"I'm right."

"But it's quite depressed, isn't it?"

"I'm depressed. I've been exercising for two semesters and I've been majestic for me. I can't get over the face," Anhe sat down beside him. "Can you keep this energy? You should be in front of me with the best efforts. Even Xu Jingyao, what else do you have besides exercising? What's there to nod on you all over your body?"

*I glanced at him and didn't say anything. After a while, I whispered: "It really hits people."

"You have strong ability to withstand the blow anyway," Angel smiled. "Is there any more to do? If you have nothing to do, hurry back to the classroom and stay there."

"Mr. An," * didn't move, "You are in a good mood today. I haven't seen you like this for a long time."

"It's pretty good," Angel took the cup and drank a sip of water. "You're not convinced?"

"It's because the relationship goes well, right?" * stared at him, "You're the same when you have sex."

Angel smiled and said nothing.

"Is it... the person I saw last time? Xu... Forget it, I won't ask," * stood up and picked up the cigarette that Anhe had suppressed, "I will press this one for me to do this."

"Don't hide from the toilet and smoke." Angel looked at him.

"Hey, I understand." * ran out of the office.

Angel stretched and leaned against the sofa.

He was in a good mood, so good that he wasn't even nervous about *'s guess.

Or... he no longer cared as much as before.

Some things are loosening a little bit, no longer tightly tying him, so that he can take every step carefully.

Only by loosening oneself can you loosen others.

Only by facing yourself can you face everything calmly.

Angel knocked on the cup, and his ideological level was getting higher and higher.

Before he got off work, he went to the class to take a walk. He was in pain because of the broken heart and needed to be the head teacher to smoke in front of him, and was lying on the table with him on the back seat. When he saw him standing outside the window, several people covered the book on the sign, and they all bowed their heads and stopped moving.

"Do you know why there are traffic rules? It's not to punish you, nor to make you fight wits with the police and surveillance cameras, it's to keep you alive," Angel stood at the back door, "think about the little IQ you used to fight with me."

When he turned around and walked downstairs, his cell phone rang. Anhe took it out and took a look. It was Nachen's text message.

Flour flour flour flour flour flour flour don't forget.

He smiled and poked a page on the screen. Knows, Knows, Knows, Knows, You Can't Forget.

Anhe bought flour from the supermarket, picked it up for another half a day, and bought a pack of coconut paste. He liked to eat coconut paste. When he was a child, he could grit his teeth and get his mother slapped it in the face to buy a small coconut paste.

Thinking of his mother, he sighed. The day when his grandfather was cremated was next Monday. The second aunt checked the almanac. She was in this state and didn’t know if she would go there.

He took a small handful of flour into a bowl, added some water and rubbed it into a ball. He grabbed it and played with it. He wanted to pinch it out in his shape, but it was still a ball after 20 minutes.

Just as he was sighing, Na Chen called: "Come to the window!"

"What are you doing? You're here?" Angel walked to the window and opened the curtains.

"Don't you want to see my handsome electric car? Did you see it?" Na Chen said.

Anhe looked down and it was already dark. He could only see Na Chen straddling a white car with his head raised and looking up. He waved his hand: "White?"

"Yeah, is it slutty?" Na Chen said with a smile.

"I can't see clearly."

"Wait," Na Chen lowered his head.

Anhe saw a flash of fire in Nachen's hand, and then a golden light flashed out, and the stars of Mars jumped out.

"Damn!" Angel was stunned, "Where did you get the fireworks?"

"I bought it for the New Year and didn't put it on," Na Chen raised his hand and drew the fireworks in circles, "Anhe."

"Um?"

"I love you."

Angel lost his voice, staring at the golden light suddenly felt his eyes heat up and his nose was sour.

"Why don't you talk? Are you crying?" Na Chen asked with a smile, and began to paddle in the air with fireworks.

Angel couldn't see the trajectory of the light clearly, but when Na Chen made the first stroke, he saw that it was an l, and he didn't have to look at it later to know what it was.
Chapter completed!