This time, it was Han Sifeng's turn to be frozen. His forehead was covered in cold sweat, but his body didn't move at all.

Awkward... The extreme awkwardness prevented her brain from working properly. She couldn't even make a sound.

Just like that, Han Sifeng stuck close to him, the tip of his nose full of his scent. His bare skin trembled slightly, scorched to the point of wanting to find a hole to burrow into.

"You really want to call him?" Han Muyun's voice carried a heavy tone, as if he was a wronged child.

He also did not look good. After so many years, the reason why he was so unscrupulously hugged by her was because of other boys.

Han Sifeng did not dare to raise his head to look at him and nodded slightly.

A cell phone suddenly appeared in the hands surrounding him.

Han Muyun pushed the phone back to her heavily, turned around and walked back to his room, then heavily closed the door.

Are you angry with her?

Han Sifeng lowered his head for a long time before his heartbeat gradually calmed down.

Han Sifeng held the phone tightly in his hand and bit his lips until they were about to break. Only then did he make the call to Lil 'Yin again with trembling hands.

For some reason, the unease in his heart grew.

He called for half an hour continuously, but no one answered.

At a little past one o'clock, his cell phone notification was no longer unanswered, but turned off.

Did something happen?

His heart curled up tightly …

He hadn't slept for almost the entire night. He didn't know why, but he kept having the feeling that something had happened to Xiao Yin.

Han Muyun did not enter her room that night. It was as if he knew that Han Xifeng could not sleep.

The next day, Xiao Yin did not come to class.

The third day was Saturday, and Han Sifeng went to look for him in his own backyard. He didn't see him for the whole afternoon.

On the fourth day, on Sunday, Han Sifeng went to sit in his backyard for the whole afternoon.

On the fifth day, the sports meet was about to begin, but he still hadn't appeared.

During this period, no one knew where he went.

In the eyes of his classmates, Le Yin had no relationship with anyone other than talking to his tablemate.

The seat beside Han Sifeng was empty. Although she would help him clean the tables and chairs carefully every day, the sunlight that shone through the glass was still incomparably desolate.

"Are you referring to Le Tien Yin?"

The amiable homeroom teacher pushed her glasses and muttered, "He applied for a few days of leave. He seems to be sick."

"Then... May I ask where his home address is, I... I want to visit him. " Han Sifeng gathered up his courage and asked.

No one knew the background of this boy who maintained his polite distance, so they could only ask the teacher.

"Hur hur, don't worry. He said he will definitely be back before next week's exam." The homeroom teacher's eyes sparkled as she patted Han Sifeng's shoulder with a smile. "Don't worry, it'll be fine."

Han Sifeng nodded sadly and smiled, "Sorry for disturbing you, teacher. I will return to the classroom first."

The moment he walked out of his office, Han Sifeng saw Han Muyun coldly standing in the corridor.

Ever since he gave her his phone, he never said a word to her.

No matter how hard he tried to communicate with him, he ignored Han Sifeng.

It was as if she had committed some unforgivable sin.

Right now, Han Muyun was standing there with a "I won't forgive you" expression on his face.

"Xiao Yun," Han Sifeng couldn't just ignore him and walk into the classroom. She tried to put on a smile and asked with concern, "The sports event is going to be held tomorrow, are your injuries almost fully healed? "If that doesn't work, then don't participate in the tournament …"

Han Muyun snorted and turned around to leave, as if he was just standing there to give her the whites of his eyes.

However, from the way he was walking, he should be fine.

Han Sifeng was so tired. He was worried about Little Yin while preparing for the exam. He also had to be careful of the little devil since he had never been this tired before.

In the days that Xiao Yin wasn't around, no one helped her explain the problems, and no one told her many interesting historical stories. Han Sifeng felt extremely lonely as he thought about how she had to memorize history and geography.

Originally they had agreed to go out to play together at the sports field, but now only Han Sifeng was left alone in a corner of the field, watching the spider webs between the leaves.

Sounds of voices rose and fell on the field, but this name could not be missing — Han Muyun.

Han Sifeng couldn't tell which part of Han Muyun was better.

Other than having a pretty face, a good figure, and a high IQ, there was nothing else good about her.

If anyone didn't cultivate for eight or ten years in the future, they definitely wouldn't be able to stand it and run back to their parents' home.

A big sister like her, who had no temper or personality, was still a rare sight in the world.

Un, this is the sixth day since I last spoke to him. If I were to persevere for another two days, I would be able to break the record that I have set for the past ten years.

Han Sifeng sat on the stone bench under the tree, but Xiao Yin's phone still couldn't be reached. He didn't know how many messages he had sent him these past few days, but there was no reply.

"Little White, who should I send a text message to?" A charming yet somewhat cold voice sounded.

Before Han Sifeng could raise his head, Liu Zihui had already swaggered over to sit beside her. She grabbed the phone to take a look and smiled. "Haha, it looks like it's for a guy. You have a new girlfriend?"

New, new, happy?

"No, there isn't …" Han Sifeng quickly took back his phone and changed the topic with a flushed face, "Why don't you go watch Xiao Yun's match."

"Tsk, how could that guy be as interesting as you." Liu Zihui looked at his future sister-in-law with a mischievous smile, "I like your little brother very much. Although he has a bad temper, my temper isn't that good either."

What she said was a little strange. Han Sifeng looked at her dumbly and nodded without saying anything.

"However, you have a good temper." Liu Zihui took out a pack of cigarettes and quickly and gracefully moved them to her lips.

"It's not good to smoke …" Han Sifeng was about to stop her, but he was choked by the smoke she exhaled.

He deliberately blew a mouthful of smoke at her. Seeing her choking, Liu Zihui chuckled.

"Hur hur, it seems like you have a motherly love for anyone." Liu Zihui reached out her hand to stroke Han Sifeng's long, black hair. There was a smile in her eyes that she could not understand.

"Although Han Muyun has a bad temper, he doesn't smoke or drink, and does things that minors shouldn't do." Han Sifeng said with a serious face.

"Afraid I'd hurt your brother?" Liu Zihui sneered, "Don't worry, with that man's self-control, no one will assimilate him."

"You're still growing. Smoking will affect you... "Grow." Han Sifeng found it embarrassing to say that other people's development was not good. Liu Zihui's figure was much more mature, clearly ten times better than hers.

"Haha …" Liu Zihui obviously felt the same way, looking up and down Han Sifeng's body, but she didn't mock her future sister-in-law anymore. Instead, she took a puff on her cigarette and asked, "You don't like me being with your little brother, right?"

"Why do you say that?" Han Sifeng choked again and asked while coughing.

It wasn't that he didn't like her.

It was because he didn't like her that he didn't like her being with Han Muyun. This kind of bad girl, as a parent, would definitely not like her.

"Don't worry, like I said just now, your little brother's self-control is very good, and his self-discipline is very terrifying. He won't be easily seduced by others." Liu Zihui chuckled and blew out the smoke ring, as if she was not paying attention at all, "That's why I wanted to get him."

"Huh?" Han Sifeng was speechless. Why were girls so straightforward these days?

"But he's a bit too strong, otherwise …" "Hmph, he's been mine for a long time." Liu Zihui was not ashamed at all. She stared at Han Sifeng and said, "Don't worry. As long as he's not too arrogant, I definitely won't use any tricks."

"You … What do you mean by saying all this to me? " Han Sifeng, who once again witnessed Liu Zihui's ruthlessness, composed herself and asked.

"Haha, I only told you this because I like you." Liu Zihui pointed at Han Sifeng's forehead. She was a bad girl, and occasionally had a heroic spirit that made her seem like a "child of the martial world", making her difficult to deal with. "It's rare that you're the only girl I want to make friends with. It's a pity, Han Muyun is your younger brother."

"I also have something to say to you." After a long while, Han Sifeng said slowly as he rubbed his forehead.

"Oh?" A hint of surprise flashed across Liu Zihui's eyes.

This was because the little white rabbit's expression was very serious, so serious that it gave off a sense of righteousness.

"Firstly, you don't know Han Muyun at all. Secondly, you belittled his feelings. Thirdly, it is very difficult for someone who can't protect their body to treat everything around them with passion."

After Han Sifeng finished speaking in one breath, he saw Liu Zihui standing there stunned with the cigarette in her hand. He smiled at her and reached out to grab the remaining half of the cigarette in her hand.

"The way you smoke is pretty good. It's just that those who care about you will be sad to see you like this."

"You …" Liu Zihui was speechless.

"It doesn't matter who Xiao Yun is with. As long as he's happy, I'll never say a single extra word." Han Sifeng looked at the burning cigarette in his hand. Beneath the wisps of smoke was a fate that she had no control over.

"It's only because you're his girlfriend now, that's why I took the cigarette in your hand. I'll try to accept whatever Xiao Yun likes, and I won't hate anything Xiao Yun doesn't like. However, he will not like girls who smoke. " After Han Sifeng finished speaking, he threw half a cigarette at his feet, stamped it out, and threw it into the trash can at the side.

"You really are very interesting. No wonder Han Muyun treated you as his sky." She giggled as she took out the cigarette case from her pocket and threw it into the trash can on the side without even looking at it. "I will remember your words, but Han Muyun will definitely not return them to you …"

"What are you doing here?"

Han Muyun's cold voice came over. He appeared behind Liu Zihui and suddenly put his arm around her shoulders, "I've been looking for you for a long time. Let's go."

He didn't even look at Han Sifeng, who was sitting on the side, as he put his arm around Liu Zihui's shoulders and left.

Well, it's still in the cold war!

Liu Zihui turned his head and gave Han Sifeng a meaningful smile. He waved his right hand and left with Han Muyun.