Amidst his aunt's scolding, Lin Yan left the house.
Every time she tried to stand up, life always dealt her a fatal blow.
Her bad luck will probably follow her for the rest of her life...
In the end, Lin Yan could only call Wang Jingyang, the only friend he could ask for help in China.
"Hey, Lin Yan? A rare visitor! Why do you take the initiative to find me when you have time?"
"Gouzi... next month, can I live with you for a few days?"
On the other end of the phone, Wang Jingyang's voice paused slightly, "What's the matter? Don't you live at your aunt's place?"
"I can't afford to pay the rent this month." Lin Yan smiled wryly.
"What? Didn't you pay for your aunt's house?"
"Yes..." Lin Yan was helpless.
Wang Jingyang jumped up suddenly, "Fuck, this old woman with a black conscience! I said Lin Yan, how blind are you? Look at the white-eyed wolves around you!"
Lin Yan smiled: "Why, isn't there you?"
Wang Jingyang was taken aback for a moment, then snorted, and his voice was obviously a lot more cheerful, "It's good that you know! I'm near the University City, come and find me, sir, please fuck me!"
Lin Yan: "Okay."
Lin Yan looked at the hung up phone with a warm look in his eyes.
summer night.
At the gate of University City, the barbecue stalls are at their best time for business.
From a distance, Lin Yan saw Wang Jingyang with black earrings and dyed dark purple hair sitting there drinking beer.
Relying on his good looks, he really does whatever he wants...
If someone else changed their hair to this color, it would scare people to death, but he really managed it.
The young man's facial features are sunny and handsome, with a bit of rebellion between his eyebrows, a tall and straight figure, slender legs, casually wearing a black T-shirt and ripped jeans, he looks like an advertising model, just like walking in a girl's manga The hero who came out.
Even if it is placed in front of those hot little fresh meats in today's circle, it is not inferior at all...
There were many college girls at the barbecue booth, and the girls at the next table were secretly taking pictures of him with their mobile phones.
Probably because he spotted her, Wang Jingyang's eyes lit up, and he shook the wine bottle in his hand, "Lin Yan, here!"
Lin Yan also beckoned, then walked over and sat down opposite Wang Jingyang.
Lin Yan was wearing a white dress today, and her straight black hair, which was clear and watery, hung obediently over her shoulders.
Wang Jingyang glanced at Lin Yan up and down, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly, obviously disgusted.
"Can you stop dressing like this? Lin Shuya looks like a fresh and fresh Mori girl dressed like this. If you dress like this, it's as if I kidnapped you from the mountains!"
Lin Yan's head was full of black lines, "..."
What kind of ghost metaphor is this
Well, she really doesn't know how to dress up.
When I was a racing driver before, I didn't need to dress up.
Usually when in front of Han Yixuan, she would dress according to his favorite style.
Later, when she entered the entertainment circle, she would wear whatever Lin Shuya asked her to do.
As for herself, she has no requirements for these at all, she can wear a plastic bag.
Just as Lin Yan was about to speak, an inexplicable feeling suddenly flooded his body, and he subconsciously glanced around.
Her gaze slowly scanned for a week, and finally, it fell under the shade of the trees on the opposite road.
There, a black car was parked quietly.
Lin Yan stared at the black car window, unable to move his gaze away for no reason, as if an inexplicable force was pulling him...