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The teaching building was quiet again.

Only, Jiang Yin could hear an extremely unsteady breathing a few steps away from him, as if he was running all the way.

Jiang Yin saw it vaguely, as if he was a man taller than himself.

"Who?" Jiang Yin asked lightly, could it be Shen Xueyan who had gone and returned?After all, classes are over, and no one will run to the teaching building.

In the darkness, the man didn't answer, but walked towards him with moderate steps.

Jiang Yin subconsciously stretched out his hand to test it. This time, a warm palm pressed against his wrist, five fingers bent, and held his wrist.

"You remember?" Jiang Yin asked.

But the man still didn't answer, he just walked up to Jiang Yin, holding his arm, and guiding him where to go.

Even though he didn't make a sound, Jiang Yin felt inexplicably at ease.

It seems to be exactly the same as that year.

Jiang Yin felt that he understood, didn't ask any more questions, and walked slowly forward following his steps.

When going down the stairs, when the man took the next step, he supported him and waited patiently. Jiang Yin was fine, but his calf suddenly softened, and the sole of his foot was empty.

The man seemed to have been paying attention to his movements. When he started to fall, he used a long leg to block him, and passed his hands directly through Jiang Yin's back to lift him up.

Jiang Yin fell into an embrace suddenly, blinked in shock, the man's chin rested on his forehead, Jiang Yin clearly heard the sound of the man's Adam's apple rolling up and down.

"Sorry, didn't stand still."

Because they were too close, the man's rapid breathing was right above his head, Jiang Yin's face was a little hot, and he held the man's chest with his hands to stabilize his body.

Seeing that he was standing still, the man withdrew his long legs and continued to walk down with his arms.

Jiang Yin suddenly had a feeling that this person was not Shen Xueyan.

He just touched the man's clothes, it was a very thin shirt, Shen Xueyan never wore this kind of clothes.

Jiang Yin walked forward in silence, when he reached the corner of the stairs, he stopped suddenly and said to the man beside him, "Can I touch your face?"

The man was used to keeping silent at such times, he stopped beside Jiang Yin, did not speak, and his breathing became steady.

He took Jiang Yin's hand and put it on his face bit by bit.

Jiang Yin's fingers were cold, and she touched his eyes tremblingly. Suddenly, Jiang Yin seemed to be frightened, and quickly withdrew her hand.

Jiang Yin smiled dryly: "Why don't you wear glasses today?"

In the quiet environment, the man's figure froze suddenly, and the line of his lips was tightly stretched into a straight line.

"Who do you think I am?"

The man finally spoke, his voice was low and hoarse, with a bit of cold air, which was completely different from the feeling Shen Xueyan brought to people.

Jiang Yin's heart sank, sensing the danger in the air, he couldn't help taking a step back.

But the man was afraid that he would fall, so he kept letting him go inside. When Jiang Yin stepped back, his back was against the cold wall.

The man let go of his hand, as if the gentleness just now had never existed, he took a step forward aggressively, and blocked Jiang Yin directly.

He raised his voice slightly, threatening and sullen: "Who do you think I am?"

The man's dominance made Jiang Yin a little uneasy. He unconsciously wanted to distance himself from the man, and stretched out his hand to push the man away, but the man grabbed his wrist tightly and took a step forward.

His breath was almost on Jiang Yin's face.

Jiang Yin swallowed, pretending to be calm, but for some reason, knowing that it wasn't Shen Xueyan, he raised his head and asked, "Shen Xueyan, is that you?"

Immediately afterwards, in the corridor, the man's breath sank.

He clasped Jiang Yin's wrist tightly, as if to crush that wrist.

——If possible, he hopes that the person in front of him is Shen Xueyan.

But the facts seemed to be nailed in front of his eyes, making Jiang Yin feel that he was ridiculously wrong.

It's like, it was wrong to begin with.

But the man didn't know what was going on in his heart, he just kept approaching Jiang Yin.

He controlled Jiang Yin between the corner of the wall and himself, and pressed his body firmly. He pinched Jiang Yin's chin with both hands, and his fingers turned white.

"Shen Xueyan?"

In the dark corridor, there was a man's sneer.

Even though he was laughing, Jiang Yin heard danger approaching him from inside.

When he reacted and wanted to explain, a pair of cool lips blocked all his words into his throat.

"Uh... Lin... Uh!"

In the suffocating environment, Jiang Yin tried to struggle and also tried to calm the man's emotions.

As a result, as soon as he said a word, the man followed his slightly open jaw and drove straight in.

It was different from the previous two times, although the man was angry, but when he pressed Jiang Yin's lips, he was gentle.

He is like a docile poisonous snake, inch by inch, slowly and gently, rolling up Jiang Yin's body, making him lose the strength to struggle unconsciously.

Jiang Yin had never seen Lin Dongyan like this.

It is no longer the same indifference, but there is anger in his movements, but also tenderness.

In the end, Jiang Yin unconsciously followed his temptation and fell deeper step by step.

"hiss--"

When Jiang Yin felt that he was about to suffocate to death, Lin Dongyan bit his lips gently with his teeth.

"On purpose?" Lin Dongyan's breath was disordered, and he leaned his head against his ear, his voice was unbearably hoarse.

Jiang Yin leaned against him like a fish that had been drained of water, staring at the darkness in front of him in a daze, without the energy to answer him.

"You say, who am I?"

Lin Dongyan was not satisfied with his silence, and bit his earlobe, insisting on an answer.

Jiang Yin had no choice but to be tortured by him, and his ears were bitten uncomfortably, so he simply rubbed against his clothes, and said in a muffled voice, "Lin Dongyan."

Lin Dongyan didn't know whether he learned from others or learned from others. He rubbed Jiang Yin's earlobe with the tip of his teeth, which was light and abrasive.

Jiang Yin lay on top of him and sighed, "We broke up."

"Still friends." Lin Dongyan corrected.

"A friend wouldn't do such a thing." Jiang Yin said.

Lin Dongyan picked up his limp body, and the tip of his ear brushed Jiang Yin's face inadvertently, and it was hot.

Jiang Yin's legs were a little weak, and he managed to stand still with his support.

Under the clear moonlight, the man lowered his head quietly.

His long eyelashes drooped, casting a shadow under his eyes.

Although there is darkness around him, he has never been with darkness.

The law is a beacon in the swamp.

He was born in the swamp, the first person to reach out to protect the lamp.

Therefore, he is covered with light.

He held Jiang Yin's hand, supported Jiang Yin's arm, and spoke calmly but firmly:

"The law doesn't say that."

So, I did the right thing.

Jiang Yin suddenly asked: "What if the law has this provision?"

Hearing his question, Lin Dongyan paused a little.