It's better to soak you in instant noodles [Quick Transmigration]

"Hey, month of the month, this way!"

Hearing the voice, Meng Yile turned his head away, with a distant and warm smile on his face, "Okay, come on." He fiddled with the diving goggles in his hand as he walked, and a puddle of water that surged up from the side of the pool covered him naked. The soles of his feet were wet, and there was a crisp sound when he stepped on them.

Those two legs wrapped in tight swimming trunks were slender and long. After half a month, his skin turned white again, and now he looked as if his whole body was glowing.

When the boys in the same class saw his two long legs, they couldn't help whistling, which caused the girls next to him to chuckle, and Meng Yile's fair face was tinged with shyness in embarrassment.

Swimming lessons are scheduled after the military training is over. Because the school is located in the north, there are not many seasons suitable for swimming. After another month, students will basically not be able to touch cold water. However, swimming lessons are a basic consideration standard for the school. Progress, urging them to change their equipment as soon as the class starts, and dive in the water one by one.

There are mostly northern landlubbers in big B, and there are some who have almost never touched the water before. They seem to have lost their backbone after getting into the water, and they look very similar to big turtles.

Han Yue, a wealthy young man, is proficient in all kinds of martial arts, especially the aristocratic skills like piano and swimming.But unfortunately...Meng Yile, a low-level working people, happens to be a landlubber from the north.

Before he had time to call the system, someone hooked his neck and retreated into someone's arms.A familiar yet unfamiliar voice came from my ear: "What a coincidence, Han Yue."

Meng Yile glanced at the people around him: "It's really a coincidence, Xingchen." The inability to laugh or cry in his voice was vividly expressed.

Han Xingchen didn't raise any objection to what he said, as if he didn't hear the sarcasm implied in it, a pair of amber eyes resolutely looked at the undulating pool water, as if smelling the pungent smell of disinfectant inside from afar , frowning: "Let's compete, there will be rewards for winning."

Meng Yile pretended not to hear, looked at a group of beauties from the Conservatory of Music coming from a distance, and stuttered excitedly: "Did they all take swimming lessons with us in the future?"

Thin earlobes are also trending towards redder.

Then Meng Yile was thrown into the water, making the biggest water splash since the founding of University B, splashing all the beauties from the conservatory of music passing by the pool, causing several girls to express surprise cry.

Meng Yile blushed directly in the water, wanting to sink in it and not get up.

Meng Yile: [What to do 432 I can't swim. 】

432: [The water is very shallow. 】

Meng Yile: [No matter how shallow I am, I can't run to the finish line when I'm racing against the capture target, right? 】

432: [Then you are really famous. 】

Meng Yile: I can't refute it.

Here, one person, one system has not yet discussed the countermeasures, and Han Xingchen has already plunged into the water, and his movements and strength are very standard, which has attracted the praise of the boys and girls around him.

Even Meng Yile couldn't help throwing a little red flower at him.

The boy leisurely swam halfway through the book without realizing it, and when he was warming up, he took off his waterproof goggles and looked at the innocent boy, "Let's start?"

The boy pouted, "Do you really want to compare?"

Han Xingchen raised half of the corner of his mouth, put on his most smug and charming smile, and whispered in his ear: "If you win, I will let you take the initiative at night."

Before the last note fell, the boy on the opposite side reached out and covered his mouth. Whether it was the widened eyes or the frightened expression on his face, it made people want to bully him.

The desire to abuse in my heart began to awaken, a little itchy.

The boy stood on the spot with a half-smile and was covered by him, motionless like a saintly gentleman, but only the boy who suddenly retracted his arm to his side knew what the wet thing that slid across his palm just now was.

Meng Yile accuses the other party with aggrieved eyes: You just did something wrong.

The boy returned a natural kiss, "Come on, everyone is looking forward to it."

[The completeness of the strategy target is 1, the current completeness is 97, the host please continue to work hard (≧▽≦)/]

Half a quarter of an hour later, Meng Yile hung on the edge of the swimming pool gasping for breath, and he had no strength left to say a word. He, a landlubber who had never been in the water, remembered the sound of splashing water in his ears just now, and I have lingering fears, and my legs feel weak from fear.

Fortunately, 432 was there, otherwise he would have been able to get by with wild ways of rolling around and pretending to be dizzy today.

The boy next to him couldn't help panting after swimming back and forth, but compared to Meng Yile's dead dog look, he looked much more manly and chic.

To this, Meng Yile can only say: Without comparison, there is no harm.

And the young man who calmed down after panting for a while walked up to him, stretched out his hand to gently brush away the wet hair on the boy's forehead, and tugged at his white and tender earlobes that still had some drops of water, his eyes were full of teasing: "So Tonight we are going to unlock a new pose together... remember to eat more baby for dinner~"

Meng Yile bit his lip, trying to make a fool of himself, but Han Xingchen didn't give him this chance, he reached out and pinched the boy's lower lip, and Meng Yile, who had a miserable face, instantly turned into a funny duck-mouthed Meng. a joy.

Meng Yile cried out in his heart, he wailed: It's like riding this little goblin to death! ! !Why do you still lose when you are dominated by the system! ! !Not convinced! ! !

After returning home at night, the two of them planned to do something big. Han Xingchen was taking a shower in the bathroom when his cell phone rang suddenly.

Meng Yile was lying on the bed playing games with his tablet. He thought it was his mobile phone when he heard the sound. Suddenly realized - the photo should be of the stars.

However, the smile on Meng Yile's face couldn't be maintained in the next second, he flicked down the picture palely, looked at the column of address, phone number and parents' information on it, and was completely stunned.

There was a gameover prompt from the game on the tablet, but the boy couldn’t care about anything anymore. He just checked the information on the picture repeatedly and over and over again. Looking at the unfamiliar name and date of birth on it, he suddenly felt as if he had caught something.

Before he could grasp the feeling, the phone in his hand vibrated again, and the next message jumped into his eyes unexpectedly, and the words above made him completely frozen in place, and he didn't dare to move for a long time.

After taking a shower, the boy came out of the bathroom wiping his hair. He threw himself on the bed and hugged the sad-looking boy in his arms: "You lost the game again?"

But the boy suddenly pushed him away, his eyes were a bit questioning and confused, and he spoke with a trembling and uncontrollably sharp voice, "Is everything written on it true?"

Meng Yile handed the mobile phone screen in front of the wet-haired boy. The boy only glanced at it, and the playful and naughty smile on his face was replaced by nervousness. The boy immediately understood everything when he saw his expression, and nodded: "It all seems to be true."

Meng Yile dropped his phone and was about to run outside, Han Xingchen grabbed him and hugged him in his arms, "Where are you going, what do you want to do, where do you want to run to at this late hour?"

The boy struggled violently, he tried his best to break Han Xingchen's hand, but he couldn't break it apart. The two were in a stalemate for a while, Meng Yile finally let go of his strength and let the other party hold him, "Let go of me, Xingchen, I miss myself Go out for a while."

"Why do you want to go out? What's wrong with you not my brother, I will love you just the same, and you don't have to struggle and struggle, isn't it great, Han Yue, isn't it great?"

"Xingchen, do you know what you are talking about?...It turns out that I have no parents for a long time. It turns out that I have been occupying other people's parents and younger brothers...I will feel guilty and sad for the rest of my life..."

"It's not your fault. Why do you feel guilty? It's because of the nanny back then, because of the parents who threw the real Han Yue into the orphanage, and because they didn't want to accept a demented child. What did you do at that time?" I don't know, I don't know anything..."

But Meng Yile froze. Big tears fell from his eyes, but he didn't realize it. He asked with a pale face, "What did you say? Mom and Dad... already knew about it?"

It was only then that Han Xingchen realized that he had slipped his tongue in a hurry. He was stunned, and barely knew how to answer the boy's desperate gaze.

"It turns out that everyone knows it. They all know that I have no blood relationship with the Han family. I am the only one kept in the dark...Why are you all refusing to tell me? Why?"

"Tell you what to do, these things, tell you what to do... Is it meaningful to watch you grieve and struggle? Isn't it good for us to maintain the status quo? Just keep the superficial peace like this, isn't it good... "

Meng Yile shook his head: "I want to go back, I want to go back... Let go of me, I have to go back, I'm going to ask Mom and Dad..." He struggled to get out of bed, his whole body was already a little crazy, his body was shaking trembling.

Han Xingchen didn't know what was wrong with him, and wanted to persuade him a few more words, but found that the boy was not normal, so he coaxed him: "Okay, let's go back now, don't worry, I'll change into my clothes and stay with you, okay, wait for me 1 minute."

Meng Yile broke down and shouted: "I'm going back now, right away! Immediately!"

On the road, a boy who didn't even wear a shirt was pulling with a white T-shirt. It was already night, and there were not many vehicles on the road, but the speed was very fast. Consolation: "At the beginning of the month, have you ever thought about what our family will be like after these things are exposed? Is it still a complete family?"

The boy in the white T-shirt shook his head blankly: "I don't want to think about it anymore, I just want to go home, I just want to go home..."

The boy still wanted to persuade him, but the boy suddenly turned his head to look at him, his eyes finally focused. It was the first time that an obedient boy showed such stubbornness, and it was almost impossible for people to know how to persuade him.

Meng Yile looked at the tired-looking young man, and said bewilderedly: "So you're not my younger brother, Xing Chen... So you're not my younger brother... When did you know about this?"

The young man couldn't stand his torture, so he licked the corner of his mouth and said in a hoarse voice: "Before the college entrance examination, I skipped class and came home one day, just in time to hear my parents arguing in the study..."

"It's all so early," the boy wiped his eyes helplessly, "that's why you forced me so unscrupulously, right? Seeing me struggling in pain every day, don't you think it's very funny, maybe you still have it in your heart." Are you watching my joke?"

Han Xingchen shook his head: "That's not it. Listen to me at the beginning of the month. I didn't tell you this because I was afraid that you would leave me, but because I was worried about whether you would be able to withstand this blow after knowing... I'm sorry, but every day When you are struggling like this, I am also uncomfortable."

"You nonsense!" The boy yelled at him, "You lied to me Han Xingchen again, and you lied to me again! If you were really in pain, you wouldn't have told me such a story when you were watching the sunrise in Spain. What do you want to tell me? What, what do you want me to do? Do you just want to see me in pain... Now it's finally what you want, I'm in such pain... I'm in such pain..."

Han Xingchen hugged him tightly, "Han Yueyue, can you not do this, you know that I definitely don't think so, you know that I feel the same... Are you punishing me for what I have done to you? Lie, what I forced you to do, then you will take revenge on me all the same, what are you making trouble like this?"

【Ding!The completeness of the strategy target is 1, and the current completeness is 98. Congratulations to the host, please continue to work hard (≧▽≦)/]

The boy struggled in his arms for a while, then suddenly calmed down, and he whimpered softly in his ear, like a wounded little animal, "What should I do, Xingchen... what should I do, it turns out that I The 19 years I lived before are all blank...all are fake...It turns out that the person I kept calling my parents has nothing to do with me...and the person who should have all this is staying alone in the orphanage Li... what should I do..."

"Don't cry," Han Xingchen followed his back and hugged him tightly, "If you really feel guilty, we can go to the orphanage to pick up that person, anyway, the Han family can afford it... Let's have a good talk with our parents and think about how to make a decision, okay?"

After a while, Meng Yile finally nodded, and the two returned from the side of the road.

Han Xingchen and Han Yuechu climbed the mountain road for half a day, sweating profusely on his head and body. Han Xingchen handed a bottle of water to the boy beside him. The boy took a few sips in silence and returned it.

Han Xingchen looked at the silent boy and sighed helplessly in his heart. Ever since the boy knew the truth, he was immersed in his own world and hardly spoke anymore... They have been like this for more than half a month, and he is very worried ... I am afraid that one day the boy will not be able to think about it, and he will not be able to bear it.

But he had tried various methods, but none of them could make the boy speak successfully.

After climbing for a long time, the two finally arrived at the orphanage. After explaining their intentions to the dean, they saw the real Han Yue who seemed to have some problems. When they saw people, they kept giggling and asking questions for a long time. Only then did he answer a word indistinctly.

Meng Yile wanted to go over and talk to him, but looked at the man who was occupied by him, but felt guilty and did not dare to have any contact with him, Han Xingchen patted him on the shoulder reassuringly, "I don't want to see you Even if it doesn't matter, it doesn't have to be seen."

Meng Yile shook his head: "No, I owe him, I should pay it back." He walked in, and the three of them sat quietly for a while, chatting with each other, and then Han Xingchen was kicked out.

He was very worried, but the boy didn't want him to take it inside, so he could only come out and wait as he wanted.

Two hours later, Meng Yile came out. He seemed to be in a much better mood, and finally had a smile on his face. Han Xingchen went over and patted his head: "Why are you talking so happily?"

The boy smiled at him: "That's right, the way to make up for it."

Han Xingchen was stunned for a moment: "What compensation method?"

"It's nothing."

No matter how Han Xingchen asked, the boy just didn't open his mouth. After a few days, the two returned to the rental house, took a rest, and immediately bought a plane ticket to fly to the city where Han Yue's biological parents lived.

In the cemetery, a thin boy knelt between two stone steles. He reached out and touched a cold tombstone. He couldn't help shaking and said to himself with a sob: "So this is my mother," he said, turning his head and looking at the other. A stone tablet, "This is Dad... I'm more like Dad..."

The boy behind him had red eyes, he didn't know how to comfort the injured boy, he just felt that the sky was gray.

The boy continued: "I'm sorry, Mom and Dad, I didn't do my filial piety for you...I'm late...I'm sorry..."

Han Xingchen suddenly had a feeling that he couldn't grasp it. He looked at the boy kneeling on the ground and panicked uncontrollably.For no reason, I was in such a panic.But he didn't dare to ask the boy, and he didn't dare to give him any more stimulation.

【Ding!The completeness of the strategy target is 1, and the current completeness is 99. Congratulations to the host, please continue to work hard (≧▽≦)/]

In the end they returned to the Han's villa. Han's father and Han's mother looked at the two sons who had returned. They should have been happy, but now they were sitting on the sofa with serious expressions.

When they were questioned, they were still able to maintain their usual elegant demeanor. Han's mother comforted the most obedient boy: "At the beginning of the month, my father and I had no choice. How could such a son appear in our Han's house... How can he appear in our Han family... It has become a joke in the entire business circle, the company is facing transnational development, and the most important thing is to maintain its image... There is nothing we can do..."

Meng Yile shook his head: "No mom, you and dad, me and Xingchen, he won't be a stain on you, you just need to take it home, give him everything he should have, and make him feel better ..."

"At the beginning of the month, how can you be so selfish? You don't even think about the feelings of my mother and me, are you disregarding the reputation of the company and the safety of this family just because of the guilt in your heart?"

"But Dad, that's what you're supposed to do, why do you still have the opportunity to persuade you?" Meng Yile said calmly, "That's your son, and the Han family won't be able to support him." Pick one person. And he is very obedient, he doesn't cry or make trouble, but occasionally reacts slowly... After I work, I will definitely repay you and my mother twice, is that okay?"

Han's mother finally became angry and scolded the boy: "Chu Yue, why do you talk to Dad? After knowing that he is not our biological son, can you not even listen to Dad's words?"

Han Yueyue closed his eyes in disappointment, and Han Xingchen covered his hands, "They don't want to raise him, let's raise him, take him to our rented room, and take care of him together, it will be like an extra family, okay? "

【Ding!The completeness of the strategy target is 1, and the current completeness is 100. Congratulations to the host, please continue to work hard (≧▽≦)/]

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Father Han pointed at the two of them: "Reverse, both of you are rebellious!"

Han Xingchen stopped talking, and grabbed the boy upstairs with a cold face.He thought that the solution had already been given, and the matter would end like this, but he didn't expect that he had been afraid to leave the boy for half a step, and swallowed a hundred sleeping pills while he was not paying attention.

He didn't even know when the boy bought so many pills. After the boy swallowed those things, he talked and laughed with him as if nothing had happened, until finally he couldn't hold on anymore, and then he showed a trace of pain and said that he wanted to rest for a while.

But after this break, he never woke up again.

Han Xingchen looked at the death notice, his heart was tightly gripped, and he couldn't accept the fact that the boy was still discussing with him how to decorate his stupid brother's room last second, but suddenly someone Tell him—his boy disappeared.

Oh, and his boy left him a letter saying:

stars:

It's me, I don't even know who to call myself yours now.This situation made me feel very embarrassed and embarrassing, and I was helpless to make such a decision.

A decision to leave you forever, to leave this world of strife.

In fact, this decision was not sudden. When I talked with Han Yueyue at the orphanage that day, I had already made my decision.Once a person has made up his mind, he will find that things suddenly become very simple and easy.

I'm sorry to leave you, I'm sorry to make you sad and sad, and I didn't become your good brother... I am indeed an incompetent brother, and I have no face to face you and your parents.

I robbed Han Yueyue of everything, and wanted to make amends desperately, and return to him what originally belonged to him, but I found that in the process, the biggest obstacle was myself.

——My existence, to the real Han Yue, is an invisible wall, blocking him from warmth and love.

The attitude of my parents made me very confused. I felt that the world seemed to be completely different because of the truth. I don’t know why, but it really hurt me.

Since my existence means that Han Yue Yue cannot get everything he deserves, then let me disappear.In fact, I am happy to make this decision, at least those nightmares all night and all night don't have to haunt me anymore.

Death is always the best way to escape. It turns out that I really am not that strong to survive this matter.

I'm sorry if this incident caused pain to anyone in the world.Especially Xingchen, I'm sorry, I promised you so many things, but I can't give you any more.

I should have gone to hell long ago, I just enjoyed a few more years of happiness and warmth.I should have gone to hell long ago.

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Many people attended Han Yuechu's funeral, including old classmates who hadn't seen each other since graduation, and those who stayed by his side to watch him leave at the last moment before his death. Funeral ceremonies came from all over the world and gathered in a small mourning hall.

Han Xingchen adopted a child in the orphanage. That child had a very similar smile to Han Yue's, with the same clean eyebrows and shining eyes.

Very similar, as if every time he saw this child, he would think of many things from his childhood.

He didn't remember why, the relationship with Han Yueyue had been gradually estranged since he became sensible, and that boy seemed to always follow behind him silently, cleaning up the mess for him.

Whether he hurt the little hooligan in the next class, dyed his hair a color not allowed by the school, or confessed to an outstanding student representative on the day of the freshman speech.

He never thought about the consequences before doing these things, and he didn't have to be afraid of anything. Anyway, he didn't become calm in the end.Why, because he has such an excellent brother——

Thinking of this, the trip to Spain suddenly appeared before Han Xingchen's eyes. At two o'clock in the morning, they chatted about the major they were going to choose while eating supper, and then the boy suddenly asked him in a panic: "Then do you hate me?" I, the stars..."

Han Xingchen rolled up the slice of toast in his hand and asked him, "What do you hate?"

"Just... I hate my excellence, because no matter what you do, you will never be praised, and no matter how hard you try, you will be covered under my halo..."

Han Xingchen's drooping eyelids were full of waves, and his heart seemed to be tightly grasped by someone, but he rolled up the toast in his hand very smoothly and handed it to the boy opposite.

"That's why I hate you? I don't hate my useless self, but I hate you?" He saw the boy's clean and innocent smile, but he heard his heart mocking him loudly: What?Are you afraid to admit it?Is it true that the dirty thoughts you secretly had so many times do not exist?

Like torture and torture, the voice in his heart kept reminding him how dark and twisted his heart was.He thought he could control this emotion well, and he did well, at least when discussing professionalism with his assistant via video, the situation was always optimistic.

The mutation happened when he held the boy in his arms and looked at the morning glow. The poison that he didn't even notice broke out from the bottom of his heart, and a story about the sunrise was formed in his mind.

Han Xingchen arranged the child who looked like Han Yueyue to one side, and watched for him. He rubbed the corners of his eyes, and continued to prepare for the next thing, and to adapt to the fact that the boy would never be by his side again. People will help him clean up the mess, and he will finally face everything alone.

Han Xingchen walked to the corner, but suddenly stopped and glanced at the black and white photo in the middle of the mourning hall—it was the photo of the boy coming of age, the one he insisted on getting angry with him and ran out of the house to celebrate his birthday That coming of age ceremony.

He thought...

He originally thought that he and the boy had celebrated birthdays together more often. If he had known that the two places would be separated later, and if he had known so many misunderstandings and tortures, he must...

He will definitely walk down the stairs side by side with the boy on the coming-of-age ceremony night, wearing the same tuxedo, with the same smile, and holding hands with him as he expected and longed to appear in front of everyone, warmly introducing his friends: "This is my brother Han Yuechu, he is the most important person in my life."

Instead of being like now, you can only rot all the regrets and longings in your heart, watching the video tapes and photos of the coming-of-age ceremony, watching the boy circle and entertain inside alone, and occasionally looking expectantly in the direction of the door , and then looked back slightly disappointed, and continued to shuttle in the banquet hall.

Han Xingchen covered his eyes with his hands, and let the light on the screen shine on him. How much he wanted to go back and say to the boy: "Happy birthday, the first month of the month." But in the end, he could only stay in the dark and cold screen. In the room, he said to the boy on the screen: "You look so good in a tuxedo, at the beginning of the month...it's a pity I didn't see it with my own eyes..."

The boy on the screen finally saw off all the guests, leaving him alone in the hall, exhausted and lost, he thanked all the photographers, gave them souvenirs, and took a last look at the door direction.

The video stopped here, stuck on the boy's expectant gaze towards the door, Han Xingchen wanted to go back and wake up his former self, and said to him: "Go back quickly, the boy is waiting for you to spend this night with him, You know what...this will be your last chance to spend his birthday with him...Treasure it, say what he wants to hear, call him brother, he always wanted to hear you call him brother. Also, introduce him To your friends, even though your circle of friends is completely different, the boy always wants to get to know them, and wants to know more about you... Spend more time with him, tell him that you were ignorant before, don't force him, don't let him He was sad, and he followed his will, okay... okay... Then he won't be willing to leave you so resolutely..."

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Song Miaoyi was wearing a black dress with a white flower pinned to her chest. She walked up to the boy's photo with a chrysanthemum, bowed deeply, and then gently placed the flower in her hand on the pile of flowers that had already been piled up. pile up.

When she got up, she took another look at the photo of the boy. The boy in front of her eyes overlapped with the prince in her memory, which made her feel a little dazed. She couldn't figure out why Han Yuechu died suddenly.

Obviously she hadn't had time to express her feelings, and she hadn't made herself more perfect yet, why did his boy suddenly disappear into this world and never come back again.

Song Miaoyi turned around and walked back to the crowd on both sides of the mourning hall, standing there with her head down, thinking about her own things.In everyone's memory, Song Miaoyi is always pink. Her clothes and utensils are all in various pink colors, like a child who has not lost her princess dream.

She does have a princess dream, hoping that one day she can marry a Prince Charming. He defeats the dragon, steps in step by step from the entrance of the cave against the light, and then gently holds her in his arms, returning to her own. country.

Song Miaoyi was still staring at the prince's side face, the prince suddenly turned his head and smiled at her, and asked softly: "Does it still hurt?" Seeing her nodding, he comforted her: "Don't be afraid, I'll be in the infirmary soon. Disinfect and rub it, and it will be fine. Don't be afraid."

He said "Don't be afraid" two times in a row, probably because he really saw his nervousness. Song Miaoyi felt her face was hot and nodded slightly, only to feel that the ankle that was accidentally sprained in physical education class suddenly didn't hurt at all. .

Song Miaoyi was thinking about it when she was suddenly patted on the shoulder by someone around her. She raised her head and saw Cang Ling, who had already matured and calmed—as if her dream was suddenly shattered, telling her that the school days have long passed, and you are now The reality to face is...

Your prince is dead.

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Song Miaoyi returned Cang Ling with a comforting smile, looked at the black skirt on her body, and then said silently in her heart: It's so ugly.

She glanced at the photo in the center of the mourning hall again, looking at the 18-year-old boy still stuck on it, but memories swept her mind unexpectedly:

In early summer, the petals of the plum blossoms have not had time to fall, and the paths are full of pavements. The white curtains are slightly blown by the wind, revealing a little bit of green willows, but the girl in the pink princess dress is sitting on her seat restlessly. hesitate.

She thought and thought, her nervous hands were sweating, but when she looked up, she saw Han Yuechu who had packed her schoolbag and was about to leave, so she hurriedly called out to stop him.

The elegant prince stopped in his tracks, turned around and smiled gently at her, his hair slightly against the light jumped in the air, everything was so youthful and beautiful.

Song Miaoyi handed him the pink envelope hidden behind her, her face was calm, but her heart was already uneasy, she looked at the boy's surprised expression, and smiled sweetly: "You misunderstood, it was Zhang Ting from the next class who asked me to hand over the envelope to you." .”

His prince nodded, and before he could say anything more, the dragon grabbed his arm and pulled him away.

Feeling slightly disappointed, Song Miaoyi turned around, picked up her schoolbag and followed the two boys, but at the school gate, she saw the nasty dragon throwing the princess' heart into the trash can, and the prince... lying on the back of the dragon, Weakly resisted.invalid.