Perfect Lover: The president is an iceberg

Chapter 25 Dreams and words, I don't want to lose
Yan, the only person who has been around Angel for so many years, anyone who knows Angel will know Yan's name.He has always been gentle and approachable, and he is the perfect lover in the hearts of many girls.

Even though the one next to him is Angel, Yan still had a lot of fans in his previous school.

But now, that cold as Yi Mochen's words made everyone dare not look directly at them.

"Where is Qi'er?" He asked, even his voice was cold.

One minute passed, two minutes passed...the classroom was still dead silent.

Yan's eyes became even colder, and he said in a deep voice, "Where is Qi'er? Don't make me ask a third time!"

Cold eyes swept around.

Another 2 minutes passed...

Finally, someone couldn't bear the dead silence of the low pressure, and a trembling voice came out of his throat: "I...I think, it should...should be in the hospital. The one closest to the school...."

This unexpected and trembling answer made Yan, who was already wounded in his body, unable to hold back.At that moment, Yan only felt a churning in his stomach, and a disgusting smell of blood came from his throat.

Trying to suppress it, he didn't want this scene to reach Angel's ears.

Tongren Hospital at the moment.

In Ward 207, Angel faintly woke up from her sleep.

Slowly opening his eyes, his eyes were white.

White, her favorite color.Just why, at this moment, Angel was almost shaken by the scene in her sleep.In the dream, Yan looked at himself with such heartbreakingly sad eyes.Lopsided.

At that moment, Angel almost screamed out in her sleep.

Angel thought, if Yan Ruo knew about this incident, he would definitely look at her like that.That Angel felt that the eyes she couldn't bear anymore in this life, and the back view of Yan's eyes that were almost far away completely, made her shake, shake her love and persistence for Bai.

Just because of the dazzling whiteness in front of my eyes.

The dream that only Yan knew about, and she was so persistent in dialogue with Bai, seemed to be almost taken away by Yan's back... Meng and Yan, she couldn't lose either one.

Close your eyes, the scene of my mother being strangled by my uncle with a rope more than ten years ago seems to be in my eyes...

Uncle, the uncle who gave her warmth for seven days, but pushed her into the boundless hell with his own hands...

Pulled his hand out of the thin quilt, straightened it vertically, and grasped it with slightly spread five fingers.She had to hold on to Yan Yu's dream that she couldn't give up.

However, the feeling of emptiness from clenched hands made Angel's eyes shed tears unknowingly.

The next moment, the slightly opened hand was held again.

Angel was startled and opened her eyes instantly.

Yi Mochen was sitting on the edge of the bed, holding his hand in one hand, although he still looked at him without any expression, but Angel saw the small, rolling eyes in his eyes. , Angel's incomprehensible mood swings.

Angel just stared at Yi Mochen in a daze, and just watched Yi Mochen slowly stretch out his other hand, bringing it closer to her cheek.

When Yi Mochen's hand finally touched her cheek, Angel suddenly woke up.Eyes open and close.He raised the arm that was about to caress Yi Mochen, and his hand froze there.

It was only because of Yi Mochen's changing expression at the moment when he opened and closed his eyes.

Those gentle eyes, the slight curvature of the corners of the mouth.That soft touch on the cheek.Let Angel raise her frozen hand again.

(End of this chapter)