"Do you think there will be a future?" Na Chen held the car door.

Anhe turned around, Na Chen's eyebrows frowned, and the tension and anxiety in his eyes were visible.

He sighed, reached out to hug Na Chen, and gently touched his back: "I don't know, really don't know. I still can't find the feeling of falling in love until now. Sometimes there is, sometimes there is not. I dare not tell anyone about it, and I will not dare to tell you."

Na Chen didn't say anything, lowered his head and pressed it on his shoulder: "I can feel that no matter how hard I try, you are far away from me."

"It's not like this all the time, right?" Angel grabbed his hair.

"Sometimes, I don't know what it's like to fall in love. I haven't talked about it. I'll meet you a few years later. I'll talk a few times first, and then I know how to deal with you," Na Chen rubbed his forehead, "I'll catch you again."

Angel gently grabbed his head: "Can you scold me if you have nothing to do?"

"I'm praising you," Na Chen smiled, "I really didn't see you how you could do this at the beginning."

"Where am I?"

"I've never been able to watch someone dance hard. I want to just pull you off and press it on the ground on the spot," Na Chen whispered in his ear, "It's so embarrassing."

Anhe was a little unaware of how to continue. Na Chen's words made him feel embarrassed, but he was inexplicably ticked for a while. After a long time, he said: "If you have nothing to do, look at the political textbook."

Na Chen was stunned for a moment, smiled and let go of his arms: "You can really destroy the atmosphere."

"Really, it works. I'll get you one next time," Angel patted his arm and jumped into the car. "Let's go, take you back."

"My car is still downstairs of your house," Na Chen walked around the co-pilot and got in the car, put the seat back and lay down, "Go and get the car first. I have to drive for our teacher tomorrow."

"Yeah." Anhe nodded, picked up the music and put it on, and started the car.

Along the way, Na Chen was very quiet, without saying anything or moving. When An He waited for the red light, he looked at him and found that Na Chen had his eyes closed and seemed to be asleep.

"Big Seven?" he whispered.

Na Chen did not respond, and he reached out to bounce Na Chen's face again. Na Chen raised his hand and grabbed it on his face, but stopped moving.

Angel looked at his face. After Na Chen fell asleep, he looked very obedient, which was very different from usual.

He didn't even notice when the green light was on. The car behind him honked the horn, and Angel quickly stepped on the accelerator.

Until the car drove into the community, stopped downstairs, Na Chen fell asleep motionless.

Angel pushed him: "This classmate, wake up first."

Na Chen frowned and patted his hand away and continued to sleep.

This obsession with sleeping pose made Angel unable to bear to push him again, so he looked at the time on his phone.

"You should sleep for an hour." He opened the window a crack, but did not turn off the engine. He leaned on the back of the chair and looked at the open space illuminated by the street lights in a daze.

Occasionally, you can see fallen leaves floating by the wind and swirling by the wind. He counted them one by one, two, three, four, five, six, seven...

The music was turned off by him, and he could only hear the calm breathing of Chen in the carriage.

This quiet atmosphere made him very relaxed, and he placed the back of the chair back behind and closed his eyes.

The author has something to say: Finally, it can be said that Saturday has continued.
Chapter completed!