My wife is a passerby villain

During class, Yin Hang used his mobile phone to check a lot of chatting skills online, and summarized them, filling four pieces of math paper.

Then read it several times and even memorize a few paragraphs silently.

But when he sat across from An Tong now, he felt like he had instantly turned into a puppet on strings, and every movement had to be pulled hard by strings.

"Hey?" An Tong said hello with a mouthful of rice in her mouth.

Yin Hanggang opened his mouth slightly, and was about to say hello according to the words he had recited, but was disrupted by a "Yo", causing his brain to directly enter a shutdown state.

Then Yin Hang was stunned like this for more than 20 seconds.

"Are you looking for Jiang Shiyun? She went to get food. I'll occupy the space first." Seeing that he didn't speak, An Tong asked after taking a bite of food.

Yin Hang hummed subconsciously, then stiffly took the rice into his mouth.

"It's too cold." An Tong stuck out her tongue, then moved forward and asked Yin Hang with a smile: "Hey, do you like Jiang Shiyun?"

Yin Hang was stunned for a moment, then asked: "Who is Jiang Shiyun?"

"My best friend, you don't even know her name?"

"Why should I know?"

An Tong angrily patted the table and said, "You are too frivolous. You like someone without even knowing her name. Fortunately, I told you first, her name is Jiang Shiyun!"

Then An Tong said proudly: "There are too many boys who like her, and you can only be considered one of them. But, if you ask me to help you..."

"Ah?" Yin Hang raised his head and met the other person's eyes completely for the first time, and then quickly looked away, wondering: "Why do I like her?"

An Tong snorted and said, "If you don't like her, then why were you staring at her in the cafeteria?"

"I'm...looking at you."

"Huh? What do I have to see?"

"I..." Yin Hang said awkwardly: "I'm sorry."

An Tong felt a little baffled, but then suddenly realized it.

Embarrassed to admit it!

After she figured it out, she rubbed her hands with a smile and asked: "Then why did you write her such a thick pile of analysis? You must have used too much force. Even a fool can see it. It is comparable to a love letter."

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"That, wasn't it written for you?" Yin Hang felt something was wrong: "Yesterday, you gave me a question and asked me if I knew it, so I wrote it."

"Ha, isn't this too far-fetched?" An Tong pointed at herself and said with a look of disgust: "Then why are you staring at me and then trying to solve the problem for me? Are you sick?"

If she wasn't the last straw, Yin Hang really didn't want to deal with anyone of the opposite sex.

And this sentence is sick, which may have caused Yin Hang's blood pressure to be a little high.

But because of this, he became less nervous. Yin Hang coughed dryly and asked, "I want to get to know you and make friends, isn't that okay?"

"You know me?" An Tong glared at Yin Hang and said, "What do you have to be friends with me?"

"Um..." Yin Hang was speechless for a moment and found that he couldn't answer this question.

An Tong was also angry. Why could a person be so arrogant? She crossed her arms and said angrily: "If you like Jiang Shiyun, just admit it. Are you afraid that I will tell her?"

"Is there a possibility..." Yin Hang raised his right hand, wanting to make a gesture, but stopped stiffly. After repeatedly making up his mind, he gritted his teeth and said, "It's you I like?"

"Ah? What did you say?" An Tong was stunned for a moment, then laughed angrily: "That's amazing, you still like me, then do you know what my name is?"

"An Tong."

"You even called me...ah?" An Tong's neck suddenly stiffened, and then she stared at him in disbelief: "Why do you know my name?"

"According to what you said, this won't appear so frivolous?"

"Ha?" An Tong shrank back: "What do you like about me? Why do you like me? Do you like me if you are blind?"

Yin Hang rubbed his temples. Every word the other person said made him very uncomfortable. He could only take a deep breath, and then tried his best to recall his observations in the past few days: "I don't know how to say it. Look at your bite."

The way he writes, the way he trots with small steps, the way he shakes from side to side when eating, the way he picks out the green peppers bit by bit to see if you don't want to eat them, the way he pats his belly after eating, and sometimes he even giggles and says "eat"

He looked so tired. I noticed it inexplicably, but I would be satisfied if I could just be a friend. If possible, could you send me a WeChat message..."

"You are really sick!" An Tong picked up the half-eaten plate with a look of disgust and was about to change seats. Then she found Jiang Shiyun sitting not far away, looking at her with some doubts, so she hurriedly

He lowered his head and ran over.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Shiyun asked worriedly.

"That man is sick. Don't talk to him anymore." An Tong sat next to Jiang Shiyun and buried her head in eating.

"What's going on?"

"That's right," An Tong chewed the rice in her mouth, but couldn't swallow it after chewing for a long time. She said vaguely: "He doesn't seem to like you, he is just simply sick."

"You went to find him again?" Jiang Shiyun frowned: "Didn't you agree not to think too much?"

"He found me this time, and then..." An Tong said a little aggrievedly: "He said he didn't like you."

Jiang Shiyun sighed helplessly, and then pinched An Tong's waist gently: "You, you just live too much in your own world. You feel like you understand just by looking at the slightest movement, and you always give me

I brought together some random people. When I was a sophomore in high school, you made fun of a boy when he helped me buy a cup of porridge. You must have learned a lesson this time. Your eyes are red."

"But he," An Tong rubbed her eyes and pouted, "he obviously wrote such a thick pile of analysis for you."

She made a long sound out of the word 'then'.

Jiang Shiyun smiled and said: "Isn't this kind of thing quite common? Have no boys ever written for you?"

"Oh!" An Tong choked hard.

Jiang Shiyun patted An Tong's back gently and whispered: "To be honest, I was really grateful at the time, but then I thought about it, a person who has never communicated with me likes me or something, with animals

It's like he's in heat, and you said he was staring at me...I instantly lost my feelings."

"That's right, it's just a male monkey from Mount Emei!" An Tong put two chopsticks on Jiang Shiyun's plate and said, "It's a shame I'm so worried about you, I should have told you earlier."

"What are you worried about me for?"

"I thought you were moved, and then..."

"What are you thinking about?" Jiang Shiyun shook her head helplessly, and then her tone became a little serious: "You're not the one forcing him to ask him if he likes me, right?"

"No, I didn't bother to talk to him. He sat over here, and then I just casually..." An Tong's voice slowly became smaller: "I asked."

"An Tong, with your character, you will really suffer in the future."

"Oh, I know."

…

Yin Hang frowned tightly after leaving the cafeteria.

There are only two days left.

An Tong is his last hope.

But when he saw the middle-aged people wearing blue shirts and uniforms, he suddenly thought of a question.

An Tong will join these people in the future. This is a similar system, even the existence of the army.

Then there will be a setting that is not mentioned in the novel, but it is a matter of common sense.

Confidentiality issues.

There is a high probability that after An Tong leaves, from Yin Hang's perspective, she will be the same as disappearing from the world.

Even if he wants to go to WeChat, it will be difficult to communicate, and even An Tong's communication with the outside world will be subject to certain controls.

In this way, even if the two of them really became friends, she would not be able to chat with him on WeChat on the way to the secret realm.

Can we use special methods to bring the relationship closer?

no!

Because the strategies that Yin Hang searched on the Internet seemed to be a bit confusing.

The result of the two lessons was that An Tong felt that he was sick.

With this level of goodwill, use the remaining two days to make yourself the other person's boyfriend...

Forget it, what are you dreaming about now that you couldn't do for twenty-seven years before traveling through time?

Yin Hang scratched his hair irritably and prepared to go back to the classroom.