"you……"

"No need." He Chen turned his eyes away, lowered his head and stuffed his clothes with his right hand.

However, the clothes that can be easily arranged on weekdays began to sing against him at this moment. As soon as the left side was stuffed, the right side ran out, and as soon as the right side was stuffed, the left side became wrinkled again.

After going back and forth several times like this, Shen Lan finally got impatient. He stepped forward and snatched the hem of the shirt from He Chen's hand, and stuffed it neatly into the suit trousers.

"It's just whirling, those who don't know think you are embroidering."

"Change at your speed. When we leave here, the rehearsal will be over."

He reached out and took the belt from the stool, put it on from left to right, and finally gathered it at He Chen's lower abdomen.

"Don't move, there seems to be something wrong with the buckle of this belt."

Shen Lan bent down to adjust the position of the lock, but the stuck place was really a bit difficult to solve. He tried several times without success, not only his brows became tighter and tighter, but also he got closer and closer.

The warm breath patted on the thin fabric with the sound of steady breathing. He Chen lowered his head and could see Shen Lan's hair twirling and his hand adjusting the lock.

The skin on the back of the hand is as white as snow, and the light blue blood vessels on it are pulsating slightly, coupled with Shen Lan's current posture, from He Chen's perspective, it looks like...

Snapped!

The crisp slap sound was deafening in the small space. Shen Lan looked at the back of his hand that had become red, his eyes were full of disbelief, and a second later, the anger rushed to the top of the sky.

"He Chen, what the hell are you beating me for? The young master condescended to tie a belt for you, aren't you happy?!"

"What, want to fight? I'll accompany you!"

"No……"

"There is no ghost!" Shen Lan angrily raised her hand in front of He Chen, almost poking the back of her hand into his eyes, "Then what's going on with the back of my hand, you didn't take it?!"

"It's really evil, it's rare for the young master to help you once and something went wrong."

"If it weren't for the fact that you are still wounded, I would have punched you back!"

"Whoever you love, I don't want to serve you anymore. You and this belt will wear out in this shabby place for a long time!"

boom!

Shen Lan changed her clothes in twos and twos, took the changed school uniform and walked out without even looking at He Chen.

The air suddenly became quiet, the erratic thoughts in the interlacing gradually returned, and the faintly boiling blood gradually returned to calm.

He Chen clasped the belt with one hand, and with the help of a clever click, the place where it was stuck was finally untied, but his emotions were not at all turbulent.

In this small changing room, He Chen looked at his right hand, and after a long while, he showed a slightly bitter smile.

He is very angry...

Shen Lan and He Chen's program was the third one in the program schedule for the freshman party. They followed the teacher's arrangement and went through the process step by step, but they didn't say a word other than that.

After the performance, the two returned to the dressing room. This time, due to the staggered personnel, there were many vacant cubicles.

He Chen carefully changed his school uniform avoiding his left arm, and when he walked out of the changing room, there was no sign of Shen Lan.

Nine o'clock in the evening is the evening self-study time of the third quarter of the second year of high school. The teacher on duty is usually not the teacher of the class, so the discipline of evening self-study is not particularly strict.

In order to avoid disturbing others, He Chen entered the classroom through the back door, and sat back in his seat after seeing the teacher nodding in agreement.

The people next to him fell asleep on the table after seeing He Chen return to the classroom, out of sight and out of mind, leaving only the round back of his head.

Seeing his refusal to communicate, He Chen hesitated for a while before taking out a piece of fruit candy from his pocket and stuffing it into Shen Lan's table hole calmly.

I saw before that Shen Lan likes to put more sugar in her milk tea, so she probably likes sweets more.

A few seconds later, He Chen saw that he still hadn't moved, so he took out another piece of candy from his pocket and stuffed it in.

Just like this, one piece after another, one piece after another, finally when He Chen was about to stuff the seventh piece of candy, his wrist was suddenly grabbed by Shen Lan.

The other party frowned and took his hand out of the table hole, looked at the fruit candy in his hand, and sneered in a calm voice: "A few pieces of fruit candy just want to send me away, it's a dream!"

After saying that, Shen Lan grabbed all the candies in the table hole and put them back on He Chen's table, then turned her head and knelt down again to ignore people.

Seeing that he was unmoved, He Chen had no choice but to put away the fruit candies silently. Just as he was about to try to apologize in another way, a dull voice suddenly came from beside him, and there was a hint of awkwardness in the words..

"I want to drink milk tea."

"Um?"

Shen Lan angrily turned her head and opened her eyes, looked at He Chen and said in a low voice, "I said, I want to drink milk tea."

"Hot cocoa, poplar nectar, taro paste bobo, I want a big cup, iced, seven-fen sugar, I don't care if you buy it."

"Okay." Hearing this, He Chen's suppressed thoughts finally warmed up. He took out a medium cup of poplar nectar from the table hole and handed it to Shen Lan, and said softly, "This, can I mortgage it first?"

Shen Lan looked at the wall of the milk tea cup that was still covered with drops of water, and took it awkwardly after a while. The voice sounded very reluctant, but the corners of her mouth had already begun to rise slightly unconsciously.

"So-so."

"However, you still have to explain to me why you slapped me that time. I neither provoked you nor provoked you at that time. It wouldn't be because I was too close to you that I was slapped in vain, right?"

...that's true.

But such reasons obviously cannot convince Shen Lan, and He Chen can't explain directly, after thinking for a while, he finally said: "Recall that time."

"I recall?" Shen Lan pointed at herself and said in shock, "The problem of co-authoring still lies with me?!"

"Didn't I just remove the belt buckle, who knows why he is so difficult to untie?"

"Besides, the belt was hanging on your body at that time, of course I had to bend down to remove it..."

In the middle of speaking, Shen Lan seemed to realize something suddenly, and the words stopped abruptly when she reached her mouth. The original pale pink earlobes turned red visibly to the naked eye, and even her neck and cheeks were dyed an attractive pink.

Damn, no wonder, it was such a weird posture, it was almost as if he was giving He Chen... It's also strange!

No, wait a minute, when he went to remove the lock, he didn't think there was anything wrong with it, so how could He Chen think it wrong?

Is it possible...

Thinking of this, Shen Lan suddenly narrowed her eyes, her eyes flickered inexplicably, she stared at He Chen and said word by word: "There is something wrong with you."

As soon as these words came out, He Chen stopped turning the pages of the book instantly. At this moment, he seemed to hear his own heart beating wildly.

The author has something to say:

Brother Chen, control yourself!