In the middle of the night, Si Yan woke up in a daze. She was about to raise her hand to rub her eyes, but she found that she could not operate.

He stood up slightly, leaned half against the head of the bed, and turned on the night light next to him...

It's Shi Qi.

She fell asleep beside the bed.

Si'an gently touched Shi Qi's cheek with his other hand, and the warm and soft light gave him a little realism under the hazy light.

As the days passed day by day, his worrying mood did not stop.

After this summer vacation, I will be my second year of high school.

The girl will transfer to school as soon as the new semester comes.

Shi Qi's misfortune arose because of her.

Even though Shi Qi knew everything now, she couldn't help but worry.

"Sure enough, you still have to watch you all the time before you can feel at ease."

He lowered his head slightly, hesitated for a moment, and gently spread his hands open, got up and carried the little squirrel onto the bed, and covered it with a quilt.

…

Time flies very quickly, and several people stayed at Yang Xiao’s house for more than half a month.

The new semester is about to start, so everyone packed their luggage and prepared to leave.

While packing delicious food for them, Yang Xiaoling said, "I have printed out all those photos and put them in the study."

Xu Wei's eyes lit up, "I'll help you get it!"

As he said that, he was about to go upstairs, but Zhou Yi grabbed the back collar and said, "You haven't even packed your luggage yet."

I really lost sight of it, "I'll get it."

Yang Xiaoling: "Yeah, just put it on the table, you can see it when you go in."

I was late to go upstairs, and as soon as I entered the study, I saw a scattered photo on the black desk.

He folded the photos one by one, and some of them were pressed under the book. He moved the book away to get it, but unexpectedly caught a glimpse of a contract.

Literary work signing contract.

Is Yang Xiaoling writing a novel?

Huichi's curiosity surged in his heart. He took the contract and took a look at it casually, and finally came up with an outline.

His eyes widened, incredible.

Congratulations?!

Only hear the new people laugh, but not the old people cry?!

I'll go! This Yang Xiaoling is actually writing his and Si'an fan novel...

What can't bear is that he still suffers?!

What a joke, he would be an eight-foot man with a bloody and strong character. He was the one above, why was the one below?

etc…

If you say that, Yang Xiaoling can't like him at all, that is to say... he has always been self-indulgent?

"..." The mood suddenly became a little complicated.

He silently put the contract back, but secretly wrote down the name of the novel.

When he went back, he reported the novel to it.

When I went downstairs again, I looked at Yang Xiaoling, and it was no longer the same as before.

He really couldn't figure out how his pure brotherhood with Si An was imagined as love?

Si Yan took the bag and carried Shi Qi's suitcase, and threw the bag to him.

Huichi hurriedly threw the bag to Shi Qi, looking disgusted, "Go and go, take your own things!"

Shi Qi looked confused, "..."

Si Yan said with a slight slight voice, "This is your bag."

He picked up Shi Qi's bag, turned around and threw it on the sofa, "Take your own things by yourself."

Don't bother my weak little squirrel.

Will be late: "…"

Now he really feels like he only hears the laughter of new people but not the cry of old people.

Bah, illusion.

He picked up his bag and stepped out of the door.

How many people looked at each other, would they take the wrong medicine today?

Yang Xiaoling pursed her mouth and felt that she had new inspiration.

Shi Qi waved his hand, "Xiaoling, then let's go."
Chapter completed!