When Xu Yinghuan revealed the truth at once, Yan Zhusheng tightened her face and said seriously: "Huanhuan, you can't talk nonsense about things you haven't seen with your own eyes."

"That means I'm right!" Xu Yinghuan has figured out Yan Zhusheng's character. If she doesn't respond directly, she will probably be right.

When she thought of this, Xu Yinghuan couldn't help but cover her forehead, thinking that high school life is really different between people.

While she was still studying hard and striving for progress, someone was already looking for her future husband.

I have to say that from another perspective, this can be regarded as a kind of "striving for progress".

"Huanhuan." Yan Zhusheng blinked, looking at her with an innocent and expectant expression.

With such a delicate face, paired with a somewhat aloof temperament, and an intimate expression at this moment, even if Xu Yinghuan is a girl, she is a bit unable to withstand Yan Zhusheng's offensive.

In the end, Xu Yinghuan was defeated and waved her hands and said: "I know, I know, I'll get it for you, but you have to pay attention to your safety, you really can't mess around."

"Huanhuan, you are so kind."

"Hmph! I don't know who always said that I was bad before."

Yan Zhusheng nodded: "Indeed, I don't know either."

Xu Yinghuan: "..."

After watching Xu Yinghuan go upstairs, Yan Zhusheng returned to the room, closed the door, and then walked into the house.

At this time, Li Luo was lying on the bed with a hopeless expression on his face. His mind seemed to be still trying to accept the aftermath of tonight's catastrophic event.

"Are you okay?"

Yan Zhusheng walked to the bed, leaned over and waved her little hand above his eyes, and asked doubtfully, "It's just that my classmates know about it, what does it matter?"

"You don't understand." Li Luo moved his lips and said with a dry throat, "The good image I finally built up in school is all gone now."

"But your novel is very good." Yan Zhusheng took off his shoes, walked to the bed, knelt beside Li Luo and said, "I think everyone will like it."

When Li Luo heard this, his mouth suddenly twitched: "I would rather none of them look at it."

For strangers on the Internet, no matter how you read his novels, after all, they are people you don’t know in real life, so they don’t make a big impression.

But if people you know in real life read the novel you wrote, it would be a kind of public execution.

It's similar to how your teacher has to recite your essay affectionately in class if you get a perfect score in your Chinese essay, which can be a bit embarrassing.

This is just a serious composition.

If it were replaced by an Internet article full of acrimony, let alone how shameful it would be.

If it is only known by people who are familiar with it, then it is not unacceptable after getting used to it, and everyone will just laugh and joke around.

But if someone who doesn't know you very well but knows you knows about this kind of thing, it would be a complete torture.

Although Li Luo asked his classmates not to spread the news, he didn't know if other people in the school would know about it in the future.

Especially after being divided into classes, the classmates in Class 8 will be like a ball of fire when they gather together, and a sky full of stars when they are separated. The probability that his novel writing will be completely exposed in the school will also greatly increase.

From now on, for Li Luo, the No. 1 Middle School will not only be a school, but also a dark forest.

Everyone else is like a beast hiding in the dark.

He was the only one, the firefly who could still shine brightly in the total darkness, but everyone was able to see him.

And you don’t even know when someone looks at you, whether they know that you wrote a novel.

When he thought of this, Li Luo suddenly felt extremely desperate.

"Then what should we do now?" Yan Zhusheng looked at Li Luo's lifeless look and couldn't help but frown, beginning to worry about his mental state.

"What else can I do... Life is like sex. If you can't resist, you have to learn to adapt to it." Li Luo said as if he had accepted his fate.

"Aren't you going to enjoy it?" Yan Zhusheng tilted his head and asked, "I remember you wrote about it in the book."

"If that's the case, don't remember it so carefully, okay?"

"So are you feeling better now?" Yan Zhusheng asked.

"No." Li Luo rolled his eyes, then simply closed his eyes and waved his hand towards Yan Zhusheng, "I am already dead today. Please don't disturb me anymore. You can go back to your room and rest early."

That's what it says.

But when Li Luo finished saying this, he felt something suddenly pressing on him.

When he opened his eyes again, he found that Yan Zhusheng had straddled his waist, leaned over and hugged him gently.

"You, what are you doing?"

"Seeing that you are in a bad mood, I want to comfort you." Yan Zhusheng whispered, "When I was in a bad mood before, my mother would hug me."

"...I suddenly felt like I was in a good mood."

"Really?" Yan Zhusheng hugged her harder, "I don't seem to feel it."

Li Luo: "..."

So how can he prove that he is in a good mood?

Li Luo was speechless for a while, so he had to close his eyes again and let Yan Zhusheng comfort him.

At the same time, the cell phone that Li Luo had placed on the bedside beside him after entering the room suddenly vibrated.

When Yan Zhusheng heard the noise, he couldn't help but turn his head and glanced at the caller ID above. Then he thoughtfully pressed the connect button for him and pressed the speakerphone at the same time.

…

Far away in Bihailanting 1502 in Yinjiang District, Ying Chanxi went shopping with Qiao Xinyan during the day, bought some new pairs of pants for Li Luo, and then returned home happily.

Carrying the new pants, she walked into Li Luo's bedroom, opened the closet, and helped him put the new pants away. Ying Chanxi nodded with satisfaction, and went downstairs to have dinner with Xu Youyu.

After returning home, Ying Chanxi looked through Li Luo's novels and then looked at his QQ. He couldn't see the latest news from Li Luo, and couldn't help but feel a little bored.

Thinking of the class tour schedule that Li Luo shared with him before, they were probably enjoying the bonfire party and buffet barbecue at this time, right?

So envious...

Ying Chanxi lay on the bed, punched Pikachu Bang Bang twice, then hugged the panda doll sideways and buried his face in it.

After that, she took a deep breath, got up from the bed, sat down at the desk, patted her face, took out some exercise papers, and devoted her attention to studying, so as not to always think about something in her mind.

personal figure.

She was busy until ten o'clock in the evening, when the alarm clock ordered by Ying Chanxi rang. She finally couldn't wait to pick up her phone again and glanced at the messages on it.

Li Luo still didn't take the initiative to find her.

I obviously called her around ten o'clock yesterday.

Ying Chanxi lay back on the bed holding her cell phone, tossing and turning on it, but couldn't wait for Li Luo's call for a long time.

In the end, she couldn't hold it back any longer, so she took a change of clothes from the closet, took her cell phone, and went straight to the bathroom.

After closing the bathroom door, Ying Chanxi looked in the mirror, took a deep breath, finally mustered up the courage, turned around, turned on the shower head, and called Li Luo.

The call was quickly connected.

But there was a voice from the other side that she was very familiar with, but not the one she was most familiar with——

"Hello? Is this Xixi?"

Hearing this voice, Ying Chanxi's face suddenly stiffened, and he couldn't help but ask: "You, are you Zhusheng? How come you answered the phone? Where is Li Luoren?"

"He." Yan Zhusheng on the other end of the phone lowered his head and glanced at Li Luo underneath him, and then said, "He said he was dead and asked you not to disturb him."

Ying Chanxi: "?"

Li Luo: "?"

"Can you please stop talking nonsense here?" Li Luo quickly interrupted Yan Zhusheng's words and explained to Ying Chanxi, "Xixi, don't listen to her nonsense."

"Well..." Ying Chanxi was silent for a moment, and then asked, "It's so late, why is the bamboo sheng still there with you?"

"It's a long story." Li Luo coughed twice, patted Yan Zhusheng's butt, and motioned for her to come down quickly, and then asked casually, "I heard the voice over there, are you taking a shower?"

"Yeah." Ying Chanxi nodded, his cheeks slightly red.

It would be fine if it was just Li Luo alone. After all, they had already eaten while listening to each other's bathing sound last night.

But now there is another Yan Zhusheng, which makes Ying Chanxi a little more shy, feeling embarrassed that his little trick has been discovered by others.

But at this moment, Yan Zhusheng's voice suddenly came over: "Li Luo, why are you touching my butt?"

Ying Chanxi: "?!"

"I'm hitting you! I want you to go back to your room quickly!" Li Luo immediately shouted loudly and explained with sweat on his face, "Don't always misrepresent me!"

After listening to Li Luo's explanation, Ying Chanxi breathed a sigh of relief.

But even a spanking...isn't that too much?

Ying Chanxi pursed her lips, thinking that Li Luo had never spanked her before...well...it seemed like she had been spanked when she was a child, but it really hadn't happened since she entered junior high school.

Oh no... I seemed to have been beaten by Li Luo when we were playing hide and seek before, and he also pushed me on the leg and beat me.

Thinking of this, Ying Chanxi's cheeks suddenly turned red and her buttocks felt a little numb.

"Oh." Yan Zhusheng responded.
To be continued...