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Yan Ran curled up on the sofa, sleepy as hell, but the system amplified the sad curse in her mind, waking her up all of a sudden, over and over again, until she suffered a mental breakdown.

System: You will always have to pay it back if you come out to mess around.

Hearing the footsteps, Yan Ran looked back subconsciously.

Jian Heng was still dressed in black, with long black clothes and trousers. He had a handsome face, and his brows were covered with a shadow that would never go away. He looked very cold, making people afraid to approach him.

Yan Ran showed a smile reflexively, as clean as a white magnolia flower blooming in the dark.

Jian Heng paused for a moment and said hello without any emotion: "Good morning."

He said hello for the first time, and although his tone was still cold, it was much better than before.

Yan Ran smiled and nodded to him.

Aunt Li who was standing next to her was shocked when she heard Jian Heng greet him. This was the first time she had seen Jian Heng like this after staying here for so long.

The two of them were eating together at the dining table. They were not far away from each other and there was no communication, but they seemed to be much more harmonious than usual.

Aunt Li was a little worried. It wasn't that she looked down on Jian Heng, a reform-through-labor prisoner who had come out of prison. It was just that the terrifying aura of desperado-like madness and evil that Jian Heng exuded was creepy.

And Yan Ran is too beautiful and too simple.

Two people with extremely different personalities are not suitable for living together or even communicating.

What's more, Aunt Li accidentally saw Jian Heng being ill once, and even thinking about it now makes her break into a cold sweat.

She hesitated to speak, and finally kept it in her heart and said nothing.

After finishing breakfast, Aunt Li secretly pulled Yan Ran to the kitchen.

"Ran Ran, you'd better not get too close to Mr. Jian..." Aunt Li lowered her voice and spoke sincerely.

Yan Ran tilted his head, as if he didn't quite understand what Aunt Li meant.

Aunt Li sighed. Although she felt that it was not good to speak ill of others behind their backs, she still couldn't help but persuade him, "Mr. Jian, he is a little different from normal people. Ran Ran, you may have just arrived not long ago. There are some things you may not understand well, so you should listen to my advice..."

Yan Ran blinked, his amber eyes looking even clearer.

Aunt Li didn't know why, but suddenly she didn't dare to look directly into those eyes and started to dodge.

Yan Ran wrote: No, the Mr. Jian I picked up was just like a normal person.

These words caught Aunt Li's eyes. At that moment, her expression suddenly became very ugly, as if she was trapped in some kind of terrifying memory.

"No, no, no, Ran Ran, you are still too naive. Do you know... He, he, will go crazy..."

This was a scene that Aunt Li had seen with her own eyes, and it was almost a nightmare in his life.

Yan Ran took Aunt Li's trembling hand and patted it comfortingly: Auntie, everyone gets sick, just take medicine and you'll be fine.

A broken mirror is difficult to put back together, but it can still be glued together.

Some people are not bad people from the beginning, they are just forced to become strangers that they don't even know.

Aunt Li still wanted to say something, but her eyes turned inadvertently, as if she saw something extremely terrifying, and her pupils shrank suddenly, almost shrinking into a line.

Yan Ran seemed to have a feeling and turned his head to look behind him.

Sure enough, someone stood behind me.

The tall figure appeared unconsciously like a ghost, appearing behind him silently.

Aunt Li turned pale with fright and her legs were weak.

With such a distance, it would be difficult not to hear it.

Compared to Aunt Li's fright, Yan Ran looked much calmer, with crooked eyebrows and subconsciously smiled at him.Jian Heng remained motionless, leaning against the wall lazily with his shoulders. He curved his lower lip in an imperceptible and slight arc, and the cold and cruel look in his deep pupils was unbridled.

He seemed to appreciate the fear others felt in his presence.

Yan Ran felt Aunt Li's hand trembling, looked over in confusion, and patted it twice to comfort her.

She turned to look at Jian Heng again, like the bright moon in autumn, with a soul-stirring beauty.

Aunt Li felt suffocated in such an atmosphere. She quickly found an excuse and left in a hurry, as if there was some evil spirit chasing her behind.

Yan Ran didn't seem to understand, and wanted to catch up in confusion, but was held back by Jian Heng.

"Don't you have anything to say to me?" Jian Heng was still smiling, but there was a cold and cold haze between his eyebrows.

Yan Ran reacted and quickly wrote in the notebook: Don't take what Aunt Li said to heart, Aunt Li is timid, that's why she said that.

Opening a pair of clean amber eyes, looking straight at him.

Jian Heng believes that he should be special to Yan, and Yan Ran is also special to him.

Shouldn't special people be treated in a special way?

But now, Yan Ran stood in front of him, raising his head, and Aunt Li was written every word in the notebook.

Just Aunt Li can be above him.

So it can be seen that Jian Heng is not special in Yan Ran's heart.

He stared at Yan Ran, that pale and delicate face with red eyes, and couldn't help but cursed fiercely in his heart: Liar!

Thinking of Yan Ran's willingness to smile for such a person, and his smile was so beautiful, it made people's hearts shake, and it was tempting to sin, and he was a waver in his heart.

Although Yan Ran's eyes were very clean and his smile was very clean, he just felt that it was an eyesore.

The man's dark pupils flashed with a chilling evil look, and the corners of his lips were pressed into a cold arc.

Strong and unfamiliar emotions surged through his mind, and the terrifying beast wanted to break out of the cage.

For a moment, he wanted Yan Ran to never laugh again.

The knives in the kitchen glowed with a cold light, so bright that they could reflect the figures.

Jian Heng's head began to feel pain again, and his jawline became imperceptibly tight.

His hand was held by someone, and the notebook was stuffed into his palm.

Jian Heng suddenly woke up from a dream and lowered his head in surprise.

Jian Heng was so tall that Yan Ran had to raise her head to see the man's face clearly.

She stared at Jian Heng, her amber eyes were like caramel, warm and tender, like a quiet lake.

The warmth that comes from the touch of your fingertips is warm and soft.

Miraculously, all his turmoil was smoothed away, and his mind was washed clean as if he had been fished out of the mud.

Jian Heng just lowered his head and maintained this posture, unable to look away.

Yan Ran motioned for him to read the book, then let go of his hand.

He felt the temperature drop rapidly where his hand left it, but the temperature still remained.

Repeat, refresh later, darlings