbag, and a person was pressed up again. He weighed almost 150 pounds. He glared at Rong Wan, threatening him to throw him off, but his hands couldn't help grasping his thighs tightly. His neck was also slightly red.

After a while, the mood is indeed very happy, even a little floating. Yuan Yun was not injured, and he did not conflict with anyone. The number of smiles in his eyes increased more and more, like a hedgehog with sharp thorns all over his body, and gradually put away those cold and hard thorns. . The two of them sat in the penultimate row, listening carefully when they were in get out of class, and whispering after class. Of course, he was talking most of the time, but he still felt very satisfied—

But the good times don't last long, and the joy must be mourned. On Christmas Day after New Year's Day, the system reminded him that Yuan Yun's father would come back tomorrow.

Every time he heard that Yuan Yun's father was coming back, Rong Wan was worried. Although he knew that Yuan Yun was no longer weak, he was like a young beast who had been dormant for a long time and was ready to go. That middle-aged man could no longer domestically abuse him. If he even dared to touch him, he would be beaten down by his powerful fists. Ke Rong's heart still feels like a stone is hanging over it, and he doesn't know when it will be weighed down.

After all, what happened in the original text on the eve of the college entrance examination, who knows if it will happen earlier?

After school that day, Yuan Yun was obviously a little absent-minded. During the class, Rong Wan saw that he received a text message, which may have been sent by the man, which made his nerves a little tense, and the whole person even entered a state of alert in advance.

During this period of time, except for the New Year's Day rehearsal period, the two of them walked together after school, and Rong Wan was close to home, so Yuan Yun would send Rong home first, and then go back to his own home.

As usual, the two stood by the community in front of Rong Wan's house, Rong Wan looked at Yuan Yun's absent-minded expression and couldn't help saying: "Today there is no one in my house, or I will go to your house with you to play, I haven't been there yet. Your family—" He didn't even speak.

Yuan Yun said bluntly: "No."

Yuan Yun's face was a little ugly, and he even returned to the sharpness and indifference when the school started. After taking a look at his face, he tried his best to put away the anger all over his body, rubbed the back of his head, and said dumbly: "Go upstairs, I will wait for you to go upstairs before leaving."

"Why not?" Rong Wan gently grabbed Yuan Yun's arm, trying to make him relax a little, "I won't disturb you, just go to your house and have a look, I might be able to help you with some things... "

"Go up." Yuan Yun pulled out his arm, turned around and left.

Rong Wan stared at Yuan Yun's back - Yuan Yun walked quickly, with both hands in his pockets, his back looked a bit hazy, as if he had shut himself back to the cold when it came to family affairs.Inside the iron box, there are thorns all over his body, sharp and cold, refusing anyone's approach.

Rong Wan felt sour in his heart, distressed, but also a little annoyed. He could understand Yuan Yun's refusal to let him see that person, but if Yuan Yun believed him, he would know that he would not retreat, even if he saw it with his own eyes.Yuan Yun's original family, he will not be afraid or retreat.He will protect his people in his own way.