The so-called seven inches to hit a snake would make Yan Zhuo pinched so hard that he couldn't catch up with him.

Yan Zhuo took a deep breath and said coldly, "As you wish."

Zhou Yang didn't understand why his honorable guests would go and return. He called Xiao Zhu with a confused look, only to find out that Xiao Zhu was on his way to the airport.

Xiao Zhu said: "I also want to send Ms. Xia. According to Mr. Song, he may live in our school for a while."

"Stay?" Zhou Yang asked.

"Yes..." Xiao Zhu's signal is not very good, and his voice is stumbling, "he... is there something, suddenly... anxious... in a hurry, and, he seems... Director Yan... and... …At once……"

Zhou Yang couldn't understand what he said, and said angrily: "What's the matter? Let's talk about it when you come back."

He snapped and hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Yang muttered to himself, "This is really weird."

They're a broken school, they don't want anything, they don't have many students, and the staff is even worse. The food in the cafeteria is not delicious, and the aunt is not good-looking. can't figure out why Song Yan stayed.

Just as Yan Zhuo came out of the room, Zhou Yang immediately waved to him when he saw him.

Yan Zhuo walked towards him.

Zhou Yang said: "Hey, I just gave..." He turned his tongue in the middle of the sentence: "No... What do you mean by that expression?"

Yan Zhuo grimaced, just like four big characters "I'm not happy."

"Didn't you quarrel with Mr. Song?"

"No," Yan Zhuo said impatiently when he heard the word "Song", "What's the matter, hurry up."

Zhou Yang said, "It's okay. I just heard from Xiao Zhu that Mr. Song is going to live in our school for a while. I'm a little flustered now."

"What are you panicking about?" Yan Zhuo asked, it's him who should panic now.

He finally forgot Song Yan, stopped thinking about him, misses him, and lived his life with peace of mind. Who would have thought that Nancheng was 3,138 kilometers away from H City, and such a long distance would make him meet Song Yan again.

"Why don't you panic!" Zhou Yang said, "He doesn't come back to his home so good, why did he leave us here? Could it be..." His expression changed: "He doesn't want to check every donation from our school. of use."

Yan Zhuo was helpless: "What are you afraid of? You didn't embezzle or take bribes, you... Forget it..." He shook his head in disgust.

Yan Zhuo said, "It's not because of you, it may be because of me."

"You?" Zhou Yang's eyes widened in surprise.

"Well," Yan Zhuo closed his eyes, and then said lightly, "Between me and him..." He didn't know how to describe their relationship, nor how to describe Song Yan.

Love or dating? Boyfriend or cannon friend?

"What happened between you?" Zhou Yang was dying of curiosity.

"We've been together." Yan Zhuo said, and in the end he could only think of this sentence.

Very pale, it's just that the "body" has been together, that's all.

Zhou Yang didn't think back at first, and when he turned back, he could only say "Fuck."

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" Zhou Yang stared like a cow, "Mr. Song Song Song Song is crooked?"

Yan Zhuo shook his head: "Straight man."

"Yes!" Zhou Yang said, "When we ate in the cafeteria yesterday, he said he had a girlfriend."

"That's it." Yan Zhuo sighed numbly.

This is what he can't understand the most at the moment, why should Song Yan stay here when he has a girlfriend.

Could it be that it was bent by him and never came back straight? Then why is he talking about girlfriends?

The more Yan Zhuo thought about it, the more headaches became, so he simply stopped thinking about it. Anyway, he was relieved.

Who is Song Yan?

Song Yan is the most complicated problem he has solved in this world.

A few years ago, he solved Song Yan's question wrong, which caused him to change beyond recognition. A few years later, he didn't want to solve the answer to this question.

Chapter 52 Entangled?

Song Yan's words mattered, and this stay only lasted for a week. During this period, Yan Zhuo didn't say a word to him, and treated him as a stranger directly. He was not annoyed, nor did he feel any embarrassment, he was calm and calm.

On the other hand, Zhou Yang stayed in the same room with them for a long time, which caused him to not sleep well, and he could only hold back what he wanted to say, which ultimately directly affected his mental state and continued to decline.

Another day, Zhou Yang discussed with Yan Zhuo with two big dark circles under his eyes: "Can I move in and sleep with Xiao Zhu? I'd rather squeeze with him than between you and Mr. Song." He wailed: " The feeling of being a third party is simply too painful!!”

His expression was exaggerated, and the wrinkles on his forehead could kill a fly.

Yan Zhuo had no sympathy at all, and asked, "Where is the pain?"

"It's painful everywhere, it's just a double torture of body and mind."

"..." Yan Zhuo sighed and suggested, "Why don't you talk to him and let him leave the school."

"Forget it," Zhou Yang shrank his head, "It takes a lot of courage, and I'm lacking for the time being."

"Why don't you tell me?" Zhou Yang looked at Yan Zhuo expectantly.

Yan Zhuo was silent for a moment: "I know."

It was a sunny Wednesday, and when Yan Zhuo woke up, Song Yan was standing by the window on the phone.

The golden sun hit him, peaceful and warm.

Yan Zhuo pricked up his ears and listened. From his few words, Yan Zhuo guessed that the opposite should be Song Qiao.

When Song Yan hung up the phone, Yan Zhuo couldn't help but ask, "How is Ya Ya now... how is it?"

He was in a hurry back then, and because of his troubles with Song Yan, he didn't say hello to Song Qiao and the others before he left City H.

Song Yan turned around, and the backlight was facing him. Yan Zhuo couldn't see his expression clearly. After a long time, he heard him say, "I left three years ago."