If the time stop event occurs in a certain way, then today's time stop may happen as yesterday, at around 2:00 p.m.

Although Yu Zhile could only passively allow Xia Zhenyue to do bad things to him when time stopped, the story of "The Little Prince" also says:

"If you say you come at four o'clock in the afternoon, starting from three o'clock, I start to feel very happy, the closer the time comes, I feel more and more happy. By four o'clock, I will restless and I discover the value of happiness, but if you come at any time, I don't know when to prepare for your mood."

Oh, ah... it's not happiness, it's obviously very depressed.

But at least, if he can be sure of when Xia Zhenyue comes every day, he can be mentally prepared in advance and even pose, even if he is still a passive side, at least he will take the initiative psychologically!

Yu Zhile is not a passive man!

The first class in the morning starts from 8:00 to 9:50 and ends in the second class. There are twenty minutes of breaks and eye exercises.

Eye exercise time is the happiest public time. When the person you secretly love closes your eyes, you can open your eyes and look at her with satisfaction for a long time. If she happens to open her eyes, the feeling of panic in her heart when the eyes touched that moment is probably the youth that is quiet.

"Close your eyes, stop talking, everyone."

The music of eye exercises sounded, and the class monitor was responsible for maintaining discipline. If a student didn't close his eyes, he came forward and smiled and patted the other person.

Yu Zhile is a good student who abides by the rules. After all, there are only about twenty days left in high school, so I guess there will be no chance of eye exercises in the future.

To be honest, the music of eye exercises is quite hypnotic.

The tone is soft and soothing. Close your eyes, gently rub your temples with your thumb, scrape your eye sockets with your index finger, and then you gradually get sleepy and then you close your eyes and stop moving.

In a daze, the music seemed to stop, and the noise around me also became quiet...

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Something is wrong!

When Yu Zhile came to his senses and wanted to open his eyes to see the situation, the feeling of being frozen was exactly the same as yesterday.

I'm fucking!

Can you prepare me for my mood?

It shouldn't be there at 14:37:23 pm!

You can stop as long as you want, how can you play with you?

For Zhile, the panic today is much stronger than yesterday. At least yesterday he was open his eyes. He could see what happened, but today he was playing with his eyes closed!

His eyes were dark, and now he could not hear or see anything. Except for knowing that the world outside is silent, there was no unnecessary amount of information.

As a supporting role, Yu Zhile finally felt the evil of the protagonist's halo. He just felt that Xia Zhenyue was so well-behaved that she was like a poor lamb who had left the flock...

In the blink of an eye, the roles were exchanged, his initiative was lost, the little lamb turned into a wolve, and he became a little lamb, so sad that he couldn't even resist a little...

Yu Zhile was in a complicated mood, panic, puzzled, angry, and even had a little expectation...

When you can't move, time always passes very long, especially when you look dark, time seems even longer.

Can't sit still and wait for death!

Yu Zhile began to count silently in his heart: one, two, three, four...

Each number, by feeling, is controlled for about one second.

Because after the time stopped, everything would return to its original state. The last time he stopped, he could only feel that an hour or more had passed. Taking advantage of the present, he wanted to measure this period of time.

This tests perseverance too much. Yu Zhile felt that he had become a monk and could not move at all. He was knocking on the wooden fish with a tumbling tumbling tumbling tumbling tumbling tumbling tumbling tumbling tumbling tumbling tumbling tumbling tumbling tumbling tumbling tumbling tumbling tumbling tumbling tumbling tumbling tumbling t

“One Hundred and Thirty-Five, One Hundred and Thirty-Six…”

Why haven't you come yet?!

“Three Hundred and Twenty Three Hundred and Twenty Four…”

Everything was silent, and the vision could not function. His ears were surprisingly sensitive at this time. In a vague way, he even heard the slight footsteps coming from the corridor.

"Four Hundred and Two, Four Hundred and Three..."

Just like last time, you can hear the sound!

Logically speaking, after time stops, all objective physical laws will stop, let alone sound, even light will disappear.

But judging from the situation last time and this time, it is obviously inconsistent with that situation, so it can be explained that the current time has stopped, which is closer to the kind in film and television works - according to the wishes of the spellcaster, the world has a subjective time pause, and it also retains the feeling of the body...

It’s really not a serious time to stop!

The footsteps were closer, and I walked from the corridor to his classroom.

"Four hundred and sixty-two...463..."

Yu Zhile didn't notice it. His originally stable counting rhythm was a little messy. As the footsteps gradually approached him, his heart seemed to be in his throat.

Although I couldn't see her, I had a strong feeling in my heart that it was her. Visuality did not seem to be very important. Yu Zhile found that he could easily figure out her appearance, and could even change her into the clothes he wanted according to his preferences. Is this the benefit of closing his eyes?

"Four Hundred and Ninety Two...Four Hundred and Ninety Five..."

The sound of the table moving came from behind, and Xia Zhenyue freed up the spacious space around him that allowed her to stand in.

What are you going to do...

Xia Zhengyue bent down behind him, leaned close to his ear and whispered softly.

"Today is the time to close your eyes."

Her voice clearly penetrated into the skull from her ears. Her voice was very gentle. When she opened her mouth, a warm and slightly wet tone blew to his ears and face.

There is a numb feeling. Starting from the pore nerves, a nerve signal called "pleasure" is transmitted to the brain. Yu Zhile's nose is not idle, and she can easily smell her smell, which is a kind of comfortable sweet fragrance.

Yu Zhiledao's heart was unstable while meditating, and the wooden fish in his hand was covered with cracks. After all, he was just a seventeen-year-old monk.

"Five Hundred and Eight...506..."

It's really bad to count, it's better for a primary school student than him.

"Zhile..."

She yelled his name softly, "I've figured out what to do to you today."

"Five hundred and eight...519..."

"I want to hug you, okay?"

Yu Zhile held his breath, even though he didn't breathe at all now, he even forgot to count!

"If you have no objection, then I will be rude. I will close my eyes too..."

After stopping counting, the impression in her mind became clearer.

Xia Zhengyue walked around his shoulders from behind, hugged his neck, and then leaned on him. Their cheeks were pressed against each other. She closed her eyes and hugged him like this.

The retaining of the touch made Yu Zhile easily feel the puffed heartbeat coming from the softness, and her tight cheeks became hotter and hotter, and the breathing sounded at the closest distance to his ears...

The little monk's wooden fish was already broken.

The stop of time seemed to stop again, and there was no room for thinking.

Xia Zhenyue spent this hour holding him, until she finally left, and she didn't forget to tell him: "I'm very happy today, see you tomorrow."

...

Everything went back to its original state.

The table she had just moved away returned to its original position, and even the wrinkles pressed out by her on Yu Zhile's clothes were restored to their original appearance.

The music of eye exercises sounded, and the noisy sounds of the world vibrated the eardrums.

Yu Zhile opened his eyes and leaned against the chair, looking listless.

"Old fish, what's wrong? Why do you look like you're being squeezed out?"

Ye Yang was full of questions. Isn’t it just an eye exercise, which is like being ruined?

"If you are not a fish, how can you know the sorrow of fish..."

"I really can't see what's worrying about."

"If you have urine, go and sprinkle it, let me be quiet."

Yu Zhile rubbed his face. After another moment just now, his original decision became even more firm.

I am timid in the moment, but in reality I strike hard!

Summer pillow, you are waiting...

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Chapter completed!