Quick Transmigration: The villains don't follow the routine!

"Ye, classmate Ye, I, I like you, can you..."

The girl opposite finally mustered up her courage and stumbled.

"Sorry." Ye Han shook his head.

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, Ye Han saw that the light in the girl's eyes disappeared and turned into sadness and loss.

"But can you think about me... I really like you, I have been paying attention to you silently, I know what you like..."

I don't know if it's because of being rejected. The girl is a little emotional, and it seems that she has a rough history of secret love that she wants to talk about.

Ye Han couldn't help but sneered in his heart.

Does she have anything to do with him? He didn't even know who she was before, and he wasn't interested in hearing it.

Impatient, just about to say the words of refusal, Ye Han suddenly thought, is she treating him the same way?

Helplessly listening to how much he likes her, but in fact, do you just think, what does it have to do with her?

pursed lips.

Ye Han lowered his eyes, concealing the spreading darkness and discomfort, and said coldly: "Sorry, then you should know that I have someone I like."

After finishing speaking, he didn't bother to care about the girl anymore, so he turned around and left.

The place where they were filming was in the center surrounded by several teaching buildings. Ye Han stood by the fence on the fifth floor, so he could see the scene below.

No matter where she is, she is always the most eye-catching one in the crowd. At this moment, she is holding a thermos with a smile on her face, watching how other people act.

From time to time, someone asked for an autograph, and she signed them one by one in a talkative manner, with a heartless appearance.

I couldn't help but want to send a text message, but in the end, it was me who deleted every word.

What can be said, what can be said is superfluous, afraid that she will be impatient, afraid that she will not like it.

……

Song Le returned to the apartment at night, so tired that he just wanted to collapse on the bed. Although the shooting task was not heavy, he would spend a whole day there.

Standing or sitting is exhausting.

After a while, Song Le lay down, took out his mobile phone and wanted to make a call, but when he saw the time, he raised his eyebrows in embarrassment.

——Why is it ten o’clock?

That's still, forget it, in case it disturbs his rest.

Let's meet again later.

Throwing away the phone, Song Le went to take a bath, completely unaware that someone was staring at the screen from bright to dark, again and again.

Ye Han finally lowered his eyes, the sadness and sadness in his eyes turned into catalysts of darkness little by little.

Reluctance, reluctance, repression, can't repress it, he can't pretend anymore.

No matter how obedient and obedient he is, he can only continue to wait. He didn't have any desires at first, so it doesn't matter if he simply lives his whole life alone.

And now all the desires come from her...

Three months passed in a flash, and Song Le saw that there was a huge sum of money in the balance of the bank account, and he couldn't help but feel good.

When I was having dinner with Ye Han in the apartment at night, I realized that it had been a long time since Ye Han's cooking skills were much better than those in five-star hotels.

"Miss you."

Song Le smelled the fragrance of the vegetables, felt happy, squinted his eyes and said.

"What do you miss me?" Ye Han smiled softly, while peeling an orange for her.

"Think about your cooking skills, how can you be so good?"

It was so delicious that her stomach was tied down.

Hearing this, Ye Han glanced at her with a smile, and then said, "It's winter vacation, where do you want to go?"

"I don't know, you can't go to crowded places, and you can't go too far..."

Song Le poked the straw of the apple juice and thought about it.

Today's apple juice was inexplicably thicker than usual, Song Le frowned and stirred it with a straw.

Then Ye Han asked considerately: "If you're on vacation for the winter vacation, do you want to talk to your manager?"