Chapter 310: There Are Only Three Days Left Anyway (Supplement)
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"Mo, how can someone suddenly become silent while talking?"

"Not even a greeting?"

"Not polite!"

"Brothers, don't you think this kind of man is a little too rude?"

Zhao Meiyan couldn't help but mutter after she found that Li Yang's account was in the live broadcast room but didn't respond for a long time.

In the live broadcast room, more than 80,000 viewers watched the beautiful woman complain and grumble, watching with great interest.

From time to time, he would chime in and join in the complaints.

I was afraid that this sister would get angry, turn off the live broadcast and run away, and then there would be nothing to watch.

Just as I was thinking about it, I saw the screen suddenly go black.

"angry!"

Zhao Meiyan put her hands on her waist and was sulking, but soon she couldn't help laughing. She was amused by herself.

"What the hell is this!"

Zhao Meiyan shook her head, her messy hair fluttering on her forehead.

She smiled, quickly took out a pen and circled September 9 on the calendar next to her. Then she looked at the September 18 that had been circled long ago on the calendar and muttered, "There are only three days left."

"Hasn't it been prepared long ago?"

“Zhao Meiyan, you can do it!”

Zhao Meiyan looked at the mirror and waved her fists to cheer herself up.

The next moment, the phone rang.

She looked down, and her beautiful eyes lit up instantly.

"Cough cough!"

Zhao Meiyan coughed twice, adjusted her voice to calm herself down, answered the phone, and said calmly: "Isn't Oppa accompanying my brother? Why did you think of calling me?"

A slightly drunken voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Is it off?"

"Inside."

Zhao Meiyan hesitated and asked tentatively: "Do you want me to open it again?"

Li Yang did not answer, but asked: "Do you have any other plans after the broadcast is turned off?"

"No, I usually go back to sleep."

Zhao Meiyan said, mustering up her courage, "But if I can live broadcast, it means I won't have much work tomorrow."

"is it?"

Li Yang smiled and took the initiative to invite him, saying, "Want to go for a walk?"

"Where are you? I'll find you."

Zhao Meiyan took back what she wanted to say, calmed down her excited heart, and said softly, "Okay."

Just one simple word, and it came to an abrupt end.

She was waiting for the next step.

The following did not disappoint her.

"Go downstairs."

Before he could finish his words, the sound of a door opening was heard, followed by a series of "dong dong dong" sounds of footsteps on the floor.

"This guy is really...careless."

Downstairs, Li Yang listened to the noise coming from the phone and couldn't help laughing.

He lit one and looked towards the door.

Less than two minutes to go.

A figure suddenly braked at the door, opened the door and walked out, with steady and even steps, like a quiet high school girl.
"So fast?"

Li Yang seemed a little surprised.

"Ah, yes."

Zhao Meiyan's expression froze, and soon, her beautiful eyes seemed to evade, and she said weakly: "When Oppa called, I happened to be going downstairs, by chance."

As she spoke, her words suddenly stopped, and a blush appeared on her beautiful face that could not be concealed by the night.

"It's really a coincidence, if this can be considered a coincidence."

Li Yang held up the phone, which was still hanging up, and said with a half-smile, "I can only say that Mei Yanxi's walking speed is quite anxious."

"ah!"

Zhao Meiyan finally blushed and punched Li Yang on the shoulder. She simply threw the jar and scolded, "Oppa, don't expose me!"

"Haha."

Li Yang smiled and said, "Let's go."

He didn't respond because he didn't know how.

Even though this is something both of them know very well.

But at least there was still a thin film left. Once this film was torn, he didn't know how to face it for the time being. So, it would be better to keep everything as it was.

Zhao Meiyan obviously thought so too. She did not continue talking but followed Li Yang.

There is a bright moon in the sky, casting a soft and clear light. The stars dot the sky like shining diamonds, and the world seems as bright as day.

On both sides of the street, the branches swayed as if bidding farewell to a perfect couple.

The breeze blew on her face, blowing her scattered hair. Zhao Meiyan gathered the loose hair on her forehead while secretly glancing at Li Yang's profile. There was a hint of curiosity and longing in her clear and beautiful eyes.

She and Li Yang haven't seen each other for almost a month.

When they met again, she found that Li Yang seemed to have become more mature and calm, but at the same time, he seemed more tired.

Even the eyes that used to be dark and bright seemed to be tinged with fatigue and a sense of vicissitudes.
But it is also more attractive.

Zhao Meiyan looked at him with her beautiful eyes dazed, as if she was reluctant to look away.

It wasn't until a teasing voice sounded in my ears that I came back to my senses.

"Have you seen enough?"

Zhao Meiyan blushed, but only for a moment. This time she was not shy. Instead, she walked over, raised her chin, and said confidently, "I haven't seen enough."

In a word, Li Yang is no longer capable of doing anything.

"How should I respond to that?" Li Yang said with a smile.

"If you don't know how to answer, shut up."

Zhao Meiyan scolded and complained: "Stop talking and affect my appreciation."

"No, you are still right?"

Li Yang was a little amused and threatened: "Be careful or I'll sue you for molestation."

"Be content, I see you as your glory."

Zhao Meiyan said a little arrogantly, "Young man, you can be happy when you go home to attract the attention of a beautiful woman like me."

"Is it really okay for you to be so narcissistic?"

Li Yang's face was full of black lines. He complained, but soon he laughed and said, "But you are right about one thing."

Having said that, he walked forward, leaving only a rather emotional voice behind.

"You are indeed very pretty."

Li Yang is telling the truth.

It was also rare for him to see a beautiful face that was perfect in all angles.

"You can talk!"

Zhao Meiyan smiled complacently, but soon, as if she had thought of something, she turned her head away and muttered softly: "But what's the use of being beautiful? There are only three days left."

Just a moment after he finished speaking, looking at the figure that stopped in front of him, Zhao Meiyan suddenly felt guilty and annoyed, thinking that he had endured for three months, why did he say such a stupid thing at such a critical moment.

The next moment, Li Yang turned his head, a little confused, as if he didn't hear clearly, and asked: "What did you say?"

"I said."

Zhao Meiyan wanted to calm down, but for no reason, a force seemed to surge in her body that broke through the defense line of suppressing her emotions. She said loudly: "I say, there are only three days left. What's the point of being pretty or not?"

Li Yang was stunned for a moment, then smiled knowingly, raised his head and said with some emotion: "That's right, there are only three days left!"

As he said that, he turned his head and looked over, teasing: "But seriously, will you be nervous when you return this time? Um!"

The moonlight is gentle and the stars are twinkling.

Li Yang's body froze. He let Zhao Meiyan kiss him, but he did not move, and let her leave.

Standing on tiptoe, the thick-soled black leather boots fell back to the ground. Zhao Meiyan held Li Yang's cheeks with both hands, staring at his lips with disgust, and said, "Pah, it smells like alcohol. It's so bad."

"Then you still kiss?"

Li Yang seemed to come back to his senses and said jokingly: "Didn't you know that I was drunk before coming here?"

"I like it, what's your business?"

Zhao Meiyan said this, standing on tiptoes again and kissing him.

Li Yang subconsciously wanted to raise his hand to stop it, but at this time, he heard Zhao Meiyan's mumbling voice in his ears.

"There are only three days left anyway."

This sentence caused Li Yang's raised hand to drop again.

Yup!

Anyway, there are only three days left.

Thinking of this, he raised his drooping hand, seemed to hesitate for a moment, but finally chose to hug Zhao Meiyan's waist.

On the deserted street, the evening breeze swept the fallen leaves.

The nightingale landed on the treetops, staring at the two of them with its round eyes, curiously looking at the overlapping and blending shadows on the ground.

The drifting mist obscured the moonlight, as if even the moonlight was shy.

In the dark, there seems to be a voice of the soul ringing.

Three days.
Are there really only three days left?
The words of doubt are not clear from whose mind they come.

(End of this chapter)