Paranoia he is a treasure

Chapter 200 Restless
Yan Shuo... very beautiful.

Yun Nianqing withdrew his gaze and brushed the questions mechanically.

She didn't know how long this life would last, let alone how long she could last...

……

Because of Yan Shuo, Yun Nianqing suffered from insomnia tonight.

After the lights in the dormitory were turned off, she covered herself in a quilt.

She likes the feeling of being suffocated.

She knew it was a way of self-torture, but she didn't stop self-torture.

Only when she breathed fresh air when she was about to suffocate, could she be sure that she hadn't turned into a walking dead.

The melatonin in the pill bottle was gone.

Yun Nianqing almost died on this night without medicine.

That feeling is like falling into the vast ocean, the waves are rolling, and the lightning and thunder are thundering in the rainstorm.

There is no direction, no goal, and nothing that can save her.

Drowning again and again was close to death, but he couldn't die no matter what.

Fear, anxiety, restlessness, pessimism...

She didn't know how she fell asleep, but was woken up by Wen Luo the next day.

The three girls were so frightened that they thought Yun Nianqing had a fever again, but luckily they didn't.

The girl looked bad, her face was pale, and her voice was hoarse: "I couldn't sleep last night, what time is it now?"

Lin Cha looked at his watch and said softly, "It's 10:[-], and there are still [-] minutes left."

Wen Luo was still getting dressed on the bed: "I thought you had a fever again." She yawned as she spoke.

Song Nanzhi went to wash her face.

Lin Cha was the first to wash up: "Then take your time and clean up, I'm leaving first."

Yun Nianqing said softly: "Be careful."

After Lin Cha left, the remaining three girls cleaned up and washed one after another, and then went to the classroom together.

Yun Nianqing didn't sleep well all night, and this morning the teacher was giving a lecture on it, and she was struggling underneath.

There are four classes in the morning. Coincidentally, my English is not very good. There are two English classes this morning, which is the time when people are most likely to get sleepy.

After finally surviving the second English class, Yun Nianqing fell asleep on the table.

The next class is math and she can sleep.

What the girl didn't know was that after she fell asleep, the person next to her watched her class.

After math class, many people were sleeping, including Yan Shuo.

It's a rare scene where the two masters sit and sleep together. Someone took a photo of it, and this person is Wen Luo.

Song Nanzhi nodded her head, and said in a low voice: "You don't want to die? It's fine to shoot Nianqing, but you dare to shoot Yan Shuo."

In fact, Wen Luo's heart was beating extremely fast when taking pictures, and she was afraid that Yan Shuo would suddenly turn his head and kick her away.

But okay...

Wen Luo took Song Nanzhi's hand and ran to the corridor to find out the photos she took.

The girl was facing the wall, and the boy was facing the girl. The profiles of the two with their eyes closed were perfect and impeccable.

Fairy!
After seeing the photo, Song Nanzhi gave a thumbs up: "Hurry up and put it away so that no one will see it."

Wen Luo nodded with a smile and stuffed the phone into his pocket.

Suddenly thought of something: "By the way, my opponent, Yan Shuo kept watching Nian Qing in math class, I was afraid to death."

Song Nanzhi panicked intuitively: "Do you want to tell Nian Qing?"

Wen Luo hurriedly shook her head: "Let's observe for a few more days."

What if it's just a conflict of vision?Maybe Yan Shuo looked out the window again?

Last class in the morning.

The teacher didn't come, the students did what they wanted, and the classroom was quiet because the bosses were sleeping.

Yun Nianqing was woken up by the bell for the last get out of class.

She thought this class was a math class, and planned to put away the math books on the table and take out the textbooks for the next class, but... the students in the class left one after another with their schoolbags on their backs.

(End of this chapter)