I don't know whether Su Nanjin did it intentionally or not, but in short, Shen Zhiluo was so angry that he stayed at home for all the holidays until school started.
The new semester is in September, and there is an orientation party for freshmen entering the school. Shen Zhiluo is arranged to participate in a solo dance, with Cao Wenli, another computer department student, as piano accompaniment.
Wen Li, I have never heard of it, nor have I seen it.
Only Jiang Xia patted her shoulder excitedly and shouted excitedly: "What a happy event! If you get along with others more, maybe there will be other developments..."
Shen Zhiluo pursed his lips and was about to refuse. Jiang Xia narrowed her eyes and her voice suddenly changed: "Why, are you still thinking about Su Nanjin?"
Still thinking about Su Nanjin?
That face suddenly popped into Shen Zhiluo's mind. She quickly shook her head like a rattle and snorted: "Are you kidding? It's been so long since Su Nanjin passed. Stop talking. I'll join."
Jiang Xia stared at Shen Zhiluo's face thoughtfully and hesitated. Shen Zhiluo swallowed his saliva and said coldly: "Stop talking, I've even blocked Su Nanjin's phone number. How is that possible?"
"That's okay." Jiang Xia nodded.
After Jiang Xia had gone away, Shen Zhiluo took out his cell phone and blocked Su Nanjin's WeChat account, clenching his hands with a guilty conscience.
This... doesn't count as lying, right?
But she was a little angry. Throughout the summer, she didn't send any messages, and neither did he.
Even before the programs of Shen Zhiluo and Wen Li were released to the public, there was already a heated discussion on campus.
A daughter of the Shen family and a young master of the Wen family. Both are good-looking and talented. It can be said that they are a good match for each other!
What's more, their program is "Girl's Prayer", one of the classic love songs. Who can not think more about it?
The good thing alumnus took a photo of the two of them together. When everyone took a look, hey! It looks pretty cool!
Now, the scandal spread and everyone in Qiangcheng University knew about it, including of course Su Nanjin.
The two of them practice alone in the dance studio every day. I don’t know who spread the news. In short, the scandal is definitely spread!
Dance room.
The young man's slender and round fingertips kept beating on the piano, looking attentive. The girl beside him, wearing a ballet costume, stretched her arms, stood on tiptoes, and danced along with the notes.
As the last piano key settles, the song ends and the performance is completed.
Wen Li calmly turned to the girl and asked, "There have been a lot of rumors about us recently, how do you plan to deal with them?"
Shen Zhiluo yawned lazily, lying cross-legged on the ground in his dance clothes, holding his chin up, looking up at the young man with his black and white eyes: "What do you think?"
When he asked this, he probably had some plans.
"Do you have a boyfriend or someone you like now?" Wen Li thought about the rumors that Shen Zhiluo confessed to Su Nanjin last semester and was extremely hesitant.
Shen Zhiluo immediately acted like a hedgehog and said confidently: "No!"
"That's okay." Wen Li breathed a sigh of relief and explained to Shen Zhiluo, "There is a girl that the old man likes who has been pestering me recently, so... I want to ask you a favor and don't respond."
Shen Zhiluo nodded, squinted his eyes and saw a girl in a white shoulder-length skirt outside, and pointed: "Is that her? No problem."
Anyway...she has nothing to do with Su Nanjin now.
Wen Li had a headache and said helplessly, "Yes."
He wanted her to retreat when she faced difficulties.
Therefore, even if these scandals become more and more intense and seem to be true, the two never respond, which adds to the credibility.
Jiang Xia asked tactfully and excitedly, but Shen Zhiluo just said two words: "Fake."
So Jiang Xia returned disappointed.
The New Year's Eve party was getting closer and closer. On this day, Wen Li was pestered out by the girl guarding the door again. Shen Zhiluo played music on his mobile phone and started practicing by himself.
The girl's hair was tied up high, and her white dance skirt fluttered in the air. She waved her arms and spun around, just like a butterfly dancing in the air. Her dancing steps were like pebbles thrown into a clear spring, causing ripples.
She had practiced this dance countless times in the past few days. Shen Zhiluo stretched his body and couldn't help but think dullly.
It has been 48 days since the last time I talked to Su Nanjin. One more day will pass and it will be tomorrow, which is the 7749th day. Sun Wukong has perfected his flaming eyes!
Two weeks into school, Shen Zhiluo didn't see much of Su Nanjin.
Just yesterday, I met on the road...
However, his eyes were indifferent and distant, as if looking at a stranger, and the two of them had nothing to do with each other. Shen Zhiluo gritted his teeth in anger, turned around and left.
Those light-colored pupils seemed to be mocking his own pretentiousness!
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and the more he thought about it, the angrier he became... When he was finally angry, Shen Zhiluo moved faster and faster, until he stumbled and fell to the ground.
This time, she didn't even cry out in pain, but moved her movable foot with distress and grievance. The other foot fell to the ground, and there were waves of pain again. The corners of her eyes were a little wet, and she blinked. There were some tears on her eyelashes, and then she looked dazed.
The phone was in her bag at the door of the dance studio. She couldn't move at all now and could only wait for Wen Li to come back... maybe he wouldn't come back either.
I left several times and called later to apologize, saying I couldn't come back because I was being pestered.
"Why...it's because of Su Nanjin again." Shen Zhiluo murmured dullly, "Thinking of him doesn't do anything good."
Now, her hard days of rehearsals were not in vain.
In two days, the orientation meeting will begin.
She was just thinking about whether to shout for help or cry out for help. Although the building was deserted and no one came except the girl who liked Wen Li at night, a bottle of safflower oil caught her eye unexpectedly.
When Shen Zhiluo saw the person coming, he immediately turned cold: "What are you doing here?"
"Passing by." Su Nanjin squatted half-crouched, eyes lowered, and his voice was hoarse.
He unscrewed the bottle cap without any scruples, carefully held the girl's soles, and carefully took off her dancing shoes.
"Hiss... Su Nanjin, it hurts, do you know?" Shen Zhiluo cursed, and the warm touch covered it, and his feet couldn't help but tremble, "Give me the safflower oil."
"Are you okay?" The slightly cold voice seemed to be a little mocking, and then he poured a little liquid into the palm of his hand.
Shen Zhiluo felt aggrieved instantly and disobeyed: "Stay away from me!"
Su Nanjin raised his eyelids, and his voice seemed to be a little forbearing: "Wait until I apply the medicine, and then you can talk again, okay?"
Shen Zhiluo was a little annoyed that Su Nanjin seemed to be a normal person for so many days, and now he suddenly appeared in front of her without any explanation, and it was so natural.
It seemed like she was the only one who cared about what happened that day, and she was the only one who cared about him.
She seems to have become his doll. He comes to play with it when he wants to play with it, and throws it away when he gets tired of it.
Her face was completely downcast and her voice was cold: "Su Nanjin, what is our relationship? What are you doing now?"
"Love relationship." He said matter-of-factly.
This chapter has been completed!