Xu Yue glanced at the closed door of 108, raised her eyebrows, and her expression was a little strange.

Yan Zhuo moved quickly, and he packed up in no time.

After exiting the gate of the sanatorium, Song Yan asked, "How do we get there?"

Yan Zhuo said, "Take a taxi. This place belongs to the suburbs, and it takes half an hour to get to the city at least—"

Saying that, a taxi just passed by. Yan Zhuo waved at the driver, grabbed Song Yan and said, "Let's go, the car is here."

Song Yan was suddenly held by someone's warm hands, and was stunned for a moment. Forgot to even let go.

After getting into the car, Yan Zhuo let go of him, frowning and he asked Song Yan, "Why are your hands so cold? Cold?"

Song Yan: "It's not cold."

Yan Zhuo asked again, "You...are you not wearing long johns again?"

Speaking of this, Song Yan really didn't care about him.

Yan Zhuo pouted: "If you don't say anything, I'll touch it!"

After he finished speaking, he reached out and touched Song Yan's thigh. Song Yan angrily said, "What are you doing?"

They were so loud that the driver also looked in the rearview mirror.

Yan Zhuo was embarrassed, and he whispered, "They're all big men. If you touch them, they won't die. You make me look like a hooligan when you shout. Are you a shy girl?"

Song Yan: "..."

He seemed to be overreacting. So he didn't quarrel, he just closed his eyes and leaned on the seat to rest.

Yan Zhuo was bored, he still thought about being able to chat with Song Yan along the way, now it seems that he can only enjoy the scenery outside the window alone.

At first, Song Yan was just taking a nap, but he may have become sleepy later, and he leaned on Yan Zhuo's shoulder as soon as he tilted his head.

Yan Zhuo looked down at Song Yan.

The fine sunlight shone on the ends of his hair, he closed his eyes tightly, his eyelashes were dense but not curled up, and from Yan Zhuo's angle, he could still see the corners of his slightly drooping mouth, wanton and gentle.

Yan Zhuo was stunned, that was the first time he saw Song Yan being defenseless.

Half an hour later, the rental car stopped at a famous park in the city.

Yan Zhuo dragged Song Yan out of the car, looked at the kite in the sky and said, "Who said no one came out to play in the cold, I tell you, this park is full of people."

Yeah?

Song Yan raised her eyebrows and said insincerely, "Congratulations to you then."

"Congratulations on what?"

"You're not the only one with water in your brain."

"..."

Yan Zhuo smiled, thank you.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was hanging in the west, and the sun was shining through the clouds.

The two walked side by side by the lake, and Yan Zhuo asked, "Can you skate?"

"Won't."

Yan Zhuo was proud: "I will, I can skate just fine."

"Then you are amazing."

"It's okay, it's normal. I can do more than this. I can do decathlons."

"Which ten?"

Yan Zhuo is familiar, and reported one by one: "In addition to painting and skating, I also drive a tractor and plant rice seedlings, eat and sleep, and make peas, and burp and grind my teeth and eat pig's trotters."

Song Yan paused and rubbed his brows. He must be crazy to really believe in what decathlon Yan Zhuo is capable of, and he asked seriously.

Looking at Song Yankuai's dizzy appearance, Yan Zhuo didn't hold back his "hahahaha" and laughed, wiping away his tears while laughing until he bent over.

Song Yan wrote "Get out of the way and don't touch me" on his face, pushed him away, and said, "It's boring."

Yan Zhuo stopped laughing and scolded him: "You are still talking to me when you are bored."

"..."

"Hey, I was wrong, don't go so fast, have you considered the feeling of the blind stick?"

"..."

"Well, I was so wrong."

After walking for a while, the two found a park reclining chair and sat down. The bare willow branches by the lake swayed with the breeze.

Yan Zhuo looked at it for a while and said, "Our Academy of Fine Arts is nearby."

Song Yan said: "Then you must have good grades in the joint entrance examination."

Yan Zhuo lowered his eyes: "Uh... it's alright..."

Song Yan added: "Your Academy of Fine Arts is very famous locally."

Complimenting his school means complimenting him, Yan Zhuo, if others criticize him, he will refuse to admit it. If others praised him, he would instead be reserved and humble: "Well... what's so strange about that? Isn't the school you attended a better school?"

Song Yan nodded: "That's true." There was no modesty at all.

Stupid.

Yan Zhuo commented in his heart.

Usually, he doesn't seem to care about anything, and his face is expressionless like a mourning examination. In fact, he is an arrogant and arrogant person.

Chapter 14 "I'm going to trouble your mother."

After they came out of the park, Yan Zhuo glanced at his watch, it was still early. He moved his eyes and said, "There is a dessert shop nearby that sells cheese cakes that are very delicious!"

His voice was clear and cheerful, as if in his world there was nothing but eating and drinking.

Song Yansecond understood what he meant and said, "Go buy it."

Yan Zhuo hesitated: "You... won't you come with me? If there are many people in line, it may take a long time."

Song Yan shook his head: "I'll be waiting for you here."

"Okay." Yan Zhuo nodded, thinking that he might not want to go to places with many people, after all, Song Yan's character has always been like this.But he was not too worried that Song Yan would stay here alone, so he patted the blind stick and said, "Then don't run around, there are big roads around here, it's very dangerous."

The tone of his admonishing the child made Song Yan unhappy, and Song Yan said, "Worry is unnecessary."

Sure enough, as Yan Zhuo expected, there were a lot of people lining up to buy cheese cakes.

He was at the bottom of the line, just waiting for the long queue to shorten a little bit.After boringly swiping the phone for a while, the team was able to shorten the distance by one tail.

Yan Zhuo: "..."

In fact, the cheese pie can't grow a piece of meat, he is torn between waiting and not waiting.

At this moment, someone suddenly called out from behind, "Yan Zhuo?"

Yan Zhuo turned around and saw two familiar faces.