[Ultimate Series] Sun Rain II

The potted cactus raised at home did not die.

Neither did the cat next door.

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On this day, after the King Kong class leader, the ultimate class ushered in the other three big bosses from ten years ago.

In addition to Wang Dadong, there are three more transfer students, and they are all troublesome figures who ranked third and fourth in the KO list ten years ago. Lei Ting is actually not in a good mood.

Aside from entering the class in the afternoon, the girl who introduced herself on stage attracted all of Young Master Hua's attention as soon as she walked in, and the abnormality of her assistant also made her feel terribly annoyed.

And Xie Yiqing looked at the beautiful boy who was staring at her intently, and felt her brain began to hurt.

Trouble.

No matter what she did, she never thought that he would run here.

But the inner girl who was old enough to be called an old aunt calmly finished her self-introduction, stepped off the stage and sat next to her boyfriend.

Then she pretended to notice the boy's gaze fixed on her, and gave him a polite smile.

Ding Xiaoyu held her hand.

No matter ten years ago or now, Ding Xiaoyu always seems to be able to discover Xie Yiqing's true emotions.

Perhaps it was because not long after he came out of the ice, the body temperature of KO.4, who had been invincible in the flames, was a little abnormally low, especially the limbs that were far away from the heart.

The prince originally arranged a car to take her to the hospital, but Xie Yiqing firmly refused.

People who practice martial arts are much more sensitive to their own conditions than ordinary people. If they can't sense anything wrong, then the hospital's equipment probably can't detect anything wrong.

She hugged her boyfriend's arm tightly, raised her head and curled the corners of her lips.

"a bit sleepy."

The old aunt whose mental age is still at [-] still has a tender face that can deceive the world. When she smiles, she can still stun ignorant boys. He has facial paralysis, but at least he can show a gentle smile to his girlfriend.

He raised his left hand to cover the opponent's eyes, the weight on his right shoulder was as light as a feather to him, but the quiet breath that was close at hand was more than a thousand weights.

"I'll call you after class."

Xie Yiqing followed his strength and closed her eyes.

In fact, she still doesn't know exactly what happened until now. The last scene in her memory is saying goodnight to Ding Xiaoyu early and preparing for the supermodel award ceremony the next day.

If he hadn't seen himself riding a motorcycle on the road in the surveillance video that Arthur took out, the boss in the southern district would almost have thought that he had traveled directly to ten years later.

Well, the former South District boss.

She remembered that she hadn't had time to ask the second-in-command what the South District is like now, but Ding Xiaoyu's aura made her feel at ease and inexplicably nostalgic. The excuse she said casually just to avoid the young master's sight came true. , curling the corners of his mouth and allowing his consciousness to wander by himself.

Then, the familiar dream came again.

——Xie Yiqing once hated dreaming very much.

——Since she was passively cycled in that real and terrifying dream for almost a week.

Although for others these are old events ten years ago, but for her it was just yesterday, and she still has a deep impression on her for a while.

It's just that this time white mist has replaced the miasma and rises and falls in the air. You can't see your fingers between the sky and the earth, and you can barely make out the narrow path under your feet.

The road that can only be passed by one person is winding, with no end in sight, and no idea where it leads.

Ten years ago, she wandered outside alone to watch them fight bloody battles. Ten years later, she set foot on the strange future and looked around blankly.

But... different.

The temperature of another person is continuously transmitted from the palm, and Ding Xiaoyu's body temperature has always been a little higher than hers, just in the range that makes her feel warm but not too hot.

This time she is not alone.

The pseudo-girl who was groping forward aimlessly in the dream stretched her brows and eyes, just like her calm expression when she reappeared under the sun.

The most handsome high school student in history with a flawless smile is secretly relieved.

The guy who suddenly appeared in his life at the age of six, and the guy who left without saying goodbye at the age of eight finally returned to him, and now he has enough strength to protect this person.

The young master didn't care about the fact that Xie Yiqing's combat power index was five hundred points higher than his.

He turned the mirror slightly, and the person in it had a handsome face that had already conquered the Southern District, and perhaps the entire college world.

"The order is not small, prepare water."

Hua Linglong put down the exquisite porcelain cup in his hand and lowered his voice.

The cute girl who was concentrating on smearing on the sketchbook looked up, and accidentally drew a deep and long black track on the paper.

The one who was boiling the water in the kettle was not what she thought was too small, but Hua Linglong himself.

His slender fingers tapped the teapot to shake the tea leaves into the pot, and the index finger of the other hand pressed the lid of the pot to pour in fresh boiled water. The young man who was doing all this seemed to be in a happy mood, and his movements were extremely skillful.

Then the problem is coming.

The young master of the Hua family has always been well-known, meticulous, considerate and personable. He is the prince charming that countless girls dream of, and is also a popular lover passed on by word of mouth in the folklore.

But even if the relationship is close, such as the student council president and the super hacker, I have never seen him condescend to make a cup of black tea with his own hands.

Qiu Qiu and that one even speculated in private that if one day they leave Hua Linglong, the pampered young master will not even be able to drink black tea, which is a daily necessity.

This kind of speculation dissipated at this moment. Everyone saw Hua Linglong standing in front of the transfer student with a warm black tea and an elegant smile. He didn't know when he put on white gloves and put his right hand on his chest. forward.

Then bent over.

Although everyone insisted afterwards that Young Master Hua just bent over so as not to give the other party the illusion of being condescending, Qiu Qiu, who was still a young girl, still insisted that he was bending over to salute.

It was as if he had changed from a rich and noble son to an all-round deacon all of a sudden.

The cute girl held her face and screamed silently.

The newly promoted deacon just watched the eldest lady rubbing her eyes away from another man's shoulder, and very naturally picked up the white porcelain teacup that was specially placed in front of her.

After taking a sip, his face stiffened as if he suddenly realized something.

His smile became more and more gentlemanly.

Welcome back, Miss Yiqing.

The author has something to say: As soon as Young Master Hua came out, I wanted to write about Shura Fields.

No, Rex hasn't shown his face yet, I have to restrain myself—he's actually useless when he comes out, except to pull the progress bar

But Hua Linglong and Xie Yiqing are purely unrelated siblings, it seems that Shura Field is actually just my brother-in-law throwing a tantrum hhh

Follow up as much as possible to make up for the memory killing... After I finished, I suddenly wanted to write Hua Linglong abused to the side, do you want to watch it [sincerely]

In the side story, it is estimated that it is the real Shura field, the one with a single arrow

Speaking of which, little angels, do you really not consider leaving a comment here?

I dice one among you and write hhh plus the originally planned extra episode, there will be three articles.

You said earlier that after the main text is over, maybe I can update it every day for three days [Temptation Face]