Zhou Jin was stunned. At that moment, Xu Lang felt very different from him in peace.

Gloomy, resourceful and frightening possessive, strong and invincible.

Although Xu Lang is usually lazy and rebellious, he looks so unpredictable and gloomy. It's really the first time to see him.

"Brother Lang?" Zhou Jin was a little surprised. "Is it serious to be so strict? It's just a love. There's no grass at the end of the world. Why fall in love with a flower? "

"Yes."

Xu Lang nodded slightly. He looked lazy and casual. The whole person seemed to relax a lot. The clouds on his face dissipated, even with a faint smile.

"Thank you." Xu Lang said.

Zhou Jin: "??"

What did he do?

Xu Lang slightly hooked the corner of his mouth. He leaned comfortably on the pillow behind him, and the burden of three days on his chest was lifted at once.

Very pleasant.

Zhou Jin finally left home with questions, leaving Xu Lang alone.

The daylighting of the ward is very good, and the dazzling dusk is completely projected from the floor window, shining warmly on the hospital bed.

Lying on it, Xu Lang kept looking up at the window with a smile on his face.

Yeah, silly sad what.

Like should strive for, like desperate like, desperate to strive for, rob and plan.

Step by step, bring her into the palm of your hand and into your arms.

What if she doesn't like me? Let her like it.

Slowly possess her and completely make her your own.

Think of ways, think of thousands of ways.

After all, he is not Zhou Jin.

Like only one, heart only one.

Gave it to her,

She's mine.

……

A week later, Xu Lang was discharged from the hospital. Shi Li didn't pick it up. The system whispered in his ear all day that his popularity was going to drop. Anyway, he was indifferent.

The second class in the morning was her Chinese class. When she was in class, the door was kicked open, and the whole audience's eyes immediately gathered behind.

Standing at the back door, the boy in school uniform hung his coat lazily on his shoulder and leaned lazily against the door with the sun on his back.

"Who... Sleeping trough! It's Lang Shao! Lang, don't dye your hair! "

"Wow, it's the first time I saw Lang Shao's black hair. He's very handsome. How can handsome people be handsome? I really envy, envy and hate!"

Even Shi Li, who leaned slightly against the podium, raised his eyebrows in surprise, and Xu Lang ran returned to his black hair.

The originally publicized golden hair like the sun was dyed black and cut short. It was too short to grasp by hand. His ears were exposed, and his increasingly fierce and bright facial features.

Obviously dyed black, it looks more and more ruffian. It feels more evil than gold. It is hidden in the bottom of my eyes and smiles foolishly.

He stood awkwardly with chewing gum in his mouth for a while, and then walked to the podium. His eyes were lazy. It seemed that he was looking away from time to time and didn't look at it.

"Pa!"

His hands slapped heavily on the podium, making a heavy dull sound, and the chalk dust flew up and overflowed in the sun.

And Xu Lang, under everyone's eyes, approached and left from a commanding position.

Close, close, so oppressive gradually approaching, in a trance, this guy seems to be kissing next.

But he paused and smiled. His soft black hair stood upright, as sharp and aggressive as his smile.

"Hello, Miss Chen."