Lu Zixun's brows were raised slightly, and his sharp eyes looked at Bai Jinglin, who everyone thought was unconscious in his arms. His thin lips parted lightly: "Forget it this time. If anything happens to me in the future, if you come back to embarrass Xiangzhu again,
I, Lu Zixun, will definitely not be polite!"
On the surface, he said these words looking at Yan Peng, but in fact he said them to Bai Jinglin.
As a person who had been studying medicine since he was a child, he spent all day in the laboratory with his younger brother Lu Zita when he had nothing to do. He could tell at a glance that Bai Jinglin was pretending to be comatose.
Not exposing her or pursuing her slander this time is just because I don’t want to make too many enemies for Xiangzhu!
He had just eavesdropped on their conversation and found out that she had gone to see Xiangzhu when she was in junior high school, and she must have said a lot of unpleasant things!
The reason why Xiangzhu deliberately kept a distance from them later was probably because Bai Jinglin humiliated her!
But from now on, as long as he is around, he will never let anyone hurt her again.
Because of Bai Jinglin's coma, but Lu Zixun's refusal to pursue the matter, and because class was about to start in ten minutes, the crowd dispersed quickly at the corner of the stairs on the third floor.
With a hint of pride on his face, Bai Yizhi returned the phone to Lu Zixun: "Third Young Master, I have deleted that photo. Give the phone back to you!"
She was in a very good mood at the moment. As a sample, she wanted to send photos of her in such an embarrassing state to that guy Lu Zili and let him laugh at her, but there was no way!
However, just as she happily pulled Wang Ling and prepared to go back to the classroom, behind her, Lu Zixun said lightly: "Yi Zhi, it's a pity. Before you came, I had already sent your photo.
Give it to my second brother!"
Bai Yizhi, who was taking small steps happily, paused, turned around, and looked at Lu Zixun with gritted teeth: "Okay, Third Young Master Lu, I'm sorry for you!"
Then, her beautiful mood was like a muddy road with light rain, not to mention how sad she was.
After Bai Yizhi and Wang Ling left, Lu Zixun and Han Xiangzhu were the only two people left in the corridor.
In the September afternoon, there was no wind and the air was a bit muggy.
Han Xiangzhu sweated slightly in his tightly clenched hands: "Well, brother Zixun, class is about to start. I'll go back to the classroom first."
Her mood is a little chaotic now, all kinds of emotions are filling her sensitive mind, and she can't figure it out.
Lu Zixun smiled slightly and said in a gentle and low voice: "Xiangzhu, you have deliberately avoided us since junior high school. Is it because Bai Jinglin once looked for you?"
"You, you know!" Han Xiangzhu raised his head in surprise.
Lu Zixun sighed lightly, raised his hand and rubbed her head: "Why didn't you tell brother Zixun that you were bullied?"
The handsome eighteen-year-old boy looked at her with such doting and gentle eyes. Han Xiangzhu's heart jumped a few times, and her cheeks felt a little hot for some reason. She lowered her head again and stared at her own face.
Tiptoe: "I, I was not bullied!"
Lu Zixun stepped forward and held her hand directly: "Then why are you hiding from us? Xiangzhu, in the hearts of our brothers and sisters, you and Aunt Liu Min are the same as our family. Do you know? Yours
Deliberately avoiding it makes me feel so sad in our hearts?
"Xiangzhu, there are all kinds of people in this world. Their qualities, patterns, and personalities vary. You can't care too much about what those people think. We rely on our own hands and our own efforts to live. This is
It’s an upright thing that can raise your head and look down on everyone. Don’t let those indifferent villains hurt your heart. What they want to see is your sadness and sorrow.”
"Do you really want to do what they want and hurt those who really care about you?"
In the quiet corridor, Lu Zixun's voice, full of infinite sincerity, passed through the air and reached Han Xiangzhu's ears.
She raised her head, her eyes red: "Brother Zixun, I——, how did you know?"
Yes, she had always hidden her little worries and self-esteem very well. She thought that no one would find out about it.
However, in front of her, this gentle and elegant boy, who made all the girls in the school scream, could clearly see her little thoughts at a glance.