"I miss you." Yuan Yun suddenly said hoarsely, his eyes fell on Rong Wan's face, "Let's come out of self-study tonight."

Rong Wan's gloomy mood was swept away, he couldn't help smiling, and in Yuan Yun's warm pocket, he held his palm with his fingers: "Okay."

The two of them agreed to work hard and meet at the same university after the college entrance examination, but no one stipulated that they could not stop in the middle and take a break. Yuan Yun said that he missed him first, but it was not Yuan Yun who disturbed him first.

Yuan Yun's palm was dry and warm, and Rong Wan couldn't help but stuffed his other hand in for a while while others were not paying attention.

In the afternoon, Rong Wan began to jump for joy, lying on the table listening to the teacher talk about the papers, in fact he was wandering.

During the evening self-study, the assistant came back again, guarding downstairs in the classroom, and went back after the evening self-study was over. But before he came back, Rong Wan had already picked up his schoolbag and skipped class. Before leaving, he happily told the front and back desks that he was going on a date, in exchange for their envious expressions.

Rong Wan is quite familiar with skipping classes, let alone Yuan Yun.

Rong Wan climbed the seventh floor in one breath and came to the roof of his teaching building. Yuan Yun was already waiting there, sitting cross-legged on an abandoned ping pong table, with a plastic bag beside him with a few insides. cans of drinks. The moon is bright and the stars are thin, Rong Wan unbuttoned the neckline a little and blew the air.

"Come on." Yuan Yun wiped the seat next to him and dragged Rong Wan up with his hand.

The two were sitting next to each other.

Yuan Yun asked, "Sprite or Coke."

Rong Wan smiled and said, "It's so considerate, Coke."

Yuan Yun pulled open the can, and after the gas was out for a while, handed it to Rong Wan.

After Rong finished taking a sip, he dropped his legs outside the table and shook it, and asked, "Where is your class progress?"

Yuan Yun said: "The mock exam in the class has ended."

"So soon?" Rong Wan was a little annoyed. Now that there are different classes, and the course schedule is different, it makes him feel that he is staggered in time and space from Yuan Yun, which is very unpleasant.

He whispered about the situation in his class. After transferring himself to class 14, several people he knew all introduced it to Yuan Yun. Although Yuan Yun had never met those people, he could know from his description. What kind of character are those classmates, "Besides that, no one is cleaning the blackboard for me now..."

The two were suddenly silent, and their thoughts flowed quietly. Yuan Yun suddenly couldn't help it, and reached out to hold Rong Wan's face.

The boy's dry palm was close to Rong Wan's face, and his fingertips gently wiped Rong Wan's face, the feeling was very comfortable, and Rong Wan looked at him. The rooftop was pitch-dark, and he couldn't really see anything, but Rong Wan could feel that Yuan Yun's expression was firm and determined: "There are still one hundred and ninety days."

Yuan Yun lowered his head again, pressed his phone, and glanced at it: "Two minutes have passed, and now there are only one hundred and eighty-nine days, twenty-three hours and fifty-eight minutes left."

"What the hell?" Rong Wan couldn't help laughing.

After going down from the rooftop this time, Rong Wan worked even harder. He swiped the questions every day until late at night. It was so hard to be in a long-distance relationship in the same school. If the university was admitted to two schools in the same city, I'd be afraid. It was tough. If he didn't do well in the exam, Yuan Yun would definitely give up his first choice and accompany him to his school, so instead of letting Yuan Yun compromise, it would be better for him to work hard and fight for it.

Father Jing entered his room several times to talk about him and Yuan Yun, but was frightened by his hard-working spirit, and felt even more gratified to him.

Rong Wan's brain is very smart, and his hard work has a very obvious reward. In the monthly test half a month later, he deliberately did not let the system help him, but he entered the grade forty again in the test ranking. This time, he rushed into the top seventy of the grade.

In the blink of an eye, it was Christmas Eve, and a lot of snow fell again. This was the first snow since the beginning of winter this year, and all the students in the school were a little excited. There were also some students tearing papers wantonly in the hallway, causing a frenzy. During the evening self-study, many classes rushed to the corridor uncontrollably to watch the snow. Maybe it was because he had been suppressed for too long in the third year of high school, and once he was released, it would be extraordinarily crazy.

Rong Wan squeezed into the group of classmates, watching them tearing the papers in a funny way. But after watching it for a while, I felt bored, and couldn't help but leaned on the railing. Sure enough, Yuan Yun was looking at him in the distance.

He raised his hands and waved at Yuan Yun.

Yuan Yun seemed to be smiling.

This uproar caused a slight runny nose the next day. used several packs of paper to draw paper, and felt a little lackluster in class.

In the middle of the morning class, it was self-study, and he was resting on the table listlessly, when the monitor of class 14 suddenly came over, shook him, and said, "Jing Yizhi, someone outside is looking for you, is it your relative? What?"

Rong Wan stood up a little irritably. Could it be that Father Jing sent someone to follow him again? He wiped his nose and walked out the back door of the classroom.

There was a person standing in the corridor. The original father looked gentle and smiled at him.

Chapter 67

"What are you doing here?" Rong Wan's face was a little ugly, and he didn't approach, just a meter or two away.

Compared with the premeditated villain, this kind of person is even more terrifying, and his mentality is abnormal, but he seems to be no different from a normal person. There is not much description of him in the original text, but it is the source of all the shadows of Yuan Yun's childhood. When Rong Wan saw this person, he was also instinctively horrified.

"Find a place to chat?" The original father didn't care about his attitude at all, but the smile on his face subsided.

In broad daylight, there are occasionally classmates fetching water in the hallway. Naturally, Rong Wan is not afraid, and said coldly, "I still have class, uncle, if you have anything to say, just say it here."

The man smiled again, until he got goosebumps after laughing.

"It seems that I have indeed neglected my son. I don't know when he has a friend like you who can bring him home." The original father finally spoke up, straightened his framed glasses, and squinted at Rong Wan: "My son has been disobedient since he was a child, so I beat him, but it was because of a father's lesson to the child, and he didn't kill him. You care about other people's business. Besides—"