People, there are always some subconscious ostrich behaviors at critical moments.
Ms. Laura is typical.
Her eyes widened, she stared at Yan Suizhi for a century, and finally asked aloud, "Are you trying to scare me on purpose?"
She was so frightened that she even split her throat, and her voice seemed very soft.
"You—" She cleared her throat, suppressed her voice, and made herself less imposing, "is it because I pinched you without saying hello last night and teased you so many times, so you are now Are you kidding me?"
This logic seems to hold.
The more Ms. Laura said, the more she felt that it was possible, and she successfully gave herself a booster, and her face gradually improved.
Yan Suizhi: "..."
He had told Laura that he hoped she would forget what happened yesterday, but the unlucky girl insisted on mentioning it again today.
It's not trying to die, or it's running on the road to death, getting stronger every day. This is really what Laura can do.
Dean Yan nodded in admiration.
The body language was so broad and profound that poor Miss Laura misunderstood the meaning of the nod.
She seemed to grab a life-saving straw, and immediately let out a long sigh of relief: "Really? It's deliberately scaring me, I'll just say it... But I have to admit that you were very successful at scaring me. It's all stopped!"
"The palms of my hands are sweaty now." Laura spread out her two paws and showed it, it was really shining.
Yan Suizhi couldn't bear to sell it so badly.
He walked over to the table, put the glass at random, pulled the chair in front of him and sat down on Laura.
He was thinking about how to be more polite and less impactful on this girl.
But Laura, the little master of death, doesn't give a chance at all—
She took out a piece of sterilizing paper and wiped her fingers, and glanced at Yan Suizhi again: "Okay, I was scared, and the place is back. I'm not kidding now, what should I call you? "
Yan Suizhi clasped his hands on the table and nodded, "Okay, no kidding."
He thought about it and said, "You may not be able to pronounce your full name, or just follow your previous habits, teacher or professor, whatever you want."
"..."
Professor Yan Da has used the gentlest tone, but it is still useless.
From her still state, Ms. Laura's heart may have stopped beating again.
Gu Yan also pulled out a chair, sat down beside Yan Suizhi, and added in a calm tone, "Teacher can't do it, call Professor."
"… "
Yan Suizhi looked at him angrily.
Qiao finally took off the blanket, sat upright and coughed dryly, "Or call me the dean like me."
Their reactions completely confirmed Yan Suizhi's identity.
The scene became suffocating at one point.
Judging by Ms. Laura's face—
Can't see anymore. Ms. Laura had poked out, completely cold.
Less than five seconds after it was cold, she slammed the body again.
"No, wait! What are you doing?" Joe was the closest to her and quickly grabbed her.
Laura: "Find the rope."
"Looking for a rope?" Master Qiao looked puzzled, "Why are you looking for a rope?"
Laura: "Hang it."
Joe: "… "
He suddenly felt that there was no shame in kneeling in front of the treadmill. Look, there are people who are going to perform suicide.
"Don't make trouble." Young Master Qiao advised as a friend, "You still have to ask the hotel for the rope. You can't find it here. Besides, where can you hang it?"
Laura was dragged back into the chair by him, and after a moment of slump, she reached out and grabbed his blanket, grabbing it and covering her face.
"Give it to you." Master Qiao was very generous.
Laura covered herself under the blanket and collapsed: "What have I done... I don't want to live... "
She probably really didn't want to live, so she wrapped herself up like a grave, motionless.
Yan Suizhi didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Aren't you breathing?"
"Don't breathe," Laura said in a gruff voice, "I don't want to show my face."
Master Qiao was very emotional: "What a familiar scene, it seems familiar. Did you see me like this last time?"
"So what's wrong with you?" Yan Suizhi asked angrily, "I thought about it, didn't I do anything to you back then?"
Qiao waved his hand obediently and said against his will, "No, no."
Lawyer Gu was very rational: "If you ask in person, what answer do you expect to hear?"
Yan Suizhi "tsk", "Did I ask you?"
Probably because of more than one shame, but also Joe the pioneer.
It is also possible that Yan Suizhi's attitude was bland and ordinary, and his attention was not entirely on Laura, and he just took care of Laura's shame.
So she calmed down a little, and spoke again in a loud voice: "Professor... Are you really a professor?"
"What do you think?" Yan Suizhi said.
Everyone called the professor, what else could you think.
"You didn't get into that explosion, did you?" Laura asked again.
"That's it."
"The cemetery isn't real either?"
"Probably put some commemorative items in the same way as normal explosion accidents."
"There will be no response to texting you in the future, right?"
"Of course." Yan Suizhi's tone was gentle.
"Can the winter wine party continue?"
"If you want to get together."
"I want to." Laura finally lifted the blanket, revealing her red eyes that were about to cry, "I really want to."
She covered her eyes with both hands, the red tip of her nose between the white hands.
After a while, she sniffed hard, put down her hands and smiled at Yan Suizhi with red eyes, "That's great..."
"Then don't cry." Yan Suizhi took out a sterilization paper and handed it to her.