"Really?" Shen Liangyu's eyes lit up instantly after hearing her words.
"Really, quite handsome!" Tang Youqing looked at him very seriously and nodded, "Let me tell you, size is the criterion for testing a handsome guy. On the TV I watched before, those special police guys are all handsome. So handsome!!"
"Hey..." Listening to her words, Shen Liangyu laughed like a fool.
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Yu Wanwan ran all the way to the subway from where they had dinner, and after sitting on the subway line 2 for about half an hour, they finally arrived at the station in front of Han Ye's house.
After getting out of the subway station, she trotted all the way again, and ran directly towards Han Ye's community.
It wasn't until she stood in front of Han Ye's house that Yu Wanwan felt a little nervous for no reason.
Seeing Han Ye immediately, what should she say to him, Yu Wanwan bit her lips lightly, stood at the door thinking for a while, but couldn't figure out why, but her heart beat faster and faster Get more panicked.
After dawdling like this for a while, she finally took a deep breath and rang the doorbell of Han Ye's house.
"Ding dong, ding dong." After the doorbell rang a few times, there was no sound from inside.
What's going on, isn't this guy at home?
Yu Wanwan hesitated for a moment, but directly entered the password on the combination lock of Han Ye's house, opened the door and went in.
The house was quiet, and the restaurant was messy.
There are some empty beer bottles lying on the dining table, and the takeaway orders seem to be thrown there without taking a few bites.
Looking at the situation in front of her, Yu Wanwan couldn't help frowning, turned around and walked towards Han Ye's room.
Pushing open Han Ye's door, the room was dark, the curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows were not drawn, and there was faint light shining through the window glass.
On the big bed in the middle of the room, there seemed to be a figure curled up there without even a quilt.
Yu Wanwan walked to the bed and took a look.
Han Ye was sleeping peacefully on the bed, his jet-black hair was messily scattered on the bed sheet, a pair of delicate eyebrows were tightly furrowed in his sleep, his originally pink lips turned pale now, and on his delicate cheeks , there is no blood at all.
He looked haggard, a little thinner than he looked two days ago.
Such a big incident happened in the family, and he just carried it silently by himself.
Yu Wanwan looked at him, inexplicably feeling distressed and angry.
She reached out and pulled the quilt at the end of the bed, covered him carefully, and tucked the corners of the quilt for him, then walked to the French window, and stretched out her hand to close the curtain.
As soon as the curtains were drawn, the whole room was suddenly dark.
Yu Wanwan took out her mobile phone, illuminated the road under her feet with the faint light of the mobile phone screen, walked out of Han Ye's room cautiously, and closed the door for him by the way.
In the living room outside, the lights were still bright.
Yu Wanwan put away her mobile phone, sighed softly, and began to resign herself to tidy up the dining table and clean up.
That night, Han still didn't sleep well.
In the dream, he was walking alone on a dark path, surrounded by darkness, no light could be seen, the road under his feet seemed to have no end, no matter how he ran, he seemed to be standing still.