Chapter 112 Undercurrent
Chapter 112 Undercurrent
There has never been such a romantic night. Cheng Yan snuggled in Zandik's arms, and stretched out his fingers to depict her beautiful facial features. Zandik's eyelashes moved slightly, brushing against Cheng Yan's fingertips.
"Great, great, tomorrow..." The atmosphere was so good that Cheng Yanqing couldn't help but want to find something to say. He opened his mouth with his eyes curved, but stopped talking the next moment.
Zandik leaned his head down, with his chin just touching Cheng Yan's forehead, and asked a question even though he knew the answer.
"What tomorrow?"
Cheng Yan covered his mouth, "No, nothing, you will know tomorrow."
The arrow is on the string, and I must not let it down at the last moment. If I say it’s a surprise, it’s a surprise, and I can’t tell Zanzan in advance.
The alluring red eyes stared at him without blinking. Cheng Yan's cheeks turned slightly red and he buried himself in Zandik's arms and pretended to be dead.
"I, I'm sleepy and I want to go to bed."
With a smile on his lips, Zandik hugged the person in his arms tightly.
Night fell quietly, and only the lights in the house were still emitting a faint light.
The next day.
When Zandik opened his eyes, his arms were empty. Only the aroma of porridge and rice floating in the room indicated that Cheng Yan had just left.
Turning over and getting out of bed, Zandik saw the note next to the food on the table.
【Like, get out of here! 】
The handwriting that was carefully written is so rare that it is much easier to distinguish than the usual scribbles.
After putting the note down, Zandik came to the closet and for the first time felt that he had too few clothes, and the colors and styles were a bit monotonous. At this time, he didn't have a suitable combination to wear out.
She pursed her lips and reluctantly picked out an outfit that was a little more exquisite than usual, which caught people's eyes and made it almost impossible to take their eyes off the tall and graceful person.
After adjusting his cuffs, Zandik walked to the door, raised his hand, and closed it, with a slight sense of nervousness spreading in his heart.
But soon, anticipation took over, and she became eager to meet Cheng Yan as soon as possible. She pushed the door open and walked out. In front of her and under her feet, there was a dazzling red. A path surrounded by petals bloomed under her feet, and the scent also wafted towards her body, making her feel refreshed.
But the petal path didn't seem to extend very long. After walking out of the house for more than ten meters, I saw clusters of petals gathered on the road, and there seemed to be a person standing between the petals.
The smile on his face paused for a moment after he saw who was coming, and Zandik's smile faded a little.
"Sohreh."
Sohelei paid no attention to Zandik's expression. She just raised her hand, revealing a red thread, and spoke with a pretty smile.
"I was asked to take Zandik to a safe place."
His tone was light-hearted and cheerful, and there was nothing unusual at all if you ignored the pinch marks on the palm of his hand.
The unhappiness in his heart disappeared instantly. Thinking about what he had heard Cheng Yan discussing with Sohele over the past few days, Zandik dispelled his doubts.
Cheng Yan doesn’t know many people here, and apart from himself, Sohelei is a rare person worthy of trust.
He reached out to take the red rope, but was stopped by Sohelei.
"Ahem, this red rope is not that simple. Please blindfold yourself, Zandik. I will use the rope to take you to your destination."
...There are quite a lot of variations.
Zandik covered his eyes with the cloth handed to him by Sohele, and the mysterious look of Cheng Yan last night appeared in his mind.
It’s better if this surprise is more of a joy than a shock, otherwise... someone won’t be able to sleep well tonight.
It seemed as if her eyes that could see through everything were blocked by the black scarf. Only then did Sohele dare to breathe deeply, and her hands holding the red silk thread were shaking.
Without saying a word, he led his men to where Rubia requested.
In Sahavalo College, Cheng Yan paced back and forth in Abu Zar's room like an ant on hot pot.
"Teacher Abu Zar! I understand everything you said. I really have something urgent to do. Tomorrow, I will help you with all the things you mentioned one by one, okay?"
As Cheng Yan was about to open the door and run out, he was stopped by Abu Zar.
"Come back here! Do you look like a disciple? Is this how you respect your master?"
Cheng Yan shook his head fiercely, "You are my teacher, not my master. I already have a master!"
Abu Zar's expression remained unchanged, but his grip did not loosen at all. As if to delay time, he intercepted Cheng Yan in the morning and used all kinds of excuses to trap Cheng Yan in the Sahavalo Academy.
Cheng Yan looked at the time outside the house and thought about the long path of petals he had laid out. No matter how late Zazan got up, he should have arrived at his "secret base" by now.
"Teacher! I really have to leave!"
The anxiety in his heart had reached a point where he could no longer conceal it. He even used his sharp sword to break a big hole in the window of Abu Zar's room. Cheng Yan breathed a sigh of relief and jumped out of the window.
"Teacher Abu Zar! I'll help you fix the window tomorrow!"
No one can stop him from celebrating Zanzan’s birthday!
Abu Zar looked at Cheng Yan's departing figure, and his wrinkled face sank a little.
It’s too big. Zandik’s influence on Cheng Yan is really too great.
Thinking of what Rubia had said recently, both explicitly and implicitly, Abu Zar walked out of the room with his hands behind his back.
Some people are simply not suitable to live with ordinary people. Their nature of being either an angel or a devil will only make them a trouble to others.
In this case, he could start doing what he had been thinking about. There were so many people involved, and he, Abu Zar, was just there to make the final move.
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