Qiao Yiran's mood was a bit complicated: I thought it was a little white rabbit, but I didn't expect it to be a big bad wolf in the skin of a little white rabbit.

After a pause, Qiao Yiran still reminded: "But they may use this as a reason to slander you for academic plagiarism..."

Chu Zheng nodded: "Understood, I will pay attention to preserving the evidence."

Thinking that Chu Zheng could still have such scheming, Qiao Yiran relaxed a little: under his own reminder, at least he would be a little bit prepared, so that he wouldn't be caught off guard by the other party's tricks.

The night is dark, the lights in the suburbs meander, and the lights flowing on the spacious road are like a river, spreading forward unknowingly.

When Qiao Yiran realized that he had already driven the car to the downstairs of his villa, he stepped on the brake in embarrassment: Originally, he only wanted to go around the school twice, and there were other people in the car, so why did he drive straight away? go home!

Qiao Yiran just wanted to turn his head and say sorry to Chu Zheng, but Chu Zheng turned his face away unexpectedly.

After taking off the black-rimmed glasses that were used as a disguise, Chu Zheng's eyes were so sharp that it was hard to look directly at them.

It was only then that Qiao Yiran suddenly discovered that this taciturn academic bully in the original owner's impression actually had a pair of pretty eyes.

His black pupils reminded people of the boundless darkness of the polar night.

This oppressive feeling is fleeting, as fast as an illusion.

Chu Zheng turned to Qiao Yiran's side, his smile was still soft and harmless: "So, today, you suddenly found out with your conscience, is it because of something special?"

This question was asked too much.

Qiao Yiran's heart skipped a beat, but he remained normal on the surface.

He smiled sheepishly, and played a misguided dandy to the fullest: "At that time, I just lost my head, and my brain was filled with water... Now that I am awake, why don't I come here to apologize."

Chu Zheng was silent for a while, he didn't seem to have any intention of getting to the bottom of the answer to this question.

The school bully changed the subject very understandingly: "It's so late now, and it's not easy to go back to my dormitory..."

Qiao Yiran had just confessed the shocking leak he had made. At this moment, he didn't have the confidence to refuse Chu Zheng's request.

Besides, in the middle of the night, he dragged him downstairs and refused to even take him up to sleep. As a fiancé, it seemed a bit too unkind.

He happily agreed to Chu Zheng's request: "Of course, I've come all the time. It's already this time tonight. It's because I didn't think carefully... You can stay here with me."

Chu Zheng smiled shyly.

This smile is actually pretty good-looking, the kind that is crystal clear and not stained with dust.

Qiao Yiran said silently three times in her heart: You can't judge by appearance!

Then he was still defeated by this sugar-coated cannonball.

Good and soft fiancé, the original owner really committed a crime...Even if you don't like it, you should get together and leave.

After all, the research results provided by Chu Zheng really saved Qiao's pharmaceutical company.

But the original body turned around and ruined the other party's research career.

True kindness will be repaid with revenge.

Qiao Yiran sighed, and felt that he should treat this poor fiancé better before breaking off the engagement completely.

Qiao Yiran led Chu Zheng to his upstairs bedroom, turned on the light, and asked him casually, "Do you prefer coke or milk? I'll get you something to drink."

Chu Zheng chose hot milk quite routinely.

The warm aroma of milk lingers in the quiet bedroom, making this ordinary night a bit warmer.

Chu Zheng held the warm white porcelain cup and lowered his head. From an angle that Qiao Yiran couldn't see, his smile was a little sly and satisfied.

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Qiao Yiran, as an ordinary rich second generation, is basically quite comfortable in his daily life.

The graduate program he is studying is actually a joint education program between the School of Communication and foreign universities, and the coursework is relatively easy.

After returning to China and playing at home for two years, Qiao's father saw that the children of other friends around him were about to graduate from graduate school, so he strongly urged Qiao Yiran to come and get a gold plating.

In private, Qiao Yiran likes to play and make trouble, but he bought a share in his friend's leisure club. He is a big or small shareholder, and he often invites friends to go there to form a game together.

The bar he went to last time was actually owned by another friend of his.

Qiao Yiran adapted quickly to campus life. After this rich second generation who rarely appeared on campus often came to class, he quickly became acquainted with the surrounding students.

There were even more familiar boys who enthusiastically invited Qiao Yiran to play basketball together after get out of class.

After the first class in the morning, Qiao Yiran thought about asking Chu Zheng to have a meal together at noon, so he accepted the invitation.

He sent a message to Chu Zheng: "Xiao Chu, I'm at school today, if you are free at noon, can we have dinner together later?"

Chu Zheng's message returned quickly.

Qiao Yiran didn't know how this top student who had to stay in the laboratory for a long time could reply to messages on his phone all the time.

"Well, I have time."

After a pause, Qiao Yiran's phone vibrated again: "Did you have no class this morning? How about I come to you now?"

Qiao Yiran had a strange feeling in his heart: Chu Zheng seemed to have a good grasp of his class schedule.

However, paying more attention to the living conditions of their lovers is indeed what many people do when they fall in love.

Qiao Yiran replied a message indifferently: "Yes, I only have class in the first big class this morning. But after class, my classmates invited me to play a game of golf. I guess it will be lunch time by then."

Chu Zheng's reply was still so quick: "Okay, I'll wait for you."

Qiao Yiran did some simple warm-up exercises with everyone, and the boy next to him had already pulled him and said a lot: "Next week, our college will organize a basketball league. To be honest, the people in our class are all struggling I didn't come together, we still lack a substitute in this class, do you want to think about it?"

Qiao Yiran doesn't have much interest in participating in this kind of activity: "We'll see the time then, I might not be able to come."

That buddy wasn't discouraged either, anyway, he was casting a wide net, and he caught every one he could.

The sunny weather, the hustle and bustle on the court is full of youthful atmosphere.

At the beginning, Qiao Yiran was not very familiar with his teammates, but after playing a few laps, the cooperation became more and more smooth.

The strength gap between the two sides is not very far, and the respective scores are quite stalemate. The teams on both sides are chasing after each other.

Facing the opponent's obstruction, Qiao Yiran skillfully made a fake move, and after a feint, he quickly turned sideways and dunked the ball hard into the basket.

There was a burst of cheers outside the arena.

After a hearty ball game, his teammates patted Qiao Yiran on the shoulder vigorously: "You boy, you have two brushes!"

"Let's go together next time!"

Qiao Yiran wiped the sweat off his face, and he also felt that the beating was quite enjoyable: "Okay, if you play again, call me!"

As soon as he turned his head, Qiao Yiran suddenly noticed another inconspicuous figure: this person wrapped himself up tightly, and secretly looked up from the sidelines wearing a mask.

Although he was standing at the back of the crowd, his gray hoodie and light blue mask covered most of his gentle and handsome face, but Qiao Yiran recognized it at a glance: Why is Chu Zheng here? ?

Chu Zheng still couldn't adapt to this kind of occasion with too many people, even though he had already blocked his face tightly.

At the moment Qiao Yiran successfully dunked, the boy next to him waved his hand excitedly: "Beautiful!"

Chu Zheng pursed his lips silently, and carefully moved a little further away from the crowd.

Those bustle, hustle and bustle and proximity will make him instinctively want to avoid them.

Only loneliness can make him feel safe from the bottom of his heart.

Crowds usually represent gossip, slander, and trouble.

"He's just weird."

"A person like that, who would want to get close to him."

"Nothing but experiments."

"His father was a murderer."

He has always lived like an outlier.

— but only that person is different.

He said that Xiao Chu will become a very good person in the future.

Even if surrounded by crowds, I still want to get closer.

I want to be closer to the splendid and dazzling world he lives in.

Qiao Yiran saw Chu Zheng who was waiting on the sidelines, he exchanged a few casual greetings, dismissed his excited teammates who still wanted to make an appointment with him for a ball game, and walked straight in that direction.

Chu Zheng suddenly realized that he had been spotted, and reflexively took several steps back.

Qiao Yiran has already thrown the mineral water she was carrying into his arms: "Don't run away! Why are you here?"

Qiao Yiran, who had just gone through a workout, still had an unbearable heat on his body. When he approached, the warm feeling made Chu Zheng feel like he was being burned.

Chu Zheng held the mineral water that Qiao Yiran threw over casually in his hand, and felt that he didn't know where to put his hand.

One of his hearts was still pounding: "I finished my experiment early today, so I came here to have a look."

- No wonder!In fact, the moment I heard him say "playing ball", I couldn't calm down and continue the experiment.

Exercising is indeed the best way to release your nature. Now Qiao Yiran is in an unprecedentedly good mood, and even thinks that Chu Zheng's trying to hide and dodge is a bit cute.

He joked casually: "Why, am I the dean? Are you so afraid of seeing me?"

Chu Zheng's ears quietly began to turn red.

Originally, he just wanted to take a peek, but he was caught directly. She feared that he just wanted to die on the spot.

Can time be turned back to 3 minutes ago!

Qiao Yiran patted Chu Zheng's shoulder casually, with a bright smile: "There are so many people watching, why are you embarrassed! Wait for me at the door, I'll go to the locker room to change, and I'll be here soon."

Looking at Qiao Yiran's ignorant smiling face, Chu Zheng nodded silently and obediently.

Actually it is different.

It is human nature to be close to warmth, tend to be beautiful, and like things with positive energy.

They just chase the light.

But I am different.

I want to capture that light.

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