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Chapter 184 I originally set my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the ditch (27)

Yes, Yan Ran is such a person.

Unexplainable.

She did it when she wanted to, for no reason.

Those amber eyes were unexpectedly clean and bright, without any dark desires, nor any evil and calculations, they could see the bottom at a glance.

Song Wenjing suddenly felt that the flesh on the palm of his hand felt hot, and he almost had the urge to shrink back, like an electric shock.

But at the same time, he was reluctant to let go, as if he was greedy for the other's warmth.

Grabbing her wrist without refusal, Song Wenjing's tone was so forceful that there was no room for turning around.

"Follow me to the infirmary."

Of course Yan Ran didn't want to go, after all she was a person with a good face, not to mention she was still in front of him, so naturally she wouldn't show timidity.

but……

The wrist really hurts so much that Yan Ran wonders if it's misplaced. This is no longer a matter of losing face.

In the end Yan Ran went to the infirmary.
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"There is a slight fracture in the wrist. Be careful recently, don't do strenuous exercise, and don't lift heavy things."

After the doctor tied the last bandage and gave instructions, he went to dispense the medicine.

Song Wenjing has been watching from the side all the time, never leaving.

When Yan Ran looked over, he quietly shifted his gaze away.

Some people are naturally indifferent, and feel out of touch with emotions or everything in the world.

They grow up in a dark and rotten environment, which inevitably exaggerates the black atmosphere. They are used to suffering, so it seems that suffering has become a normal thing.

No matter what, you can do it without changing your face and being indifferent.

But if someone holds a bloody heart in front of them, and let them taste a little bit of sweetness, they will be afraid instead.

Because they have never tasted or felt it, they don't know what sweetness is, so they will instinctively avoid or resist.

Song Wenjing didn't know why he looked away in a panic, only he could feel his secret embarrassment.

Those amber eyes were really captivating, Song Wenjing frowned secretly, which made him feel so embarrassed.

Of course, Yan Ran also noticed Song Wenjing's every move, and was stunned for a moment, the smile on the corner of his lips slowly bloomed, his eyes began to become interesting, the corners of his pale lips were slightly hooked, and his expression looked loose and playful.

"Student Song, judging by your expression, you haven't even talked about love, have you?"

Song Wenjing pursed her thin lips, her jawline was tight and stiff.

Yan Ran almost wanted to laugh out loud, Song Wenjing's reaction already explained everything, I'm afraid he hasn't touched any love since he was born, it's as clean as a piece of white paper.

Often this kind of person is like a double-edged sword.

A piece of white paper is enough to attract people to point out, to arouse the darkest side of the heart, but also clean and pure.

And because it is too clean, it is more likely to be stained black, and often this situation will backfire on myself, and I am afraid that both sides will suffer, and entanglement will continue.

The boy's brows and eyes suddenly curved vividly and viciously, and he touched the boy's shoulder on the ground with his intact hand, "I said," with a smile, casually: "Shall I introduce one to you?"

Her eyelids were half down, she was full of piss, she looked like a rascal who molested good women and men, but she had a good face, even if she showed such an expression, it would make people blush and heartbeat.

Song Wenjing was very annoyed, "No need!"

Yan Ran seemed to particularly like to tease him, and he liked to see his angry and annoyed look, which was much more pleasing to the eye than the usual stern face pretending to be serious.

"Student Song, are you shy?"

The lazy tone revealed a sense of laziness. After she finished speaking, she raised her hand to cover her mouth and yawned wearily, with natural tears seeping from the end of her long and narrow eyes.

I was already very sleepy, and wanted to lie on the table to catch up on sleep, but was forced to pull it out.

Now lying on the bed in the infirmary, Yan Ran was already sleepy.

Even so, she still didn't forget to tease Song Wenjing.

Song Wenjing seemed too angry to speak.

Yan Ran closed her eyes, and her voice also softened.

"I'll sleep for a while..."

Song Wenjing didn't know if he answered with a voice.

The moment Yan Ran closed his eyes, Song Wenjing found that his sight didn't seem to be under his control.

His sight was very strange, like a poor, penniless child looking at the delicate and beautiful music box in the window.

It is extremely longing, extremely looking forward to.

Yan Ran fell asleep very different from her usual appearance.

The slender and thick eyelashes were tightly closed, and the pale and sickly face was so defenselessly exposed under his eyelids.

The red mole on the tip of the nose shone like a diamond on that pale face.

"Yan... Ran."

The tip of the tongue touched the palate first and then put it down smoothly. The pronunciation of these two words rolled repeatedly in Song Wenjing's mouth.

He read it over and over several times, with a very low voice, as if he was afraid of disturbing Yan Ran, and it echoed in his ears like a curse.

again and again.

By accident, Song Wenjing raised the hand beside him very slowly, as if he was a scholar who was hooked by a ghost in the forest.

Just as the fingertips touched the long eyelashes, they were suddenly broken by a sound.

"Yan Ran, you—"

Song Wenjing quickly withdrew his hand, and with a swoosh, he withdrew his hand like an electric shock.

He quickly turned his head and looked over.

His eyes at that moment were a bit hostile, as if a wild beast had seized a prey hiding in the dark, or as if he had discovered an intruding intruder while patrolling the territory.

The pitch-black eyes were staring straight, fierce and fierce.

Somewhat frightening.

Shen Tangzhi's voice was almost stopped by this look, and those words stuck in his throat like a needle.

Fear surged up like a flood, and her hands and feet were cold.

Song Wenjing's face was obviously expressionless, but it seemed like he wanted to eat people.

"go out."

The two words were spit out coldly, without any emotion.

Before Shen Tangzhi could react, his hands and feet were weak.

After she came back to her senses, she didn't know when she had already walked out, and the cold wind blew up, causing goose bumps all over her body.

In just a short while, she broke out in a cold sweat.

how could be?

How could Song Wenjing have that kind of look, like an enraged dragon, roaring intimidatingly and threateningly at the thieves who wanted to steal his treasures.

But the person lying on the bed in the infirmary is Yan Ran.

Yan Ran is a man, isn't he?
Even so, why would Song Wenjing...

A dangerous thought flashed through her mind, but it was not within her guess, so she didn't take it to heart.

So what could it be?

　The next chapter will be posted later~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)