Chapter 391 Let Go of Your Worries

On the 27th, at the end of the last exam, Song Ya hurried out while flipping through the book to check the answers, followed by a large group of classmates, all boys, who are usually considered to be deeply standard nerd (describes concentrating on studies, not The students of the University of Chicago, who love to go out and are not good at socializing, have a nerdy temperament, all of them are happy, and their eyes are full of eagerness and hesitation.

"How did you answer the last question?" A student whispered to the person next to him.

"Don't worry about it! We should relax after the exam!" A student who was the most excited in the crowd replied holding his textbook.

"But I'm not very used to that kind of occasion." Someone said.

Xing Xing retorted, "Don't worry, APLUS will take care of everything, don't you want to fuck?"

"emmm..."

A group of people swept across the campus like a whirlwind, and walked to the parking lot, "Big A!" Song Ya and Big A waiting at the bus gate bumped their fists and chests, "Help me take care of them."

"No problem APLUS." Big A glanced at his classmates, "Hey guys, get in the car!"

"APLUS, you, won't you go with us?" Brother Excited immediately fainted.

"I still have to pick up people, and I'll be there right away." Song Ya waved at them, ran into the Mercedes-Benz driven by Old Mike, and drove away.

Classmates, you look at me, I look at you, and you don't move, as if the bus door is a seal that prohibits passing.

"Hey! Come on! Don't worry! APLUS is my brother, so I am also your classmate, OK?" Big A clapped his hands and encouraged, "On! This kind of opportunity doesn't come often!"

"Fxxk, let's fight." Xun Xing was the first to rush into the car.

Big A coaxed everyone into the car, "Let's go, go to this address first." He handed the driver a note.

"Aren't you going to Highland Park?" The college students who stayed in their seats noticed something was wrong. The bus didn't drive north, but went around in circles, and finally settled in a gas station parking lot.

"From now on, don't talk!" Big A walked over viciously and closed all the sunshade curtains on the car windows.

So everyone stopped talking and only dared to make eye contact with each other. Someone gave Brother Xing a questioning look, and he shook his head blankly in return.

Big A stood in the car door and kept looking at his watch.

"Which shuttle bus is it?"

"Not this one."

"Wow, you look like a bitch today."

"Aren't you too?"

"Your boyfriend won't lie to us, will he? Are you really going to APLUS's house?"

"Go home if you don't believe me."

"I don't think so!"

"Hahaha!"

"This one! This one! It seems to be this one."

At the end of February, Chicago was getting dark very quickly. There were a few girls laughing outside, from far to near, and finally seemed to stop outside the car door. Brother Xunxi began to rub his thighs non-stop, and his breathing became heavy.

"YO! This is the one!" Big A opened the door, "The beauties are very strange, I haven't seen it before, do you have a ticket?"

"Here." A brunette with an afro handed a note to Big A, then poked her head into the car curiously, and curled her lips unhappily when she saw this group of school bullies wearing college pullovers or plaid shirts who dared not move. ,"who are they?"

"Fxxk, I don't remember this number." Big A didn't answer her, but asked instead.

"yes……"

The brunette with the afro called her name, "With Al, his musician," she added.

"Oh, I remembered, that..." Big A pushed his chin with his hands, imitating his oversized appearance.

"Yes, that's him!" The girls behind laughed loudly.

"Then come up." Big A moved out of the way.

The girls were all good-looking, stepping on the bus floor in high heels and filing in one after another. After getting on the bus, they all stared at the schoolmasters whose bodies were completely stiff and whose heartbeat could almost be heard in their chests with puzzled eyes.

Excited brother pushed his glasses with his hand, "We...cough, we are classmates in the grammar class of APLUS.

"

"Really!?" The girls immediately exploded, each found a target, and stuck to them, "Cool boy, how about you get along with APLUS day and night?"

"Forget it, let's do it." Xun Xing glanced uncontrollably at the chest of the white girl's jacket beside him.

The other party immediately smiled knowingly, "Oh, the air conditioner is too high, it's so hot." She pulled down the zipper of her jacket, revealing the evening dress with very frugal fabric...

Brother Xingxi took a deep breath, and glanced triumphantly at the brothers who were ashen-faced because of being "bye".

"What? Don't you want to drive?" the afro-haired black girl asked Big A who closed the car door again.

"Wait a little longer." Big A is usually very cold at this time, and his fat body and dreadlocks can deter this group of young men and women.

It didn't take long before the high-heeled footsteps and women's talking and laughing sounded outside the car again.

The school masters who were given a bye finally breathed a sigh of relief.

At the same time, Song Ya has already pushed open the door of Xue Linfen's apartment.

"Are you leaving tomorrow?" He looked at Xue Linfen who was going back and forth to pack her things and asked, "There will be a party at my house later, to celebrate the end of the first midterm exam of my college career."

"You know, I don't like the party atmosphere, and the whole crew is waiting for me." Xue Linfen stuffed the anthology of Han Shan's poems into the trolley case, "Charles will come over to play, it seems that Amy Adams called them, they It’s been a lot of fun lately.”

"Are you really not coming?"

"real."

Song Ya walked through the aisle and saw several medical examination reports at the corner of the table. Knowing that the other party put them here on purpose, the corners of her mouth curled up knowingly. When she picked it up, she saw that she, Charlize Theron, and even Tim is negative. "Finally I can let go of my worries," he said.

"Yeah, these six weeks have been an unprecedented torment in my life." Xue Linfen squatted in front of the wardrobe in the bedroom, and began to concentrate on dealing with the trolley case on the ground. Some fabrics slipped out from the corners. She tried several times None of them succeeded, so I had to press the lid of the box with one hand and try to push the things back with the other hand.

"Let me help you."

Song Ya walked over, passed her hands behind her, and helped hold the lid of the box.

"Thank you." She tidied things up a little flusteredly, and Song Ya pushed hard, and the lid closed with a crisp clicking sound.

"Uh...it's okay." She felt that Song Ya's face was already attached to her long hair, so she had to turn her head slightly to avoid it, "I have to clean up other things."

"Oh." Song Ya stood up.

She also stood up and turned around, "Ah!" Unexpectedly, Song Ya took a step forward, and the two of them just faced each other, so close at hand.

"Is it suffering all the time in Chicago?" Song Ya asked, staring down at this flawless face without makeup, still full of the iconic style of the golden age of old Hollywood.

"Of course not." She looked back, "We had a good chat, but we always get along for a short time. We... what is this?" She saw Song Ya take out a piece of paper and waved it in front of her, and asked .

"Mine." Song Ya stuffed her medical report into her hand.

"You'll be fine." She glanced at her and returned the medical examination form with a smile.

"The procedure is over, can we talk about our affairs?" Song Ya didn't answer, and hugged her slender waist directly, "It's only been six weeks, and you're almost back to 88 years old."

"It would be great if that's the case." Whether it was her body breaking free or the hands pushing Song Ya's chest, she was very weak, "We are not suitable for talking about 'our business' APLUS, age..."

"There is not much difference in age." Song Ya shook her head, "Do you know Xuelin? In Chicago, the distance between people is only vulgar and boring."

'Snapped! '

He turned back and turned off the light switch on the wall. Before the eyes of both of them had time to adapt to the sudden darkness, they only breathed and heard each other, "You have always been so beautiful. You are beautiful without makeup, and you are still beautiful in the dark." ..."

Song Ya reached over and gently scratched her cheek with the back of the middle knuckle of her index finger.

She let out a sigh of collapse, and Song Ya's hand was quickly grabbed by her, but she didn't intend to push it away. He felt that the center of gravity of the beauty in his arms began to lean back slightly.

And behind it is the bed.