Yuan Junrui naturally withdrew his hand and smiled towards Ling Chunan: "Since the little brother has something to do, I will leave first."
Ling Chunan smiled back, "Thank you, Senior Yuan."
Back in the car, Tang Shouxu took Ling Chunan's right hand and stroked it, "Baby just shook hands with him?"
"Well." Ling Chunan looked at Tang Shouxu, "Did you see anything?"
Tang Shouxu nodded, "This person is not simple. He is more moral than you now, although you can't tell if there is any malicious intent, you have to be careful."
Such a powerful hidden figure? 098 tried hard to recall Yuan Junrui's performance just now, except for his unusual composure, he really didn't see anything different.
Ling Chunan was not particularly surprised. Although he might not be as high as Yuan Junrui, he could sense what he had left on him before, and he didn't remove it, but just wanted to see what he wanted to do.
But since Tang Shouxu found out, that's fine.
Seeing Ling Chunan's thoughts, Tang Shouxu gently tugged at his face, "Baby if you have anything to help, just ask me to go, don't risk it yourself."
"Okay." Ling Chunan smiled and leaned forward and hugged Tang Shouxu, "Axu is the best."
Tang Shouxu's body froze, and his eyes darkened a lot. After a while, he gently patted Ling Chunan's back and kissed Ling Chunan's earlobe, "Sit baby, it's time to drive."
After Ling Chunan sat upright, Tang Shouxu fastened his seat belt and started the car.
098 took this opportunity to quietly ask, "Host, why is the grown-up being so reserved this time?" The host jumped on it and didn't respond. If it wasn't for that look, it would have thought that the grown-up was cold this time.
Ling Chunan: "I will be fifteen next month."
098: "..." It actually forgot that the host was underage.
After that day, maybe because of the busy last semester of high school, or for other reasons, Yuan Junrui rarely had time to exchange feelings with Ling Chunan, so until the end of the college entrance examination, Ling Chunan and Yuan Junrui maintained their relationship. The relationship between passers-by is far and near, but Han Chen, the male protagonist, comes to Ling Chunan from time to time to brush his presence, and the relationship between the two seems to be much better.
On the day of the end of the high school entrance examination, Ling Chunan came out of the examination room. Many classmates greeted him. He responded one by one, pretending that he didn't see several girls blushing and pushing and shoving before saying anything. Han Chen asked, "Brother Chen, aren't you going to class today?"
Han Chen glanced around at Ling Chunan's eyes, and stretched out his hand to pull him, "Let's talk while walking."
Finally breaking through the crowd, Han Chen breathed a sigh of relief, he wiped his sweat, "Xiaoyan, you are really welcome."
Although Ling Chunan has only been at Nancheng Middle School for half a year, his popularity has been very high since the first day of registration. Everyone talks about him as just a few adjectives. He is good-looking, has excellent grades, and has a good character. Well, all in all a good student.
Based on this, Ling Chunan's fans in the school can't be counted. The few people who don't like trying to black him always seem to be unlucky. When Nan was drinking water, he injured his trachea and was recuperating in the hospital for a month. Now, when he sees Ling Chu, Nan is taking a detour.
Ling Chunan didn't ask who wrote these things, but 098 had a lot of guesses. It felt that either Tang Shouxu, the calf-protecting guy, did it, or the host, the vengeful ghost, did it, but it didn't dare to say it at all. .
After hearing Han Chen's words, Ling Chunan smiled embarrassedly, "Where? Brother Chen is joking."
"Haha, don't be humble, I came here just now and heard at least five or six people who plan to confess to you after the exam." Han Chen smiled heartily, "If I hadn't pulled you out, I guess you would have been surrounded by girls now."
"Brother Chen, don't make fun of me," Ling Chunan also laughed, "Why are you here?"
"There's no class in the afternoon, so I'll come and see you." Han Chen took Ling Chunan's schoolbag, "How was the test?"
"It's okay, there's no problem with this school." Ling Chunan replied easily.
"Ah That's good."
Then Han Chen started to talk about some interesting things that happened recently, Ling Chunan didn't interrupt him and listened with a smile.
098: "Host, why do I think this male protagonist is weird?" Since the first official meeting before, the male protagonist's attitude towards Ling Chunan has been unbelievably warm, and no matter how cold Ling Chunan is, he will always Enthusiasm undiminished, it does not believe that he has no intentions.
"Huh?" Ling Chunan said, "Did you just find out now?"
098: "Huh?"
"I thought you had already seen that he was coveting my beauty." Ling Chunan said again.
"..." 098, who was successfully choked again, did not notice the deep meaning in Ling Chunan's eyes.
"By the way, isn't Uncle Tang coming to pick you up today?" Han Chen looked around at the school gate, but unexpectedly didn't see Tang Shouxu's car.
"Well, he has something to do today." Ling Chunan replied by touching the mark on his wrist.
"Is that so, does Xiaoyan want to go to dinner together? Just take it as a celebration that you have finally passed the exam." Han Chen invited.
Ling Chunan hesitated, "But..."
"It's just a meal, your brother Yang is here, won't Xiaoyan not be honored?"
Ling Chunan looked at the time, "Alright then, but I have to go home before nine o'clock."
"No problem." Han Chen replied with a smile.
In the past six months, Han Chen has grown a lot taller, but Ling Chunan has not changed much, so now it seems that he is a head taller than Ling Chunan.
Han Chen's ordinary facial features have also grown a lot. Although he has not become handsome and handsome, it is much more pleasing to the eye than before. At least in the past few months, Ling Chunan has seen several girls sending him love letters. .
098: "Why does the host want to go home at nine o'clock?" The adults have never restricted Ling Chunan's activities, and in the original text, the male protagonist encountered another turning point in his life tonight. Why did the host leave so early
Ling Chunan didn't answer, went to the carport to get the bicycle, and went to the city center with Han Chen.
The hotel is a middle-to-upper-star hotel in this city. The price is not expensive in Ling Chunan's view, but the taste is well-known in the industry, but even so, this is obviously not something that an ordinary student like Han Chen can consume. affordable.
Ling Chunan glanced at Han Chen, and Han Chen showed him an innocent smile, "Go in."
098: "Host, Boss Cao's family, the security guard of your community, and a few friends are all here." It can be said that the acquaintances who are close to Ling Chunan are all here.
But I don't know if it was intentional or not, Han Chen did not invite Yuan Junrui.
After dinner, Ling Chunan said goodbye in advance, refused the request of others to send him, and walked towards his community on a bicycle.
"Host, your schoolbag is still with the male protagonist." 098 reminded.
"Well." Ling Chunan replied, "I know."
At this time, it was already dark, but the summer night did not feel very cool. The private cars stuck on the street were honking their horns anxiously, and the air was filled with the smell of car exhaust and dust.
"Xiaoyan." At this time, Han Chen rode his car to catch up. He wiped the sweat from his face and said with a smile, "Fortunately, you didn't go far."
"What's wrong?" Ling Chunan stopped the car and turned to ask.
"Your schoolbag." Han Chen pointed to the bag hanging on his shoulders, his eyes full of smiles.
"Thank you, Brother Chen." Ling Chunan smiled at him.
Han Chen waved his hand and looked at the sky, "It's getting late, I'll take you back, I don't worry about you going back alone."
"it is good."
At this time, the street lights were already on, and the two turned into a street while talking.
The difference between this street and other streets is that it is very quiet. After entering, it seems to have entered a different dimension. Although no ghosts were seen, 098 was still a little panicked. "Host, do you think this road is particularly gloomy?"
"098, you think too much." Ling Chunan said.
"..." It didn't!
Ling Chunan asked again, "What time is it now?"
098, who was accustomed to the jumping thinking of his host, replied obediently: "Back to the host, eight thirty."
Ling Chunan: "Well, it's still early."
Then Ling Chunan and Han Chen walked for another half an hour before they stopped and snorted.
"Xiaoyan, what's wrong?" Seeing Ling Chunan stop, Han Chen asked.
"Do you think that we have walked this street several times?" Ling Chunan asked.
"Is there?" Han Chen looked around, "It seems familiar."
"Well, look at the trash can at the end of the street, we passed it just now." Ling Chunan pointed to the trash can with a dirty little fluffy doll on the lid.
"Yes, we discussed it five minutes ago." Han Chen finally realized the problem, his expression became solemn, "Did we encounter something dirty?"
Ling Chunan shook his head, looking helpless, "I don't know either."
Han Chen reached out and patted Ling Chunan's shoulder, "It's alright, it'll be alright."
098: "Host, it's nine o'clock."
As soon as 098 finished speaking, several street lamps that were still on just now suddenly dimmed, and the surroundings suddenly fell into darkness.
Han Chen subconsciously stretched out his hand to hold Ling Chunan, but he was empty, "Xiaoyan, Xiaoyan?"
Ling Chunan stood in the dark, obviously much calmer than Han Chen.
He made a gesture, then took a step back, and the world suddenly brightened.
"Host, what are you doing?" Up to now, 098 still doesn't understand that all this is done by its own host. No wonder it felt so familiar with the yin around it just now. borrowed.
The ghost hitting the wall just now was probably made by Ling Chunan, who blamed him for not seeing the small movements of his host when he turned into this street.
After listening to 098's question, Ling Chunan's tone was very relaxed, "It's nothing, I'll make a game."