Xiao Zhu suggested: "If you two are not in a hurry, why don't you take a rest at our school for a night, just to get to know more."

Yan Zhuo was immersed in the joy of victory. Hearing that, his body stiffened. He closed his eyes and cursed Xiao Zhu Zhutou in his heart.

The more afraid of something, the more something will come.

The school is not big and there are few dormitories for boys.

Yan Zhuo and Zhou Yang were in a dormitory, and there was one bed left, so Song Yan had to share a room with them.

Yan Zhuo took out the extra quilt and blanket, and took a pillow from the cabinet for him.

Song extended his hand, and because of the movement, the cuff moved up slightly, revealing the bracelet on his wrist.

When Yan Zhuo saw the bracelet on his wrist, his heart trembled and his hand shook, and the pillow almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, Song Yan moved quickly and caught it steadily, and then he asked strangely, "What's wrong?"

Yan Zhuo shook his head and hurriedly lowered his head to block his eyes.

If he read it right, that bracelet... it should be the one he always wanted to give to Song Yan, but Song delay refused to accept it.

He hid the bracelet under Song Yan's pillow at that time, so he said, how did Song Yan find it, and why did he put it on.

Isn't he... not rare?

Yan Zhuo peeked at the bracelet again, and there was a slight wave in his heart.

Song Yan noticed his eyes and stared at him thoughtfully. It felt very strange. Even though they didn't know each other, he always felt that the person in front of him had a feeling of deja vu.

And, this feeling will get stronger over time.

Inexplicably, Song Yan frowned deeply.

the next day.

As soon as it was dawn, the rooster raised in the school clucked loudly and crisply.

Yan Zhuo tightly covered his head with the quilt, unable to escape the penetrating power of the sound.

He sighed, and just about to complain, he suddenly remembered that there was another person in the dormitory, he stopped talking abruptly, and then he squinted and glanced at Song Yan's bed.

Song Yan had just woken up and was wearing pants, and was naked without a shirt on. His abs and mermaid lines were looming in the morning light.

I have to say, this scene is very pleasing to the eye, Yan Zhuo was temporarily dazzled by the beauty, his eyes were glued to Song Yan, and he forgot to look away for a while.

Seeing Yan Zhuo staring blankly at him, Song Yan raised her eyebrows and nodded at him condescendingly.

Their eyes met through the air, and a small flame burst into flames, burning Yan Zhuo's face red.

It's not that he hasn't seen Song Yan's naked body before, and he has seen anything like that, but he was caught by the person involved in such an obvious peek. have to say, this is the first time.

He thought to himself mockingly: I haven't made progress for so many years, and I'm still so useless.

After breakfast, Song Yan and Xia Zhao were leaving. Zhou Yang, as the head of the school, was supposed to send them off, and Yan Zhuo followed closely.

At the gate of the school, Zhou Yang ordered to drive Xiao Zhu off, Song Yan suddenly walked up to Yan Zhuo and extended his hand to him.

Yan Zhuo was stunned, but did not respond.

Song Yan raised his hand.

Yan Zhuo understood, this is... a handshake to say goodbye?

He stupidly stretched out his hand.

Song Yan's palms were warm and dry to the touch. His hands were huge, just like his people. Yan Zhuo couldn't help but feel dizzy when he remembered that the hands once wandered around him.

When old people meet, it's easiest to revisit old things. Those pictures that have not been imagined for a long time are also replayed in my mind scene by scene.

Alas, it's time...

Yan Zhuo nodded and said goodbye to Song Yan.

"Goodbye." Song Yan let go and said lightly.

After Song Yan got into the car, Yan Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief. He was so tired these two days, he always pretended to be himself, and didn't dare to say a word. As soon as Song Yan left, he let go of all his defenses in vain.

I won't see you again in the future, he thought, the bridge will return to the bridge, the road will return to the road, and the mountains and rivers will never meet.

The dirt road where it had rained was very steep, and the chassis of the school car was low. Along the way, Xiao Zhu drove tremblingly and very slowly, for fear of bumping into it.

Xia Zhao was bored, so he chatted with him.

"Xiao Zhu, how long have you been at the school?"

Xiao Zhu cautiously stepped forward and answered her: "More than a year."

Xia Zhao said, "You were so eloquent about introducing the school yesterday. I thought you had been here for a long time."

Xiao Zhu is modest: "Where am I now? If I say that I am the most familiar with the school and have been here for the longest time, it still belongs to Brother Yang and Yan Zhuo. The two of them—"

Before Xiao Zhu finished speaking, Song Yan's temple jumped suddenly and frowned, "What did you say?"

"Ah..." Xiao Zhu was so frightened by him, what... what, what did he say?

"yanzhuo? Which yanzhuo?"

Xiao Zhu Kouba: "You've seen it before, the one who played mahjong together. His name is Yan Zhuo." He didn't understand what Song Yan meant, and added by the way, "Just the color of Yan, I think about it."

...

"What is your name?"

"My name is Yan Zhuo, Yan of color, Zhuo of pondering."

"Are you a part-time nurse here?"

"No, I'm a volunteer."

My thoughts suddenly returned to a few years ago, and the conversations passed through my ears one by one. Song Yan's eyelashes trembled, and all of a sudden, light flashed in his eyes, and his heart beat uncontrollably.

It's as if... as if he lost a piece of the puzzle a long time ago and couldn't complete it, and now he's finally going to find it.

"Turn around," Song Yan patted Xiao Zhu's seat and said in a hoarse voice, "Turn around immediately!"

Chapter 51

how you look like

Zhou Yang was chatting with Yan Zhuo when he suddenly saw him looking back without blinking.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Yang asked strangely: "What are you looking at, keep talking, you..."

Yan Zhuo didn't listen to him at all, and stared blankly at Song Yan who was returning.