Male God’s Freestyle Flirting

Tang Xia accidentally slid into the homepage of her account, only to find that among the recent visitors, Han Yu's ID was impressively listed!

She broke into a cold sweat instantly, and hurriedly began to clean up some content that Han Yu must not see.

For example... that **** comment that was deleted because of a conflict last time, and finally restored because of his thoughtfulness!

As long as Tang Xia thinks that Han Yu sees this reply and then guesses that the ID is her, he will feel bad. There is a feeling of being glanced back and forth in public without clothes, without anything to hide your shame, and without any place to hide! Very embarrassing!

Fortunately, she didn't leave a lot of messages, and she didn't disclose any personal information. Based on these alone, Han Yu shouldn't be able to think of herself. After all, there are so many girls in No. 1 Middle School who are crazy about him, and she is not the only one. The scope is too wide, and it is difficult to search.

Reassuring herself like this, Tang Xia managed to calm down, and didn't bother to browse the forum anymore, so she logged off early and went back to her bedroom.

However, she did not expect that a young man who had a deep obsession with "hehe" quickly took screenshots of the IDs of people who were friends with her before she deleted the blocked content, and stayed up half the night to find out through these acquaintances. ID's personal information and the content of posting and replying, successfully narrowed down the scope to—

Senior two, girls, class ten, physics class six.

There are only two girls in class 6 who used to be from class 10, one is Tang Xia and the other is Xu Yayao.

In the middle of the night, when Han Yu came to this conclusion, he was in a daze.

He almost didn't need to think about it now to be sure it was Tang Xia.

The timing was just right, and when the two of them were on the phone, that "hehe" popped up.

It was already dark outside the window, Han Yu only turned on a lamp above the study, the curtains were half drawn, and the light was dim. He just nestled quietly in the back of the chair, with his two long legs crossed up on the chair, exposing his fair and delicate ankles.

It seems that the mood is very good all of a sudden.

very very good.

Because Tang Xia used a word - rival in love.

Han Yu lowered his eyes, the bottom of which was slightly rippling, reflecting the only dazzling light in the darkness.

Very nice, he liked the word.

like her.

Han Yu couldn't help laughing, straightened up and stretched comfortably, enjoying the physical and mental comfort he had never had before. Immediately, he turned off the computer, dragged a small blanket and walked briskly back to the bedroom.

The night was as cold as water, and the boy lay on the bed, looking out of the window with the curtains not drawn.

Sometimes he likes to sleep without the curtains closed, because he can see the bright light when he opens his eyes, and it always seems to arouse a little yearning for a new day in his subconscious.

But in fact it was useless, he was still as uninterested as ever.

Especially like today, Ching Ming Festival.

He hates this festival very much, not to mention worshiping ancestors and remembering ancestors, he simply hates the deep depression exuded by this festival. Of course, it also contained some other emotions, which he didn't want to think about.

But this year's Ching Ming Festival was much better than previous years. At least before going to bed, he learned a great secret.

Han Yu turned over, thinking silently, maybe he could find a chance to tease Tang Xia with this little joke? Should be fun.

Thinking in this way, the young man decided in an instant that when he woke up tomorrow morning, he would find a reason to ask the girl out.

That night, Tang Xia had a nightmare.

She dreamed that she was in a very old castle. She said that the castle was not accurate, and it was like a clock tower. Anyway, there were long and tall stairs inside. She couldn't see or feel it clearly, and she needed infinite courage to take a step.

Tang Xia feels that she has been walking for a long time without reaching the end, as if the stairs lead to eternity, and there is no end in sight.

Until she heard footsteps behind her, getting closer.

Tang Xia wanted to turn her head, but found that she couldn't turn her head no matter what. The steps were so close at hand, every step seemed to step on her heart. Tang Xia was so anxious that she wanted to cry, panting heavily, opened her mouth to shout, but couldn't utter a word.

She was a little aware that she was dreaming.

The sound of footsteps disappeared at this instant, replaced by a blue-faced fang-toothed ghost that suddenly appeared in front of my eyes!

Tang Xia screamed instantly!

"what-"

She clearly felt that she was shouting with all her strength, but she seemed to know that she didn't make any sound at all.

Because Dad can't hear.

Tang Xia wanted to turn around and run away. The monster in front of him looked terrifying, but he couldn't describe what it was scary in detail. Anyway, it gave people a kind of chilling fear, which was unforgettable at a glance.

But she couldn't turn around, her body seemed to be nailed in place, unable to move.

She struggled desperately, sweating all over, kicked her legs, and suddenly woke up without warning.

Tang Xia stared wide-eyed, staring blankly at the ceiling.

The warm sun outside the window pierced through the curtains, refracting the beautiful light on the chandelier, reflecting colorful splendor.

The weather looks fine.

Tang Xia exhaled, stretched out her arms and wiped the cold sweat on her forehead from being frightened by the nightmare, and then slowly sat up from the bed. She took the mobile phone next to the pillow, connected to the Internet, and started searching for Duke Zhou's dream interpretation like last time.

Dreaming of a castle...

The girl entered these words and waited for the webpage to jump.

There is.

Tang Xia calmed down.

Duke Zhou gave three explanations in his interpretation of dreams, using "beautiful", "mysterious" and "desolate" to describe the castle in the dream. She thought about it, and felt that what she dreamed should belong to the category of "mystery".

Tang Xia follows the prompts and looks towards the explanation—the dreamer will experience a pleasant journey.

The girl was taken aback, traveling?

Dad just mentioned yesterday that he is planning to go on a trip on May Day. Could it be...

Tang Xia gasped. She was not superstitious, and for the first time she was convinced by Duke Zhou's interpretation of dreams.

It seems that some things really cannot be explained by science.

She thought silently, put away her mobile phone, and couldn't help sighing while getting up and getting dressed. In this way, she is now looking forward to the trip in a month's time, what kind of pleasure will it be?

As soon as he cleaned himself up, washed his face and ate the simple breakfast prepared by Tang Zhihai, Han Yu called.

Probably after going through that incident last night before going to bed, Tang Xia suddenly felt a little embarrassed to face Han Yu. Even through the mobile phone, her eyes rolled back and forth when talking, which was unnatural.

"Are you free today?" the boy cut to the chase.

Tang Xia murmured, "Today..." Her facial features were twisted together in a tangle, racking her brains to think of what reason to reject Han Yu. After all, as long as he thought of his forum homepage yesterday, he might have seen the post from last year. His speech made him tremble all over.

what a shame...