Jian Xing watched Lu Cheng standing at his grandma's door smoking. After smoking for a long time, most of the time, his eyes were looking at her house.

What are you looking at?

Jian Xing wanted to open the window many times, but he stopped his movements in Lu Cheng's silence.

They were both conveying something blurry to each other, as blurred as this glass window.

Not long after, Lu Cheng entered the house and kicked the ash away before entering the house.

Jian Xing turned his eyes back to the test paper until Jian Ru came back, finished washing up, and returned to the house, without writing a single word.

It’s late at night, and emotions always control people’s nerves at any time. It’s best to find friends to talk to each other at night.

Jian Xing has nothing to talk about, but she has friends.

Friends are on their phones.

The phone was... Jian Xing's pupil tightened and he stood up suddenly.

The chair rubbed on the ground with a loud noise. Everyone was very sensitive during this period. Lu Cheng quickly knocked on the door and asked: "What's wrong with Jian Xing?"

"No, I accidentally dragged it to the chair."

Jian Xing's voice trembled significantly, but perhaps through the door, Lu Cheng didn't hear it. He said with a "oh": "It's too late, you finish writing and go to bed early."

Jane Xing didn't say goodbye, she turned around and walked to the door and opened it.

Lu Cheng seemed a little surprised. He has always been not good at hiding, so Jian Xing saw a clear intention of hiding in his eyes.

Jane Xing asked: "Why are you not sleeping yet?"

"I've been busy with something," said Lu Cheng hurriedly, "You go to bed early and you can't finish writing tomorrow. It's okay, Ang."

After he said that, he turned around and went back to his house without waiting for Jane Xing to say anything.

His movements were even a little hasty and looked guilty.

Jian Xing watched him close the door, waited for a while, but couldn't hear Jian Ru's voice, and she was probably asleep.

In the dark, Jian Xing seemed to have received some kind of information.

Instead of closing the door, she continued to sit back to her desk, but walked to the yard.

When opening the door of the house, I was not particularly careful in the movement. If Lu Cheng was awake, he would definitely hear it.

She entered her grandma's house and sat on the edge of the bed in the dark.

She sat in silence for a while before reaching out to touch the bed.

She touched her cell phone.

But not in its place.

The room was still very dark, Jane Xing grabbed her cell phone and turned her head to look at the door.

Lu Cheng was smoking there just now.

She saw a very small place there, illuminated by the moonlight.

Almost a week.

The wind and snow finally stopped.
Chapter completed!