Someone always wants to control me [Rebirth]

Xu Quan looked at his phone. The chat history between him and Yu Anan was recorded yesterday, and the interval between their chats will never exceed half an hour on weekdays.

It seems that An An is really busy.

He put away his mobile phone, knocked on the door of the office, and after hearing the instructions, he gently pushed it open, looked at the man at the desk with a calm expression: "Mr. Li, I've thought about it..."

*

Sleepy in spring, lacking in autumn and taking a nap in summer.

Yu Anan sat by the window, the cool summer wind made her drowsy, she blinked her eyes, and looked at the textbook seriously, but Meng Linger and Yu Lan beside her had already fallen asleep.

This class is an elective course, and the final exam is a custom to hand in a paper, and you can easily get credits, of course, the premise is that you can't skip class.

Yu Anan moved her fingertips, and finally took out the phone from her bag, clicked on the page, propped her chin on her hand, and looked down at the chat page with Xu Quan.

It's been a day without contact.

From time to time, the fingertips clicked on the chat box, deleted and deleted, but nothing was sent in the end.

At this time, the other party is at work.

In the end, Yu An'an put away her mobile phone and stared at the elderly professor with half-closed eyes, her head was groggy, and her eyes slowly closed.

When she opened it again, it was already class time. Yu Anan thumped her arm. There was no class in the next period. There were still several hours before going to Wu's house. Yu Anan put on her bag and looked at Meng Linger and Yu Lan's gaze inadvertently fell on a couple holding hands. The boy was tall, holding a sun umbrella in his hand, his wrist was slightly tilted, most of the umbrella fell on the girl's head, and the short girl happily gestured to the boy Looking at something, in sight, the boy's smile is gentle and doting.

It was the same as when the senior saw her.

Yu Anan stopped in her tracks, her eyebrows raised, and her tone was brisk: "Hey, I think I might go to Haining."

Meng Linger and Yu Lan opened their eyes wide, "Wow."

Yu An'an blushed slightly, and left under the gaze of the two of them.

Haining is quite far from her school, and it takes four or ten minutes to take a taxi. When Yu Anan came to her senses, she was already in the car.

What am I doing here?

Yu Anan covered her face with her hands, but her heart, which was about to beat out of her chest, told her that she was happy.

Sitting in the car thinking about it, Yu An'an didn't notice that the taxi had deviated from the route.

*

"Miss Wu, Miss Yu has left school, and the route is to go to Haining Company."

"I see."

*

The taxi stopped suddenly, and because of inertia, Yu Anan slammed into the back of the front seat uncontrollably. She didn't care about her sore forehead, "What's wrong?"

The taxi driver looked at the car in front of him, his eyes flickered, "A car suddenly stopped in front."

Yu An'an opened the car window and looked at the black car in front of her, which looked a little familiar. After a closer look, wasn't this the one that Wu Zhiwei took them to the resort last time?

Yu An'an hurriedly opened the car door, ran over with all her strength, her whole body stuck to the car window, unable to see anything, she patted on the car window anxiously.

After a while, the car window rolled down, revealing a pale and weak face.

Wu Zhiwei.

"Zhiwei, are you okay?" Seeing the weak Wu Zhiwei, Yu An'an's eyes were red with fright, and she tried to get her phone in her bag with trembling hands and called an ambulance.

"An'an, I'm fine."

The beautiful and slender fingers rested on the back of her hand, and the fingertips were slightly cool. Yu Anan inhaled lightly, calmed down slowly, and returned to her senses, only to find that Wu Zhiwei had no scars on her body except for her pale face, and her clothes were still the same. Clean without any wrinkles.

"Zhiwei?"

Wu Zhi narrowed her eyes slightly, her eyelashes covered her glasses, her moist lips seemed to be white at the moment, but the tips of her ears were red: "Physical pain."

Yu An'an breathed a sigh of relief, clasping Wu Zhiwei's cold hands with both hands, and comfortingly said: "It's all right, Zhiwei, do you hate drinking brown sugar water?"

Wu Zhiwei continued to close her eyes, "I don't hate it."

"That's great, I'll make one for you later."

Yu An'an comforted her a few words before returning to the taxi. She said embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, I won't go. How much will it cost?"

The driver wearing a hat reported the number, and Yu Anan hurried back to Wu Zhiwei after paying the money.

The taxi left without a sound.