The tears on his girlfriend's face were dotted with sadness and disappointment, which made Yang Jingxing feel a little confused: "...What are you hiding?"

He Peiyuan struggled and resisted again. This thin figure had quite a lot of energy, but the force was reciprocal, and she should feel pain herself.

"I said, I said." Yang Jingxing was afraid of pain: "Listen to me first."

He Peiyuan paused, with her boyfriend holding her from behind in a strange bowed posture. The girl's hair was a bit messy, but it was nothing compared to the hatred on her face.

Yang Jingxing adjusted his posture so as not to be too rude, and tried to maintain a more gentle demeanor: "Do you think I didn't mention the class reunion to you?"

He Peiyuan seemed to smile.

Yang Jingxing didn't dare to laugh, so he tried to hold his girlfriend's hand: "Let's go over and talk."

"Do not touch me!"

After finally convincing his girlfriend to go to the fire escape, Yang Jingxing asked again: "Is that so?"

He Peiyuan said nothing.

Yang Jingxing was troubled: "Is it because I didn't tell you about the class reunion?"

He Peiyuan turned a deaf ear.

Yang Jingxing begged: "Tell me, yes or no?"

He Peiyuan chuckled: "You know it yourself."

"That's it." Yang Jingxing said with a miraculous calculation: "I knew something was going to go wrong."

He Peiyuan did not praise her. Hey, the girl looked like she was standing upright with her head bowed and depressed. It seemed that she had done something wrong.

Yang Jingxing pondered for a while: "But I think this matter actually has nothing to say. It is just a class reunion and has nothing to do with me and Tao Meng."

He Peiyuan nodded, looked at the direction, and wanted to take the stairs down.

Yang Jingxing hugged him again, finally getting the two of them to stop on the steps. He tried again: "It's a class reunion, a tradition of Shangpu High School. We go back together after graduation to have a look. I won't tell you because I'm afraid of you.

If you think too much, it’s better to do less than to do more, and there’s nothing to say.”

He Peiyuan nodded.

Yang Jingxing was simply scared: "What do you think when you speak, how do you view this problem... How are you going to convict me? Just reveal it." He put on a smile.

He Peiyuan lowered her head and murmured to herself: "If I go to a class reunion with my ex-girlfriend and don't tell you, what do you think? Yes, you have no idea, because you don't care about me at all." It's a bit like someone who has done something wrong.

Try to explain.

"Party before I chase you." Yang Jingxing seemed to think that this was not a reason, and said eagerly, "Of course I care about you, but I didn't mention it to you just because I was afraid that you would care."

He Peiyuan was very sure: "You didn't tell me because you cared about it."

Yang Jingxing was a little confused: "I didn't care. What did I care about? At that time..."

He Peiyuan was so sympathetic: "People ignore you and don't talk to you. Are you sad? Are you desperate? So you use me as a backer, right?" The special acoustic structure of the fire escape made the last loud question seem soul-stirring.

Yang Jingxing was really confused. This was ten thousand times more difficult than polyphony. The four masters could only look at it helplessly: "...Yuanyuan, don't say such angry words."

He Peiyuan began to cry again, this time with twisted resentment: "Why did you lie to me? Why!?"

"I didn't lie to you." Yang Jingxing was like a teacher who hates iron. "There are some things I didn't tell you, but I'm not lying to you... Is it that serious not to tell you? You just know that I'm done with everything before."

!”

"Why didn't you tell me when it was over?" He Peiyuan asked and answered: "Because you still care, so you can't tell me!"

Yang Jingxing turned around: "...Okay, if I really cared so much, why didn't I tell Tan Dong and the others in advance to tell them not to mention the past? Am I so stupid? I really didn't expect you to care so much. I

I don’t care that much either.”

He Peiyuan seemed to be a little panicked and gasped: "...you are as close as you can get."

Yang Jingxing looked at his girlfriend and smiled bitterly.

He Peiyuan thought: "Because you don't care about me, you don't even care whether I am hurt or not, whether I am sad or uncomfortable..." As she spoke, her crying became more and more obvious.

Yang Jingxing was still inexperienced, so he thought he could get some leverage in the debate so he tried to hug his girlfriend. Of course, he didn't succeed and got punched a few times.

The scoundrels all moved aside, but He Peiyuan was still scratching.

Yang Jingxing was puzzled: "I don't care about you, why should I? What do I want? Tan Dong is my best friend in high school, why do I want four people to meet? Because I think Xue Yihan is very good, and my girlfriend is also very good."

He Peiyuan thought hard and had no time to cry: "...You just want others to know that you have a girlfriend."

Yang Jingxing nodded: "Yes, and my girlfriend is very beautiful. I only find a girlfriend to satisfy my vanity and show off... right? I'm telling you, am I right?"

He Peiyuan seemed to acquiesce.

Yang Jingxing was angry: "I really want to find a chance to attack your arrogance? Do you really think you are the most beautiful in the world?"

He Peiyuan raised her eyes and looked straight at him. Although her eyes were filled with tears, her gaze was a bit sharp.

Yang Jingxing seemed to see the advantage: "You can't just accuse me of being good-looking. It's not fair."

He Peiyuan warned: "Don't talk nonsense. What you are talking about now is why did you lie to me? How many things are you hiding from me!?"

Yang Jingxing was gentle again: "We want to find out, are we lying to you or hiding it from you? It's different. If I'm hiding it from you, is it hiding it from you intentionally or unintentionally? Is it hiding it from you with good intentions or with malicious intent?"

"it's the same……"

Yang Jingxing was not very lucky. The two of them debated for more than a quarter of an hour in the high-rise fire escape before finally hearing footsteps from downstairs. He Peiyuan was also ashamed and walked out by herself, but it seemed that it was her own decision to follow Yang Jingxing.

proposal has nothing to do with it.

The scoundrel pressed the elevator button, and He Peiyuan pressed it again. Although she had no advantage in the debate just now, and even failed to deal with it several times, the girl's momentum never failed, and her position became even firmer.

There are people in the elevator, the debate remains suspended, and the quietness of the young people still makes the middle-aged people look askance.

After getting out of the elevator, He Peiyuan's first words were to apologize to the driver. She said she had to wait for a long time. She was so sorry. The driver didn't mind, and the waiting time was also counted.

The young man got into the back seat, and the driver put on the seat cover in front of him and asked, "Which one comes first?"

He Peiyuan is of course: "Pugang Second Village."

Yang Jingxing asked: "You don't want anything anymore?"

He Peiyuan said nothing.

Yang Jingxing said to the driver: "Let's go back to Xuhui first."

We didn't talk much on the road. Yang Jingxing brought up the topic several times, but He Peiyuan was not in the mood, but she didn't show any emotion. It seemed that the relationship between the two people in the back seat was quite normal, and the girl might even have a bad impression of Yang Jingxing.

Yang Jingxing spent a long time talking about cars with the driver. The driver was not modest. She had driven at least half of the various private cars on the market. Although Yang Jingxing did not explain, the driver also focused on the girl's posture, feelings and habits.

He Peiyuan had nothing to do with herself and remained silent.

After arriving at the International Famous Garden, Yang Jingxing took out two sheets from his wallet: "No need to look for it. Why don't you go out to eat something and I'll call you later."

The driver nodded and confirmed the payment: "I just waited for an hour, thank you... Then you don't have to pay me when you get back!"

He Peiyuan seemed to finally have something in common with Yang Jingxing: "You're welcome..."

After entering the elevator, even if there was surveillance, Yang Jingxing lost face: "Has your anger subsided?"

The girl's expression did not calm down. Fortunately, she no longer had that kind of sadness and despair. She could be considered indifferent: "I'll take my things home... I'll take the car by myself."

Yang Jingxing also prepared for war along the way: "Suppose, suppose I suddenly told you about this matter before, what would you think?"

He Peiyuan seemed to be starting over: "Don't tell me, it has nothing to do with me!"

Yang Jingxing's villain's heart: "Do you think I think of Tao Meng again..."

"You think, just think, no one will care about you if you think too hard."

Yang Jingxing was troubled: "What would you do if you were me?"

"Sorry, I don't have that much glorious history."

…

After entering the house, He Peiyuan took off her shoes with her feet, but did not put on her slippers. Her orange socks stepped directly on the floor tiles, and her hurried footsteps made a soft dull sound. The girl had the foresight to put on her shoes before.

The pockets are hidden in the cabinet downstairs, otherwise it would be detrimental to the atmosphere to go upstairs at this time.

Yang Jingxing put on his slippers and pursued his girlfriend, and reminded him that he had to change his clothes, otherwise it would be hard to tell his parents when he went home...

He Peiyuan was so angry that she threw her bag on the ground.

Yang Jingxing hurriedly picked it up and took the opportunity to put on the girl's slippers because the ground was cold.

During the struggle, her boyfriend forced her to lift her ankle and put a slipper on her left foot, and then He Peiyuan kicked her away again.

Putting on shoes was not an option, so Yang Jingxing simply put his girlfriend's waist in her arms and negotiated: "...then do you want to wear them?"

After finally persuading his girlfriend to sit down, Yang Jingxing wanted to get closer to her. He Peiyuan took one look at her and moved her buttocks to the single sofa.

Since Yang Jingxing insisted on talking to Huang He, He Peiyuan simply said: "If you were me, you would happily accompany me to meet my high school classmates. After hearing that we only talked about my ex-girlfriend and ex-boyfriend, and

I met my ex-boyfriend and didn’t tell you, what do you think? As long as you say it doesn’t matter to you, fine, I’ll pretend it doesn’t happen!”

Yang Jingxing said sincerely: "Of course I have something to say, and I will definitely be angry...but Tan Dong has no ill intentions, don't you think so?"

He Peiyuan hesitated and nodded reluctantly.

Yang Jingxing said: "He talked about Tao Meng either because Tao Meng is our ex-girlfriend, or he talked about his former classmates. He thought you didn't know."
To be continued...