Yun An Lok

Jing An's eyes were a little cautious, and his hands were tightly folded under the desk, which was swollen red from being strangled due to excessive force.

Chao En on the stage pondered for a while, his eyes narrowed, and then he responded softly and loudly: "In this case, let's... Lin Jingan, everyone, take care of me in the future!"

I haven't seen him for a year, but his official accent is quite slippery.

Chao En didn't even look at him, but said nonchalantly: "Please sit down."

Only then did Jing An let go of his fingers, his whole body was numb from head to toe, and he broke out in cold sweat on both sides of his temples.

The heartbeat sounded like a stone avalanche.

After a while, the simple meeting was over.Before leaving, Chao En looked around and pointed in Jing An's direction, as if recalling: "That... the Chinese class representative, come here!"

Before he finished speaking, Jing An stood up with a "boom", and was greeted with surprised looks from around him, which made him somewhat embarrassed.

Jing An followed behind him step by step, and the faint fragrance of saponins wrapped in the summer wind, greeted his face like a cattail fan blowing.

Familiar, whirling in vain in the dream, ghost-like longings burst out of the cocoon.

Thousands of sorrows and sorrows, really and truly disappear.

It turns out that my love, hate, and madness have always only grown for one person.

Chao En's pace slowed down a bit, as if he wanted to wait for him intentionally, Jing An knew how to catch up quickly, and walked side by side with him.

With a briefcase in his hand, he casually raised a common topic: "Lin Jingan, does your family live here?"

Jing An was taken aback, he didn't expect him to ask these questions, so he had to answer truthfully: "Well, Mr. Shen, I usually live with my relatives."

Classmate Lin.

Teacher Shen.

You see, what a score!

"What kind of sisters and brothers are there in the family?"

Jing An suddenly felt a little angry, he clearly knew everything, clearly...it was on purpose.

"Oh, I used to have an older brother who was pretty good-looking and good at studying, and I often pestered him to sleep with me." Jing An choked on purpose, and looked at his surprised face, with a kind of counterattack and victory. I secretly rejoiced.

"It's just that I found out later that I don't like him as my brother much anymore!"

Chao En probably heard the implication of these words, and his pretty brows were slightly frowned into a neat path, intending to distract the topic.

But Jing An answered the words as if no one else was there: "He is proud and stubborn, he refuses to say anything, he just likes to keep it to himself."

Jing An cleared his throat: "I don't like his appearance of deceiving himself and others when he encounters troubles, but I tried to change him but failed, so we parted ways a year ago. To be honest, I have missed him a lot this year , but if I had to do it all over again, I would still do it that way without any hesitation." Jing An looked at the long and endless corridor, his steps were firm, and there was an unquestionable arrogance in his eyes.

"Lin Jing'an, enough is enough, you have had enough!"

Chao En suppressed his anger, and his right hand holding the briefcase almost burst out with veins, as if all the depression and anger in his body were moving and accumulating in this tiny spot at the same time, so that he was blood red to the bone and could not bear the weight.

"I didn't play. In front of you, I never had the slightest hypocrisy."

Chao En let out a muffled snort, turned his head sideways and looked into his eyes with a hidden knife in a smile. There was only a slight difference between his lips, and the faint breath from his breath softened Jing An's bone marrow and flesh like an electric current.

"Then do you want to play?" His eyes were full of dark tides, extremely evil and coquettish.

Before Jing An could reply, he resumed his original posture and continued to walk step by step.

"Oh, yes, I forgot to ask you..."

Taking advantage of the interrogation, Jing An replied, "As long as it's something you want to do, such as burning, killing, looting, perpetrators, or... finding someone to spend the rest of your life with, I, Lin Jingan, will accompany you even if the end of the road is dead."