Meng Zhiying frowned and called out again unwillingly: "Classmate Qi Yan!"
"I'm sorry, I have something to do, so I have to leave first." His distant thoughts were recalled, Qi Yan said the next sentence, picked up the coat on the back of the chair and hurried out.
Meng Zhiying looked at Qi Yan's back in shock, with doubts, confusion, and more of disbelief in her eyes.
He ran in the direction Luo Han left.
Luo Han walked alone on the street aimlessly.
Today, he suddenly felt that his feelings for his best friend were very strange. After going out, he was blown by the cold wind. He felt that maybe this was the bond between friends, and he was overthinking it.
I went to the coffee shop I usually go to to buy two cups of coffee, but I bumped into my friend chatting and laughing with that self-righteous woman.
In an instant, he was filled with anger. I don’t know if he saw Qi Yan or Meng Zhiying.
The strange feeling in my heart came up again.
Regarding Meng Zhiying, I have to say that he is somewhat interested. After all, since he was a child, there are women everywhere who compliment him, and almost no one dares to yell or stare at him.
As for Qi Yan, friends who grew up wearing the same pair of pants are familiar with each other, and their weaknesses and indulgences seem to be only open to each other...
Luo Han unconsciously compared his friend with a woman.
The more he thought about it, the more he couldn't figure it out. Luo Han's cold face once again had a layer of gloom, and his whole body exuded a repulsive aura of keeping strangers away.
"cold!"
Hearing a familiar voice from behind, Luo Han's pupils narrowed and he quickly turned his head, and sure enough he saw Qi Yan running towards here panting.
Seeing the fine sweat on his forehead, Luo Han couldn't help but frown and said, "Why are you running in such a hurry?"
"A-I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up with you..." Holding his knees with his hands, Qi Yan took a long time to calm down before he could speak normally.
"Why are you chasing me?"
"I want to go back with you."
Luo Han pursed his lips and looked at Qi Yan without saying a word.
Qi Yan met his obscure gaze, gently raised the corners of his mouth and raised a smile.
"Go back, there are still many documents to be processed."
"...Ayan, I think..."
"Let's go."
Seeming to be a little flustered, Qi Yan interrupted what he was about to say, reached out and took his hand, leading him towards the school.
His eyes fell on the hands held by the two of them. Luo Han suddenly figured out something. On a foggy road, he seemed to see the fog dissipate. The person in front looked at him with a smile on his face and reached out to him. one hand…
[The male protagonist’s favorability towards Qi Yan is +15, current favorability: 90]
The smile on Qi Yan's lips was like being bathed in sunshine, warming his heart.
From that day on, the relationship between Luo Han and Qi Yan was a bit subtle. Even other classmates were saying that the two did almost everything together.
It's no secret that the two young masters in the school are good friends, but they rarely ate together in the cafeteria before, let alone played ball together.
"Huh..." Qi Yan wiped his sweat with a towel, picked up the water and took a big sip.
"Don't drink too fast." Luo Han's voice came from his ears. Qi Yan turned to him and gave him a big smile, but was too tired to speak.
The two of them had been playing basketball for two periods. The girls were shouting outside the court. Qi Yan was a little excited. He accidentally played for a long time and was so tired that he couldn't breathe.
Compared to him, Luo Han seemed much more relaxed.
After a while, Qi Yan stood up to stretch his muscles and asked casually, "Aren't you tired?"
Luo Han looked at him and replied truthfully: "It's okay."
"Tsk." Qi Yan leaned over with a smile, suddenly reached out and pinched his cheek and pulled it: "What you said is so irritating!"
Luo Han held his naughty hand helplessly, wrapped it firmly in his palm and took it: "Don't make trouble."
"Who are you quarreling with?" Qi Yan showed a rare temper and hummed: "Call me next time when you go for a morning jog."
"Will you get up?"
"Why not, don't underestimate me!"
"Okay, I'll call you next time."
[The male protagonist’s favorability towards Qi Yan is +5, current favorability: 95]
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