Host, You're Targeted

Tang Yan failed to stop yuan Hansheng.

At noon, they still went to the canteen for dinner. Tang Yan remembers the perfunctory smile of Yuan Hansheng when he told yuan Hansheng not to go, so he deliberately made a fuss and didn't speak to Yuan Hansheng.

He didn't say he wouldn't go. He just asked Tang Yan what happened.

But Tang Yan can't directly say to him, "because I like you, I don't want you to drink with other women."?

It's unrealistic. After all, no one knows what will happen if the window paper is pierced.

Yuan Hansheng is probably a wood!

Tang Yan, who usually talks incessantly, is silent. After lunch, he doesn't feel anything abnormal. As before, he touches Tang Yan's head and instructs him to have a good class in the afternoon. He goes to the medical office of the school.

Tang Yan stood on the street where all the maple leaves had been cleaned up and looked at Yuan Hansheng's back. Suddenly, he felt empty in his heart.

The cleaning aunts who clean the campus don't understand how much emotion they will feel when they see the streets full of leaves, but only know that it is their duty to clean up.

Like aunt Baojie, Yuan Hansheng didn't understand why Tang Yan stopped himself and didn't take his words to heart. He only remembered that he had made an appointment with others and must go to the appointment.

At this time, it is noon, the sun hanging in the cloudless sky, dedicated to sending out light and heat, in such hot and dry, occasionally blowing over the wind is dry and hot.

Some maple leaves, half yellow and half red, did not want to fall in the hot wind, but they did not grasp the trunk in the swaying. They accidentally blew down with the hot wind and landed at Tang Yan's feet.

Tang Yan bit his teeth and hung his eyes when the sun shone. He didn't know what he was looking at. He turned around for a long time and walked in the opposite direction to the infirmary.

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at six o'clock in the afternoon, Yuan Hansheng left work on time to check the time. He was still early from the appointed time, and he could go back to sort things out.

Yuan Hansheng lives on the first floor. Before he gets home, he sees a man sitting next to the flower bed downstairs of his own building.

The man's brows and eyes were hidden in the dark blue and purple sky, and he was sitting at the edge of the flower bed, hanging his head.

When Yuan Hansheng approached, he found that Tang Yan was looking at a stray cat lying at his feet with his head down.

Yuan Hansheng walked over and asked, "do you want to have a cat?"

Tang Yan was so absorbed in the cat that he didn't notice that Yuan Hansheng was back, so he was instinctively surprised when he heard his voice.

Yuan Hansheng stood in front of him with his hands in his coat pocket and bent the pair of peach blossom eyes that made Tang Yan recognize his smile as not his affectionate peach blossom eyes every time he looked at him.

"No Tang Yan suddenly stood up, looked at Yuan Hansheng and said, "I don't have time to take care of the kitten. It's just a little heartache to see such a poor homeless man."

Yuan Hansheng dropped his eyes and looked down at Tang Yan's feet. At the moment, he stood up his tail, stared at his kitten warily, pursed his lips and snorted a smile from his nose.

"Are you waiting for me? Go in and have a seat. "

Tang Yan looked at Yuan Hansheng's back walking toward the corridor. He bent down and kneaded the cat's eyebrows twice. Seeing the cat squint his eyes comfortably, Tang Yan took back his hand and trotted to keep up with Yuan Hansheng.

As soon as Tang Yan entered the door, he yelled, "I'll go to the bathroom to wash my hands."

Yuan Hansheng's "good" came from the room. When Tang Yan washed his hands, he found that the man had changed into some swaggering clothes.