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When school started, Jing An didn't seem to feel anything other than a little depressed.

Year after year, it seems to be like this.

Winter and autumn are busy, and winter and summer come and go in a hurry.

It wasn't until after the first class was over that Professor Chen left him alone, and when he talked about the postgraduate entrance examination in the future, Jing An realized that he had already reached the second half of the university stage.

During Jing An's junior year, many major events happened, and the postgraduate entrance examination was definitely the smallest one. However, for Jing An at that time, this event made him extremely sad.

Professor Chen showed great enthusiasm for this matter.

"Jing Ana, which school do you want to go to? I think you can get guaranteed graduate studies based on your grades. As for which school to go to? Cough, it is no exaggeration to say that although Beijing University is generally better than us, But we are not inferior to him in horticulture, we are number one in horticulture in the country, and it is also convenient if you want to keep the research.”

"Of course, it's up to you."

Jing An was a little embarrassed: "No more."

Professor Chen glared at him and said, "Why so early? How many people have been preparing for this since freshman year!"

Jing An: "Oh."

Professor Chen was helpless: "You child, oh what, what do you think?"

Jing An thought for a long time, but still said: "Ah, let's talk about it in another year."

Professor Chen's mouth was dry when he was talking to him, but when he saw that he was still like this, he became very angry and waved him out.

Out of sight out of mind.

Jing An walked out slowly.

In fact, he was also thinking, what will he do in the future?

Well, it seems like I don't want to do anything.

The phone vibrated in his trouser pocket.

Gu San sent a message: "I'll go see you when I get off work, and get ready to meet you."

Then immediately added another one: "Don't let me find out that you have an affair with others."

Jing An frowned, and said, "How long has school started? You wait for me to go back on Saturdays and Sundays in a few days."

"You despise me? Jing An, you are fat, aren't you?"

Jing An: "..."

He said, "It's not convenient for you to take people with you when you go out, it's not safe."

Gu San said: "Then this is the last time."

Jing An said, "Alright then."

After returning to the dormitory, Jing An saw a lunch on the table.

Fang Mingming should have asked someone to buy it for him.

It is delicious in color and fragrance, and it should not be the handicraft of the school cafeteria.

Jing An didn't eat in the morning, and didn't plan to go down for lunch. He happened to have a mixed breakfast and lunch, so after paying Fang Mingming, he opened the door and sat down to eat.

Jing An felt something was wrong when he took the first bite.

Like, smells like wine?

Not heavy though.

Eat less...it should be fine, right?

Jing An ate with peace of mind.

After he finished eating the rice in the box, he stood up and suddenly felt a little dizzy.

He staggered a bit, barely walked to the bed, lay down, and then fell asleep quickly.

Jing An fell into a dizzy sleep, as if he had entered another world.

In the dream, he seemed to meet someone.

The man was dressed in red, riding on a tall brown horse, and next to him was a white snow quilt stained red with blood.

"Your Majesty," he said softly, "Your Majesty, do you hate me?"

Don't hate, Jing An thought, I have never been very fond of you, I...

"Your Majesty," he asked again, "do you love me?"

Jing An looked at him, and there was a trace of sadness in his eyes, as if he knew that he would not get any good answers, but he would rather be smashed to pieces than get an answer.

Seeing him like this, Jing An felt an inexplicable pain in his heart, and wanted to say, no, no, I...

"Jing An, Jing An, are you asleep?"

An incompatible voice broke in, tearing Jing An's dream apart.

Blood, snow, and him all distorted and deformed before disappearing.

Jing An's whole body trembled violently.

No, no, Yan Hanzhang——

Don't, don't go, don't go, okay?

"Jing An, Jing An, don't scare me, Jing An, wake up, if you don't wake up, I will call an ambulance."

Jing An slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were clear for a while, and then quickly covered with a layer of light and shadow like frosted glass, like seeing the moon with myopic eyes, only seeing a blur.

Blurred all his pretense and deep passion.

A blur of red.

is red.

Big red cloak, black riding attire.

"Yan Hanzhang?" His voice trembled a little.

is that you?

Did you come back?

Fang Mingming looked at him in a daze, and suddenly smiled when he heard the words, and said, "Jing An, you are so smart, how did you know that I was going to play Yan Hanzhang? According to history books, Yan Hanzhang is not as handsome as ordinary people, and he loves the one in bright red the most in his life." The cloak and the black riding suit, I started the machine today for the first time, and I really couldn’t put it down, so I put it back on without changing.”

The voice distorted into a soft ball, and none of them broke through Jing An's self-enclosed world. He just looked at Fang Mingming, and in his eyes was the affection that Fang Mingming felt trembled when he looked at it.

Fang Mingming felt a little scared, he wanted to walk away.

"Jing An, I—"

Jing An hugged him fiercely, and kept shouting in a trembling voice: "Hanzhang, Hanzhang, don't go..."

Fang Mingming's heart was beating violently, and it was also in severe pain.He knew who the Hanzhang he was playing was, but he didn't know who the Hanzhang he was talking about was.

But that person is definitely not him.

The door slammed open.

"What are you doing?"

Fang Mingming turned his head to look, and there was Gu San standing at the door with a frosty face, looking at them coldly.

Fang Mingming struggled hard, but he couldn't break free from Jing An's embrace.

Jing An kept calling that person's name, as if he had melted that person into his flesh and blood, into his heart and lungs, and said in a voice that made one's heart tremble: "Hanzhang..."

Gu San's expression suddenly changed, he stepped forward abruptly to separate Jing An from that annoying boy, and then gave him a cold look.

Fang Mingming fell to the ground, only feeling pain in his body, but more pain in his heart, he turned his head to look at Gu San, with an uncontrollable cry in his voice, and said, "Believe it or not, this matter has nothing to do with me. Relationship. I love him! I know he doesn't love me, but I love him even if I'm a bitch! But I will never take it for others!"

Gu San didn't look at him anymore, he sat by the bed and looked at Jing An.

Jing An was still shouting in a low voice: "Hanzhang, Hanzhang..."

Gu San kissed his forehead and said softly, "I'm here."

Jing An got up abruptly and hugged him tightly.

Fang Mingming glanced at them sadly, then walked out.

I will officially join the group tomorrow, and I will never come back again.

Gu San said: "Jing An, don't be afraid, I'm here."

Jing An paused, and then began to cry in a low voice.

Gu San was startled, he had been with Jing An for more than ten years, and he had never seen him shed a tear.

He was frightened, and felt distressed and at a loss. He just felt that his tears would flow down for no reason, so he begged him, "Jing An, what's wrong with Jing An? I beg you to tell me, okay? You Don't scare me, I'm so scared."

Jing An hugged him tightly and said, "Yan Hanzhang, I'm sorry."

"Ah, what's so sorry..."

"I love you."

Gu San's voice stopped abruptly.

He felt that he might be hallucinating, otherwise why would it feel like time stopped all of a sudden?

He heard his own voice trembling in the hopeless way, he was about to cry, and said, "Jing An, what are you talking about? Can you tell me again, okay? Okay?"

Jing An closed his eyes, except for that person, he has nothing in the whole world.

"Yan Hanzhang, I love you."

Gu San finally couldn't help crying.

He said: "Jing An, you bastard, do you know how many years I have been waiting for your words?"

"I thought I could only hear it when my hair turned gray, I became an old man, and I turned into a pile of ashes!"

Jing An couldn't hear his words, he just immersed himself in his own world and said, "I'm sorry, Yan Hanzhang, but why did you fall in love with me at that time? At that time, you didn't love me."

But I can't help wanting you.

Gu San's crying stopped abruptly, he looked at him, gritted his teeth and said: "If you say that I fell in love with you because of the system, and that I will never fall in love with you at first sight, I will go and put myself in love with you." Hit amnesia!"

Jing An became quiet.

Gu San nestled in his arms, crying softly, trembling all over.

Jing An, Jing An, why are you so stubborn.

Do you know that loving you, I have exhausted all my strength.

After waking up the next day, Jing An forgot everything as usual.

Gu San didn't mention it either.

When he was too old to walk and was about to leave this world, the last scene in his mind was that day when Jing An hugged him tightly, and said in a voice that was almost desperate and almost reborn:

"Yan Hanzhang, I love you."

Jing An who had forgotten about this incident was still a cold, heartless and unreasonable person.

Like a large indifferent body.

But Gu San doesn't mind anymore - of course he didn't mind before.

Just more peace of mind.

Jing An feels that Gu San's gentleness these days is frightening.

He always felt that the other party was planning something extraordinary, such as tying him to a small dark room for seven days and seven nights.

Jing An shook his head, throwing away those weird thoughts.

If that time really comes, he will—

Hmm, can't figure it out.

Let's talk about it later.

I don't suffer anyway.

Jing An let this matter go with peace of mind.

Until one Friday evening, on the way back home from school, Jing An was suddenly blindfolded and dragged into the car.

"Don't move! Rob!" The visitor said viciously.His voice sounded like a burly man.

Jing An sat in the car very calmly, and as soon as he touched the seat, he knew that it was not a car that gangsters could afford.

The person who came was still saying: "Don't move around! Otherwise we won't be responsible for the fall!"

Jing An nodded: "Oh."

Why is this so calm?

The kidnapper brother wanted to cry.

I can't help but sigh, this is the man I'm looking at

Jing An paused, and then asked, "Why are you kidnapping me? I don't have any money, but my wife has a lot. May I give him a call?"

Fake kidnapper: "!!!"