The scene in front of Cheng Yan's eyes changed, and he left that cozy house in an instant.

In front of me was the silent campus, which became more and more bleak in the dark sky.

Cheng Yan's eyes moved quickly, looking for the figure of the boy.

Suddenly a person approached quickly by his side, sensing the other person's aura, Cheng Yan didn't hide, and let the other person press himself against the wall.

Xu Heng leaned against Cheng Yan's neck and shackled him to the wall, his eyes were scarlet, full of cold ferocity.

"Who are you?"

The hoarse and cold voice came to Cheng Yan's ears, he raised his eyes, and looked into his eyes without avoiding.

In the depths of those eyes that were covered with fierceness, there was an imperceptible hope.

"I'm Cheng Yan."

His sincere and clear voice sounded, facing the young man's questioning, he was neither annoyed nor angry, but just reiterated this sentence that he said many times.

"Do you know who I am?" Xu Heng frowned, the cruelty in his eyes still undiminished.

"Xu Heng."

A completely meaningless question and answer, Xu Heng listened to this answer, not knowing whether to be happy or disappointed.

He seemed to have no memory of everything in the past, only Xu Heng, who was suddenly disturbed by those gushing memories.

In his memory, that man suddenly broke into his life, saved him from fire and water, and then disappeared completely when his life gradually got on the right track. So far, he has not appeared for nine years.

Even this was the first time in the past nine years that he remembered that there was such a person in his life.

It appeared out of thin air, so false that he even doubted its authenticity.

But those memories are so clear and terrifying, as if it happened just a few minutes ago.

"Sorry Xu Heng, I didn't eat the braised pork and crucian carp soup you made for me."

The man in front of him suddenly made a sound, Xu Heng raised his eyes abruptly, and the sockets of his eyes turned red quickly.

He remembers...

He remembers!

Xu Heng gritted his back molars, the veins on his forehead bulged, and he punched Cheng Yan in the face, and the latter didn't dodge or dodge, and received a punch.

Just like the punches that Qianchengyan taught him to punch, after the opponent disappeared, Xu Heng rehearsed countless times in his mind the scene of knocking him down with one punch.

Now that it's really hit, everything is becoming more and more fake.

Seeing the blood on the corner of his mouth, Xu Heng's heart trembled, but his face became more and more fierce.

"Where have you been all these years?"

When I asked the words, I was surprised that my voice was a little choked.

But he must know.

He clearly said that he would not be thrown away, but what kind of force majeure was it that made him not show up for nine years?

Nine years have passed, and he has not changed at all, exactly the same as in memory, except for his temperament.

Cheng Yan raised his hand and wiped away the blood from his lips with his thumb. His already bright red lips were stained with blood, making them even more coquettish.

He opened his mouth, but didn't know where to start.

What should he say?

Said that he has been playing black fists to deliver food?

Or did he not actually exist in those nine years?

Before he came back, Cheng Yan really did not expect that Xu Heng would have those memories, and that more than a month had become a part of his destiny change.

For more than a month, Cheng Yan wanted to get rid of his adoptive father, so that Xu Heng would not personally kill Xu Xinglong because of the long-term abuse.

But he only had time to remove Xu Xinglong from the huge Xu family, ruining Xu Xinglong's reputation.

At that time, Xu Xinglong was at a time when he had nothing to rely on, and everything he did became the driving force behind Xu Heng's killing of Xu Xinglong.

He wanted to change his fate, but he became a part of it.

Obviously, he has seen the end of many people who tried to change their fate, and he knows this truth best, but he is still blinded by emotions, and does those stupid things that he used to sneer at.

Xu Heng waited for a long time, but before waiting for the other party's answer, he sneered indifferently.

"Why, can't you say it? Or am I not qualified to know?"

He was willing to listen to his force majeure, even if he made it up and perfunctory, but he didn't say a word.

Xu Heng slowly let go of his hand.

Suddenly, he was pulled into a warm embrace by a strong force, and the sound of rapid heartbeats could be heard incessantly, stirring his heart one after another, pulling his heartbeat to the same frequency.

The tangy herbaceous hormones enveloped him firmly, not letting go of the slightest gap.

Cheng Yan's apologetic voice clearly entered the ear canal, "I wanted to say goodbye to you, but I was too slow."

His voice choked for a second, "I'm sorry, I missed your nine years."

He couldn't explain that when Xu Heng met him when he was eight years old, it happened only half an hour ago. This will undoubtedly make Xu Heng misunderstand that he approached him with a purpose.

Xu Heng didn't want to get an accurate answer, he just wanted to know whether everything Cheng Yan did was sincere.

Xu Heng closed his eyes, maybe he just said it casually, but he was still happy about it.

This long-lost emotion has never appeared since Cheng Yan left.

"When I was able to see me, I didn't recognize me." He suddenly remembered that when Cheng Yan saw him for the first time, his eyes were full of strangeness.

It's not at all like Cheng Yan who was always thinking of him in his memory.

"Why are you still beating me up? It's obvious that you didn't recognize me." Cheng Yan smiled, and he said this without any pressure.

Xu Heng pursed her lips, as if that was indeed the case.

At that time, he only felt that this person disturbed his tranquility and was annoying.

Cheng Yan rubbed his head, felt the soft hair of the other party, and sighed in his heart, finally touched it.

"Then... can you stop being angry?"

There was some caution in his words.

Xu Heng frowned, "I'm not angry, I just want to hit you."

That's right, I wanted to hit him a long time ago.

Cheng Yan raised his eyebrows, let go of him, and stared at him with a smile, "Hit whatever you want."

Xu Heng stared at him deeply, the source of warmth in his body suddenly left, and the cool wind blew by, and there was a slight chill in his heart.

After a long time, Xu Heng looked away, turned and walked into the corridor.

Cheng Yan followed slowly, "Just tell me if you want to hit me, and I'll let you hit me anytime."

His tone returned to a lazy tone, and he didn't deserve a beating.

Xu Heng walked down the stairs quickly, ignoring it.

Cheng Yan rescued him from Xu Xinglong's grasp. It was already against his kindness to punch him. Although he was still angry, it was absolutely impossible to strike him again.

Cheng Yan's eyes followed Xu Heng's figure, no matter how far the other party walked, he always followed the distance of two steps, neither far nor near.

Xu Heng hasn't forgiven him yet, so he has no choice but to grasp the distance between the two of them.

009 held the watermelon probe, "Host, according to my calculations, if you force him now, there is a 99% success rate."

"What about the remaining 1%?" Cheng Yan's mouth twitched.

009 took it for granted: "Of course it is more coercive. The villain has love for you engraved in his genes, and will not turn against you. At most, he will beat you up and ignore you."

Cheng Yan smacked his lips, "You look very skilled."

009 choked and shut down the microphone.

"Why don't you say it, have you been forced by someone or the system?"

009 play dead.

Cheng Yan laughed, and stopped embarrassing him, and instead asked Yi Yao, "What happened to Yi Yao?"

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