Host, You're Targeted

Tang Yan didn't come to eat with Yuan Hansheng for a day. Yuan Hansheng looked at the message he sent that said he wanted to slow him down. However, he felt that this sentence was not right.

This is clearly Tang Yan angry ah!

Even if he was mentally retarded, Yuan Hansheng could think that he had just stood him up the day before, and he would not come to see him the next day. Can there be any other explanation except that he was angry?

On the night when he did not see Tang Yan, Yuan Hansheng sat in his home full of small flowerpots and thought for a long time.

Even though it was difficult to accept the fact that Tang Yan liked him at the beginning, Tang Yan gave him a feeling that the people he used to associate with did not have.

Before Yuan Hansheng, he was very quick to communicate with others. He confessed when he saw him. No matter whether he was chased or actively pursued, it would not take more than three days.

Therefore, Tang Yan, who has been chasing yuan Hansheng for more than half a month, suddenly and unremittingly, has a new feeling to Yuan Hansheng, whether it is Tang Yan's persistence or the change between Tang Yan and his younger brother in his impression.

Yuan Hansheng doesn't feel at all for Tang Yan. To be honest, Tang Yan's appearance is really in line with his aesthetic taste. The more he thinks about it, the more uneasy he feels. Once he opens a hole in his heart, his guilt and self blame will immediately pour out.

So the next day, Yuan Hansheng left the door early, came to the teacher's dormitory and knocked on the door of Tang Yan's dormitory.

It wasn't eight o'clock at that time. Tang Yan couldn't sleep well because of his stuffy nose the night before, so yuan Hansheng knocked him for a long time to wake him up.

In fact, Yuan Hansheng is not sure whether Tang Yan is in the dormitory. What if Tang Yan goes home?

But when he didn't get a response for a long time and intended to give up, he heard the sound of something falling inside, and then Tang Yan called out "coming".

Yuan Hansheng guessed that he must have just woken up, so his voice was so dumb, but he really didn't expect Tang Yan to be so informal.

Tang Yan wore a thick Plush home coat and a pair of soft cotton slippers on his feet. His hair on his head was all in a mess. His eyes, which were originally bright and bright, were not bright and swollen. His whole body was as listless as he was ill.

At the moment when he saw yuan Hansheng, Tang Yan, who was still struggling in drowsiness, woke up immediately. His first reaction was to step back and close the door in a panic.

But yuan Hansheng was quick to respond. He reached in with one foot and reached for the door. His hand also pressed the door frame to prevent Tang Yan from closing the door.

"Ah Tang Yan didn't close the door, but he was almost knocked up by Yuan Hansheng's efforts to pull the door, and subconsciously called out a voice.

Hearing Tang Yan's hoarse voice, Yuan Hansheng frowned and squeezed into the room, slamming the door.

"What's wrong with you? What's the door for? Is it disgraceful? " Yuan Hansheng pressed Tang Yan's shoulder in the dark room, where the curtain was not fully opened. After trying the temperature on his forehead, he spoke even worse. "Sick?"

Tang Yan didn't expect that Yuan Hansheng would come to find himself. His mind was like an electric shock. After being shocked beyond belief, he was filled with inexplicable grievances.

"I blame you."

The light leaking in from the curtains made the room hazy, as if covered with a layer of soft yarn.

"It's all your fault."

There was an indistinct cry in his hoarse voice. Yuan Hansheng listened to the voice and felt numb in his ears.

Tang Yan stood in front of him with his head down and said wrongly, "it's all your fault. You still hate me."