On the night when everyone met again, Zhong Yirou returned to Yang Erci's home.

Along the way, she didn't know how to speak, but fortunately, Yang Erci didn't say anything, and drove the aircraft silently until she arrived at home.

"Do you live alone now?"

Zhong Yirou rushed to Yang Erci and walked next to her.

"Yeah." Yang Erci stood in front of his apartment, scanned and opened the door, and let Zhong Yirou go in first, "I moved out some time ago."

Zhong Yirou said thank you and walked in.

"You wear this." Yang Erci took out a pair of new pink slippers from the cabinet and put them at Zhong Yirou's feet.

The moment she opened the cabinet door, Zhong Yirou noticed that all Yang Erci's shoes were almost black and white, and her pink plush slippers looked particularly out of place.

"Is this new?" Zhong Yirou took off her high heels and changed into slippers.

"Yeah, I bought it yesterday."

Did you know I was coming yesterday?

Zhong Yirou followed her in, and a sense of joy rose in her heart.

Yang Erci walked straight to the kitchen, poured himself a glass of water, and drank quietly.

Zhong Yirou felt a little restrained for no reason, not because she came to Yang Erci's house. She had been alone with Yang Erci many times in the world of the altar.

"Drink water?" Yang Erci turned to look at her and shook the empty glass in his hand.

Zhong Yirou nodded, "Drink, I want to drink some ice."

Yang Erci nodded, opened the refrigerator, and took out a bottle of water from it. Zhong Yirou then walked over, and the two stood in front of the refrigerator. Yang Erci twisted the bottle cap and handed her the water.

"Thank you."

Zhong Yirou took a sip and twisted the bottle cap back. The water was very cold, which made her wake up suddenly. She looked up at Yang Erci. After drinking some wine, Yang Erci always had a little blood on her pale face. Her eyes were very beautiful, her eyelashes were long, and her pupils were very light. The implantable lenses aggravated the alienation of her eyes.

"Are you finished drinking?" Yang Erci lowered his eyes and reached out to find her to ask for the water bottle. "Hold the cold in your hand, give it to me."

Zhong Yirou subconsciously held the water bottle in her hand tightly, and her knuckles turned white.

"I...you've been..." She hesitated and didn't say anything. She suddenly smiled, as if she was mocking herself, "E Ci, I haven't seen you for so many years, do you have someone you like?"

Yang Erci held the cup in his hand and nodded, "Yes."

Zhong Yirou's heart was clenched hard by an invisible hand, and she still kept smiling, "Well..."

After pausing for a long time, Zhong Yirou didn't know what to say, or whether she would say it now.

But Yang Erci took her home, and she said whether to take it seriously.

She herself didn't know if she should take it seriously.

"Then do you have a partner in love now?" Zhong Yirou asked.

Yang Erci shook his head.

After thinking for a while, Zhong Yirou sighed, "E Ci, do you think I am a coward?"

Yang Erci curled the corners of his mouth slightly, stretched out a hand, and touched Zhong Yirou's hair, "Why do you say that?"

Zhong Yirou raised her head and looked at Yang Erci's eyes, "I didn't forget what I said last time, and you didn't respond to me positively."

She couldn't understand Yang Erci's heart, and the situation was urgent at that time, and she couldn't take care of her private affairs, so it was not easy to survive.

But Yang Erci didn't seem to be planning to talk to her on his own initiative.

Zhong Yirou took a deep breath, grabbed Yang Erci's hand, and pursed her lips, "I say it again, I like you, I really like you, I don't want to be a friend. In the last cycle game, I realized that you died in front of me, I was really very, very uncomfortable, I...I don't want you to leave me."

As she said that, she looked up, her beautiful eyes a little wet.

"What about you? What do you think? Do you... like me? Or do you have something else..."

Yang Erci chuckled and cut off the words she hadn't finished, "Does this still need to be confirmed?"

She held Zhong Yirou's hand and said, "I like you, it should be earlier."

Zhong Yirou looked surprised, "When?"

She had no feelings at all.

"Guess?" Yang Erci grabbed Zhong Yirou's hand, stepped closer to her, lowered his head slightly, and his voice was very soft, "If you guess correctly, I'll let you go home."

Zhong Yirou almost cried, but now she was laughing again, and she hooked her hands around Yang Erci's neck, "Then I won't guess."

She suspected that Yang Erci had deliberately forced her to cry, so she admitted that she liked her.

The kitchen light was cold, and Zhong Yirou's eyes were bright, as if it was reflected in the snow. Yang Erci lowered his head and pressed against her nose.

"It reminds you of bad memories." Yang Erci's voice was very gentle, "I'm sorry."

Zhong Yirou shook her head, leaned over, and kissed Yang Erci's lips, "Anyway, you're by my side now."

Yang Erci hugged her waist and pressed Zhong Yirou to the refrigerator to kiss her. Her fingers were linked together. During this period, she recalled many scenes, mostly Zhong Yirou's smile, her beautiful eyes bent into the shape of a crescent moon, and the pleasant fragrance on her body, just like what she smells now.

Zhong Yirou gradually fell into a kiss, her hands unconsciously released, and the water bottle that had been held fell to the ground.

"E Ci..."

"Don't worry." Yang Erci's slender fingers inserted into her hair and rubbed them gently.

The neon lights outside the window have not disappeared overnight, and the air is filled with ambiguous moisture. Death and life are separated. These tragedies that have been experienced one by one are left behind, leaving only the integration of the soul.

Yang Erci doesn’t have to sacrifice, and Zhong Yirou doesn’t have to turn into a pollutant to protect everyone. They are just two girls in the ordinary world, loving each other.

During the holidays, Zhong Yirou did not even go home. She used the excuse that her classmates and parents were not at home and went to stay with her for a few days. Zhong Yirou's parents were both very open-minded and agreed.

In this way, she stayed at Yang Erci's house until the return day. The two of them went to an unmanned supermarket together, complaining about expensive vegetables, and kissing in front of the shelves filled with milk.

She just slept in the early morning the night before, but Yang Erci's biological clock quickly woke her up. She kissed Zhong Yirou, who was still sleeping beside her, looked at her quietly for a while, then put on her clothes and got up to make breakfast.

The alarm clock rang three times, and Zhong Yirou finally couldn't help but wake up. Before her eyes opened, she suddenly heard Yang Erci's voice.

"Are you going to have a holiday today? Is there no classes in the morning?"

Before Zhong Yirou could fully wake up, she complained and said, "Why did she say that she was so uninteresting as soon as she woke up..."

Halfway through her speech, she woke up and sat up.

"It's over, what day will you come today?"

"No. 8." Yang Erci placed the fried egg on the table, walked towards Zhong Yirou, bent down, and pecked gently on her lips, "Wash and eat, I'll take you to school."

"Oh," Zhong Yirou immediately started wearing underwear, and was busy buttoning, "I have to hurry up, I'm going to call you." She suddenly found that she had forgotten to wash her clothes, so she looked up, "E Ci, lend me your clothes!"

"Look for the cloakroom by yourself." Yang Erci was picking shoes.

Yang Erci's wardrobe was covered with black, white and gray clothes, mostly shirts and suits, and there were few casual clothes. She chose a gray shirt to change into, and the hem was just up to her thighs.

"How is this?" Zhong Yirou ran to Yang Erci and walked around.

Obviously, Yang Erci was dissatisfied. She tilted her head, "Don't you think it's a little shorter?"

"Not short, right?" Zhong Yirou looked down.

Yang Erci wore a black shirt himself, a gray long suit jacket and gray trousers. In addition to being elite, he also had some abstinence.

"I have a sportswear." Yang Erci pulled Zhong Yirou back to the cloakroom and forced Zhong Yirou to change into her full white sportswear.

"I've never worn such unsexy clothes."

Sitting in the passenger seat, Zhong Yirou shook her sleeves and held her face a little helpless.

“Just change style.”

Zhong Yirou was still strange and looked at Yang Erci, "I said, "You are not wearing it today..."

"What?" Yang Erci was about to land.

"I can't say it." Zhong Yirou murmured in a low voice, "It doesn't feel like I'm going to work."

Yang Erci smiled and said nothing. She sent Zhong Yirou to school and said to ground the aircraft.

Zhong Yirou hurried to the sky classroom, but fortunately the ringtone did not ring and the teacher did not come either.

Her classmate and friend Julie stood up and waved at her, "Yirou! Why did you dress like this today?"

"Ah...just change your style." Zhong Yirou smiled dryly.

“This set looks pretty good too.”

The two were saying this when a sound came from outside the classroom door.

Zhong Yirou took out the things in her bag one by one, feeling that something was missing, so she looked for it again.

"Good morning."

This sound...

Zhong Yirou, who looked down at something, raised her head and was stunned.

Isn’t this...Yang Erci?

What about the teacher? Why did she become her?
To be continued...