Kuai Chuan, fall in love with a fairy

Chapter 227 The Bamboo Horse Should Be Promised (43)

Originally, after Yu Jin was recommended, his studies should be much easier, but he became busy instead.

The school didn't let anyone go, and He You didn't see him for several days.

Dangling her little feet, she sat on the bed and called Yu Jin.

There was a pause for a while before it was connected, and only the noise of the wind howling could be heard.

He flattened his mouth again: "Ah Jin, don't you miss me?"

There was a faint smile in Yu Jin's eyes, he was standing alone at the corner of the stairs, the dim light hit the corner of his clothes.

The boy curled his index finger and tapped lightly on the screen.

miss you.

He accused him mercilessly: "Oh, you just talk about it, but you definitely don't miss me in your heart."

He You suddenly had a terrible thought, she stood up from the bed.

"Do you think I'm bored?"

Yu Jin knocked decisively twice.

Absolutely not.

"Humph."

He glanced at the clock hanging on the wall again, and put on her shoes excitedly.

"Then let's meet now!"

Now?

Although it is not too late now, it is already dark.

Yu Jin hesitantly knocked twice, he was not at ease to let He come out so late by himself.

He chose to ignore his answer again.

She had already put on her coat.

"Ah Jin, you pick me up at the school gate, I'll be there in a while."

After she finished speaking, she hung up the phone and sneaked her head out of the room.

Mama Tang, who happened to be passing by, patted her on the head.

"He probes his head, like a mouse."

He You: ...

What a real mother, who would compare her own daughter to a mouse.

She put on her coat and came out: "Mom, I'm going out."

Tang's mother pulled off the edge of the mask on her face, expressionless.

"To find Xiaojin?"

He nodded again: "Yes."

Tang's mother sneered: "I think you might as well live outside with others."

He was pleasantly surprised: "Is it really possible?"

Tang's mother continued to be expressionless: "Yes, I will tell your father later that I will let you change your surname to Yu."

He You: ...This must be a threat.

She changed her shoes and went out: "I'll be back in a while, mom, leave the door open for me."

Mama Tang wanted to lock the door for her.

After going out for a trip, Yu Jin, who immediately put on his coat when he came back, caught the attention of his teammate.

The boy poked him: "Don't tell me you're going to leave us and go meet your girlfriend at night."

The young man pursed his lips slightly and ignored him.

The boy touched his head, raised his head and sighed.

Sitting on the high mountain of lemons every day.

He gathered up his coat again, got out of the car and ran towards the school.

There is a snack street next to the university. It is brightly lit now, but it is still lively.

The boy was standing at the door waiting for her. His dark blue coat was almost hidden in the darkness, and the light cast a shadow under his tall nose.

He slammed into his arms again, his brows and eyes curved.

"Oh I miss you so much."

Yu Jin turned his head slightly, pursed his lips lightly, and raised the corners of his lips.

He tugged at his sleeve again: "Let's go play for a while."

Yu Jin obediently let her lead her.

Most of the people who came out to play at this time were young couples, and He and Yu Jin were caught in it, so they didn't seem obtrusive.

Yu Jin carefully protected He You, trying to keep the distance between her and other people as far as possible, and helped He You carry her snacks with one hand.

The phone in his pocket rang, and He reached out to help him get it.

It should be someone from their group.

Yu Jin lifted his chin slightly, motioning for He You to pick it up, and He You pressed the speakerphone.

The boy over there had a loud voice, yelling.

"Yu Jin! We're going to stay up late again tonight, bring us some supper when you come back."

He raised his eyebrows again: "What do you want for supper?"

There was an instant silence.

The boy's voice dropped an octave for an instant, appearing cautious.

"Brother, younger sibling?"

(End of this chapter)