The sky curtain makes you a useless class monitor, yet you act arbitrarily for eternity?

The night wind blew down from the mountaintop.

The hem of her dress was blown up by the wind and then fell back down.

When the hem of their clothes was back around their waists, Yan Cong and Liang Rumeng emerged from the park path.

Yan Cong walked ahead, his hands behind his head.

He was humming a tune he'd heard somewhere, his mouth practically stretched to his ears in a wide grin.

Liang Rumeng followed behind, her face full of resentment.

She rubbed her cheek with one hand and covered her chest with the other, glaring at Yan Cong's back every few steps.

This guy!

What a big liar!

We agreed on just one minute.

There's one minute left after one minute.

They're all swollen!

Ahhhhh!

What's even more outrageous is that he said he would give her a gift.

She actually believed it.

He leaned closer with an expectant look on his face.

result……

Expectation turned into confusion.

Confusion turned into disbelief.

Finally, their eyes widened in surprise.

But no matter how much he patted him, this guy didn't back down.

This is infuriating!

My throat and cheeks still hurt.

Yan Cong, who was ahead of her, noticed that she was walking slowly and glanced back at her.

He met those eyes filled with resentment.

He smirked, a wicked grin spreading across his face.

"Baby~ What's wrong?"

"Was I not satisfied with the gift I gave?"

Yan Cong clutched his chest, pretending to be very hurt.

"This beauty product cost me a fortune!"

"How can you not be satisfied?"

How can you be dissatisfied?

"I've also put in a lot of effort, okay?"

"Click-clack..."

Liang Rumeng gritted her teeth and clenched her small fists.

next second.

She laughed in anger, her tongue lightly sweeping across the corner of her mouth, catching the last bit of the glistening substance in her mouth.

Then he raised his head with a smile.

"Okay~"

"Then, to thank my baby."

"How about I give the baby a loving kiss too?"

Yan Cong's expression changed on the spot.

He chuckled dryly and stepped back.

"Haha...no, no~"

"Actually, it's nothing serious..."

"No, no, no."

Liang Rumeng approached step by step, her smile growing even sweeter.

"This is something you spent a fortune to get."

"If I don't express my gratitude, wouldn't I look like a wicked woman?"

Yan Cong turned and ran.

"Yan Cong!"

"Stop right there!"

"You have to accept my kiss today!!"

"No...ah...don't come any closer..."

"Rinse your mouth!"

"gargle!!!"

The sounds of the two chasing and playing carried far into the night.

The image on the screen gradually dimmed amidst the laughter and commotion.

Beyond the sky.

Jinling Wuzhong.

Balconies on the 20th and 30th floors of the dormitory building.

Xingyao blushed, bit her lip, and quietly moved closer to Ye Chuhao.

"Class monitor?"

"Um?"

Ye Chuhao turned his head in confusion.

Xingyao clutched the hem of her dress, tilted her head, and half of her face turned bright red.

"Me too, I also have... Want Want..."

Her voice trailed off, she was so embarrassed she wanted to run away on the spot.

But the thought of getting closer to the class monitor gave her the courage to stammer and speak.

"If the class monitor wants a drink, I... I can have one!"

"And...there's also...that."

"I...I can also help the class monitor...put out the fire..."

"..."

Ye Chuhao rubbed his forehead.

Little stutterer's appetite is getting bigger and bigger!

Still trying to extinguish the fire?

She knows exactly what she's doing with her own beauty products, yet she's just craving them?

It's likely that it would burst from the sheer volume of energy it contains as soon as it was imported!

And Want Want?

You're a virgin, where did you get Wangzai from?

Ye Chuhao remained silent for a while, thinking about how to start the conversation without hurting her passionate yet clumsy courage.

"Little stutterer, come sit here!"

He shifted his position, leaving half of the sofa empty.

Xingyao's eyes lit up, and she immediately ran over and sat down.

Then, with an expectant look on his face, he was about to lift up his clothes.

"..."

Ye Chuhao's eyes twitched, and he quickly pressed them down.

"etc!"

"W-What's wrong?"

Xingyao pouted, looking like she was about to cry.

Ye Chuhao rubbed his temples.

"Little stutterer, although biology isn't a core subject anymore, you should still know the most basic common sense, right?"

"You can't just have a Want Want drink whenever you want."

"It's only available for a specific period of time."

He spoke very cryptically.

I've tried my best to accommodate Xingyao's courage.

result……

"No! Class monitor!"

Xingyao quickly shook her head.

"I...I've realized that I can have a baby even without having one!"

In a word.

This left Ye Chuhao speechless.

"Class monitor~"

I want to give it to you~

"Is it okay~"

Xingyao hugged Ye Chuhao, whose expression was somewhat stiff, and then acted coquettishly.

Ye Chuhao coughed lightly and slowly sat up straight.

But then again...

Not long after.

Ye Chuhao looked up at the sky again, a slight smile playing on his lips.

As for Xingyao.

Her eyes were already glazed over, and she was pressed against him, unusually quiet.

The video lights up again in the sky.

This time, however, the light didn't shine.

There are no colored lights like in a karaoke bar.

There was no night breeze from the mountaintop in the park.

There was no laughter from the boys and girls chasing each other.

There is only one old incandescent light bulb in the picture.

The light bulbs hung from the kitchen ceiling, covered with a layer of yellow stains from cooking fumes.

Cut monster meat was laid out on the cutting board, and blood dripped from the edge of the board into the iron basin.

The fire in the stove had long since gone out.

The pot lid was still emitting a little steam.

But the little bit of heat dissipated in the kitchen, unable to suppress the smell of meat, nor could it suppress the silence in the house.

"Little bear..."

Uncle Cheng sat across the table, his fingers gripping the cigarette pack, but he didn't take out a single cigarette for a long time.

That's the situation.

"When I brought your grandma the monster meat today, she mistook me for you."

"even……"

Uncle Cheng's Adam's apple bobbed.

"As soon as I turned my head, she grabbed the raw meat and started eating it."

"Afterwards, she had no recollection of what she had done."

"And you told me not to tell you."

"I told you I was afraid you'd worry."

In Uncle Cheng's kitchen.

Yan Cong sat opposite him, without saying a word.

The cup of hot tea on the table had already gone half-cold.

"This illness can't be delayed!"

Uncle Cheng's face was full of anxiety.

"If you don't have money, I..."

"Uncle Cheng..."

Yan Cong suddenly stood up, interrupting him.

His voice was a little hoarse.

"I know."

"But I've already troubled you enough."

He looked up at Uncle Cheng.

My eyes were a little red, but I didn't let the tears fall.

"And, you know that."

"Two hundred thousand is just a minimum cost to treat Alzheimer's disease."

"The actual amount of money needed will have to go up."

"You've saved up most of your life's money..."

"I can't use it."

"Little bear..."

Uncle Cheng was just about to continue speaking.

"Chung Cheng!"

At that moment, Aunt Cheng appeared at the kitchen door and glared at him fiercely.

Uncle Cheng opened his mouth.

In the end, he could only sigh and sit heavily back down on the stool.

Kitchen doorway.

Yan Cong turned around and bowed to Aunt Cheng.

"Auntie, can I ask you for a favor?"

"Hey, what are you doing!"

"Get up, get up!"

Aunt Cheng already felt a little guilty, and seeing him like this, she quickly reached out to help him up.

"If there's anything I can help you with, just let me know."

She hesitated for a moment after saying this.

"Of course...besides borrowing money..."