Chapter 68 "Xi Zirong, you don't understand."

Author: The flowers bloom with the trees

Chapter 68 "Xi Zirong, you don't understand."

After Xi Rong rode away, she packed her clothes and prepared to wash up.

After washing up, it's almost ten o'clock, and there are still two hours to celebrate New Year's Eve.

Xu Su had no idea of ​​reviewing anymore. The weather was too cold, so he simply turned off the lights in the living room, took out his fully charged mobile phone, picked up an English book, sat on the bed, and planned to read for a while before going to bed.

I didn't check my phone for a day, and sure enough there was a text message from Zhou Mochen.

7:15 a.m.: Have you gotten up? Are you celebrating the New Year at your own home today, or are you going to your grandpa’s place?

Around one o'clock in the afternoon: Have you finished eating? Haven't you looked at your phone yet? Xu Su, remember to reply to me when you see the message.

6:00 PM: So busy today? Didn’t you check your phone once all day? Or did you just ignore me on purpose?

The last one was sent fifteen minutes ago: Xu Su, I don’t care whether you really didn’t check your phone or you just ignored me on purpose. If I haven’t received your reply before twelve o’clock tonight, I guarantee that you will get it tomorrow morning.

see me.

Xu Su:.

Should she lament that this man kept his promise?

He promised her not to call, and even though he was anxious to wait for a reply, he threatened to go back to Chang City on New Year's Eve, but he actually did not call her number.

Just when I was thinking about how to reply.

A phone call came in

There was an unfamiliar number in Chang City, and Xu Su pressed the connect button.

The young man's gentle voice came through the electronic device, and it still sounded nice: "Xu Su, I'm home."

Xu Su turned over a page of the book and said casually, "Okay, I understand."

She asked Xi Zirong to send her a text message when he got home to ensure his safety.

Xi Zirong opened the floor-to-ceiling window and walked to the balcony to enjoy the cold wind and watch the stars. He heard the girl's movement on the other side and asked: "Are you reading a book? What book is it?"

Xu Su was taken aback, this man had very sharp ears: "Textbooks, I don't have that much time to read obscure professional books..."

What book did Xi Zirong buy today? Xu Su glanced at it. It was probably about computers.

There was a chuckle from the other end of the phone: "Xu Su, I'm very happy today."

Xu Su was inexplicably warmed by his smile. He took the phone away and pressed the speaker phone, "If you have nothing to do, just hang up. I'll read for a while and get ready to go to bed."

Xi Zirong hummed: "Read your book and I won't disturb you. If you have anything you don't know, you can ask me at any time. I won't hang up the phone, okay?"

"There is no charge for phone calls, Xi Zirong, does your family have a bank?"

Xu Su remembered that call charges in this era were very expensive. After the outgoing call was answered, it was 30 cents per minute. The person who answered the call was cheaper, but it also cost 10 cents per minute.

The person on the other end of the phone was stunned for a few seconds before he quickly said: "I'll go out and pay you the phone bill. Xu Su, just wait for me."

wait for me..

Xi Zirong said these three words several times tonight.

Xu Su quickly stopped him: "Don't pay, don't pay! You must never pay the phone bill for this number!"

Once the phone bill is paid, Zhou Mochen will probably receive a text message immediately.

That scene... Xu Su didn't even dare to think about it.

Xi Zirong was extremely smart, and he reacted less than a second after being confused, "Whose number does this belong to?"

Xu Su pouted, "Not only the number, but also the mobile phone I am using now was bought by him."

Xi Zirong's voice on the phone disappeared for a long time, and when it reappeared it was a little low: "Xu Su, do you know what you are doing?"

This sentence is very familiar. Teacher Wu also asked Xu Su a few months ago.

Xu Su was silent for a long time, not knowing how to tell him about her relationship with Zhou Mochen. In Xi Zirong's eyes, her acceptance of Zhou Mochen's gift was ironclad evidence of ambiguity.

But Xi Zirong didn't know Zhou Mochen's madness, Xu Su had seen it and learned from it.

Facing Zhou Mochen, it was useless to refuse him. She was a living example in her previous life.

Xu Su looked back on the past life and felt that it might be that after he noticed Zhou Mochen's thoughts, he rejected and avoided too obviously, which made Zhou Mochen feel no hope for her "voluntary", so he chose that way.

method.

So this time, she would try to relax, step on the person's bottom line from time to time, and occasionally give him the illusion that there is still hope.

Perhaps, as time goes by, that person will feel that the torture is unbearable? Doesn't he want to pester her anymore?

After all, Xu Su really didn't dare to follow the same path of his previous life.

She really couldn't resist Zhou Mochen's methods. For more than ten years in his previous life, there was nothing he couldn't do that he wanted to deal with or do.

On the other end of the phone, Xi Zirong's voice continued: "Xu Su, I can give you whatever you want. Now I need to rely on my parents to do it, but if you wait for me for a few years, I will give you the best."

Okay, if you don’t want to fall in love now, let’s study together and get into the same university when the time comes, so don’t accept gifts from that person, okay?”

Xu Su felt depressed, thinking that she was a vain girl who couldn't bear to refuse a mobile phone.

My heart feels a little inexplicable.

After calming down, Xu Su suddenly felt that this was good, and there was no need to explain too much. She could not continue to be entangled with him like this.

Let Xi Zirong misunderstand this. A shining young academic should be high and be looked up to by his classmates.

Instead of stepping down from the altar and accepting the criticism and malicious speculation from classmates, as was the case during this period.

How can you bear to watch a boy whose eyes are full of you get deeper and deeper?

Obviously I can't give him any response.

Xu Su heard his own voice, cold and unfeeling: "Xi Zirong, you can't give me the best. What he gives will always be better than yours. Don't be stupid. Why are you comparing yourself to him?"

"Why are you so sure that what he gave you is better than mine!" The young man's voice amplified in vain. Then he noticed a problem with his tone and slowed down his voice again: "Xu Su, how will you know if you don't try? I can't give you the best advice."

OK."

Xu Su was stunned. This was the first time Xi Zirong had spoken loudly to her.

It turns out that a warm and patient young man can also get angry. Xu Su felt a little complicated, "Xi Zirong, you don't understand."

"Then tell me, okay, Xu Su, tell me everything I don't understand."

Xu Su was silent.

On the other end of the phone, Xi Zirong's voice was very soft: "Xu Su, do you know? I really like you. I have never liked anyone else, and I have never felt sorry for anyone else. I have only liked you, and I only want to be good to you."

He had known that the girl he liked had a bad temper, was angry, was impatient, and would make him lose face from time to time. The most important thing was that she didn't like him, and whenever he came close, her eyes were clearly avoiding him.

But what can he do? He just likes her. He likes it so much that he can turn a blind eye to her rejection, he likes it so much that he rushes to coax her. He likes it so much that he felt distressed when he saw her cry all night. He likes it so much that he just cares about her in public regardless of his status or situation.

Want to hug her.

He likes her so much that even if he knew that she had accepted a gift from another man, he only felt that it was his fault for not preparing for her in advance. He likes her so much that even though he has a bunch of words in his stomach, he can't explain his love.

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