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Chapter 314 Did You Never Like Me?

Luo Weiwei raised her head in surprise, her eyes met Fan Yihang's deep eyes.

Fan Yihang's face is dazzling when the light is behind him, he is slightly bent, his chest rises and falls slightly, as if he is adjusting his breathing.

After a while, he asked, "Go back to the classroom or the dormitory?"

Fan Yihang is giving her a choice.

Luo Weiwei was afraid that Fan Yihang would turn around and leave if she answered "Go back to the dormitory", so she looked at Fan Yihang who covered her head with a light, and replied weakly: "Go back to the classroom."

Fan Yihang looked at her condescendingly, because of the light behind her, she couldn't see his expression clearly, but after a while, her arm was held by Fan Yihang, and she was brought to stand up.

"Where's the wheelchair?"

Luo Weiwei said with a guilty conscience: "The evening self-study classroom is on the third floor, and it's inconvenient to bring a wheelchair, so I just..."

Fan Yihang glanced at her blankly, turned around and squatted down, and said, "Come up."

The tone is unmistakable.

Luo Weiwei felt happy for a moment, but she didn't dare to show it too obviously. She pressed the corner of her mouth and walked over to hang herself on Fan Yihang's back. When she felt her feet leave the ground, her legs immediately gave Fan Yihang's waist Clamped.

Fan Yihang glanced down, didn't speak, and walked forward.

Luo Weiwei was about to hug her hands even tighter, when Fan Yihang suddenly said, "Hands. Dirty."

"Ah?" Luo Weiwei twisted her neck in doubt, and put her face against Fan Yihang's ear to look at her hands. Even under the streetlights, she could see the black dirt on her fingers. It was her drawing circles on the ground just now. Curse Fan Yihang for doing it when he drank cold water and stuffed his teeth.

She was about to wipe her hands on her clothes, but Fan Yihang said in a low voice, "Forget it. You just need to stay away from me."

"Ah?" Luo Weiwei was even more confused, "You're carrying me behind your back, why should I stay away from you?"

Fan Yihang's words almost squeezed out between his teeth: "I'm talking about face."

His ears were so hot that his back was stiff.

Summer clothes are already thin. He changed out of his school uniform after playing basketball, and he was only wearing a white T-shirt. There were two layers between the two of them... oh no, it was three layers of fabric, he alone A bloody man shouldn't carry her on his back!
As a girl, Luo Weiwei certainly didn't know what Fan Yihang was suffering at the moment, she just thought that Fan Yihang didn't want her to get so close, so she said "oh" in a low mood, and tilted her head back, her lips were pouting because she was unhappy It's almost an arch bridge.

It's just that Luo Weiwei found that Fan Yihang was not going in the direction of the teaching building at all. Looking at the basketball court on the side, Luo Weiwei's eyes widened. This was more like... the way back to the dormitory.

She couldn't hold back and asked, "Aren't you going back to the classroom?"

"It's fine if you don't want to go to class, let's have a good chat."

Hearing the phrase "have a good chat", Luo Weiwei's heart beat suddenly faster, she was nervous and even more afraid.

She was afraid of hearing something bad, and she was even more afraid that she would not be able to persist.

The originally long road seemed to be shortened under the anxious mood, and the dormitory arrived in a blink of an eye.

At this point in time, apart from the two of them, there was not even a single person in their dormitory building.

Fan Yihang put her down, and Luo Weiwei walked into the dormitory. Although her walking posture was limp, it could be seen that she was walking in a hurry.

But Fan Yihang still called out to her.

"Weiwei, let's have a good chat."

It wasn't Luo Weiwei, but Weiwei. Instead of being happy, she became more frightened.

The sixth sense told her that she couldn't stay and listen to what he said.

Just as she was about to speed up her pace, her left wrist was grabbed, and she was pulled to a stop immediately.

"Luo Weiwei, let's talk." Fan Yihang's voice was behind her, obviously his usual tone, now Luo Weiwei's hairs stood on end.

The sixth sense is very bad, very bad.

Luo Weiwei turned her head to look at Fan Yihang, her eyes were red.

"Then you wait for me for 3 minutes?" she asked.

Fan Yihang nodded: "I'll wait for you in the boulevard ahead."

"Ah."

Luo Weiwei stood at the same place, watching Fan Yihang's back gradually drifting away, feeling very sad, even though Fan Yihang hadn't said anything yet, since the conversation with Fan Yihang in the dormitory today , she had a bad premonition.

This bad premonition has now reached its peak.

She even began to regret that she shouldn't pretend to be vomiting, but if it wasn't now, Fan Yihang would come to her later...

Since you can't hide, then try to fight for one last time!
Luo Weiwei firmly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, walked back to the dormitory, opened her suitcase, and found a white dress from inside.

That dress was worn when she met Fan Yihang for the first time, and the weather at that time required a thick coat and leggings, but today, this dress can be fully presented, just like she wants to fully expose own voice.

A muggy night with no wind.

She was drenched in sweat just by changing her dress, then she took out her makeup bag and put on a light makeup for herself.

The moon is shining, but there are no stars in the sky of Kyoto.

Luo Weiwei, who was dressed in a white dress like a summer night elf, appeared on the boulevard and walked towards Fan Yihang who was sitting on a bench between the boulevards.

Her heart was pounding, but without hesitation, she walked over and said, "I'm here."

Fan Yihang raised his head, he was not blind, he noticed Luo Weiwei's changes within a few minutes.

The skirt is new, she seems to have put on lipstick on her mouth, and her face is even whiter, but Luo Weiwei is not suitable for wearing foundation. She is already white, and her face will look a little pale when she puts on powder.

Fan Yihang silently looked away, stood up and said, "Sit down."

Luo Weiwei hid her emotions very well, and after sitting down, she patted the seat beside her and said, "You sit too."

Fan Yihang did not refuse, and sat back, but there was a distance of [-] centimeters between the two of them.

Luo Weiwei scratched her knees through the corner of her skirt, and bit her lower lip with her upper teeth, but she still couldn't hide her anxiety.

Fan Yihang's expression was expressionless, he had no expression in the first place.

"You should know what I'm going to tell you, right?" Fan Yihang asked.

Luo Weiwei shook her head stubbornly: "I don't know, I'm not the roundworm in your stomach."

"That's good." Fan Yihang sat more straightly, looked at a fallen leaf on the ground in front of him and said, "I'm telling you, I hope you won't do anything like today's two things in the future. "

One thing is the thing next to the basketball court, and the other is self-study tonight.

Just because a girl approached him, Luo Weiwei lost her mind. He didn't want such a thing to happen again.

Luo Weiwei clenched her fists suddenly, and asked, "Wan Yihang, I'll ask you a question."

Fan Yihang nodded.

Luo Weiwei looked at him sideways, and asked almost sadly: "Did you never like me? Not at all?"

Fan Yihang didn't answer, but the veins on his forehead twitched.

There was silence in the air, no one spoke for a while, time seemed to go straight, but there were fallen leaves that seemed to penetrate the gap of time and fell down.

(End of this chapter)