Cheng Zhun had just fought with Wei Ran a while ago. Today, Cheng Zhun was so angry that he wanted to throw his fists again.
He yelled and cursed: "You are not done yet. Ever since Senior Brother left, you have been acting weird all day long! It is a good thing that Senior Brother went to the United States. Why are you and Senior Sister Tang so crazy?"
Wei Ran: "Yes, you're right, it's a good thing. If Xun Lang had agreed to go to the United States from the beginning, I wouldn't have said anything, but he doesn't want to leave!"
"He has his master who has followed him all the way, and brothers who have fought side by side. His injuries cannot be cured at home, so why must he leave?!"
"It's not because of her!"
Cheng Zhun: "Since you know that Senior Sister Tang is important to Senior Brother, why do you still talk like this?! When Senior Brother left, didn't he also say that you are not allowed to find trouble with Senior Sister Tang?"
Tang Yili couldn't stand listening anymore, so he grabbed his clothes and walked out. Wei Ran's louder shouting came from behind.
"Then you go and complain to Xun Lang!"
"Say that I messed with his baby, let's see if he feels bad!"
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Cheng Zhun chased him out again, but this time his apology seemed to be of no use.
Because Tang Yili... seemed to be crying.
He didn't see tears, but he saw her put her thin white arm on her forehead. When she put her hand down, her eyes were already red.
Cheng Zhun had never seen this before, and he immediately became anxious.
"Senior sister, don't listen to Wei Ran."
"He is senior brother's crush. He loves senior brother to the core. He will even make you jealous. Don't take it to heart."
Tang Yili could also see clearly that Wei Ran's respect for Xun Lang came from the heart. It was not simply an obsession with an idol, but a pursuit of the word dream. They had the same noble pursuit.
It can be described as sympathetic.
She was not angry with Wei Ran, but more because she felt ridiculous.
Xun Lang's feelings for her were clearly visible to outsiders, but she didn't know about them until today.
Tang Yili wanted to be sure: "Did Xun Lang leave to heal his wounds, or did he leave to avoid me?"
"I just want to hear the truth."
Because Shen Lang said it was for healing, while Wei Ran said it was for escape. This is essentially different.
Even if both are reasons, she still has to figure out which one is the main reason.
But Cheng Zhun couldn't answer this question.
He scratched his head habitually, and it took him a long time to hold back a sentence: "Why don't you...Senior sister, ask your senior brother yourself, he is in the United States, and the Internet is available there."
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California, USA, which has internet access, has a time difference of 15 hours from Beijing City.
Tang Yili looked at the professor on the podium, then raised his wrist to look at his watch. It happened to be 9pm in the United States.
The time when Xun Lang’s training ended.
The phone was placed on the table, and the smooth screen lit up with a faint light. Tang Yili put his chin in his hand, swiping with his fingers, and he had been hesitating for a long time.
With a cruel heart and trembling hands, she still sent the message.
[Hi, how are you doing lately? Are you busy training there? 】
Just such a simple sentence is the masterpiece of Tang Yili's words in a day.
From the day she met Cheng Chun yesterday until now, she had no idea how much courage she had used to send out this greeting.
Yes, she is a scumbag. She broke up with him and still refused to let him go.
But Tang Yili still couldn't help but feel aggrieved - Xun Lang never let her go - why did he refuse to see her again even though everyone knew he still loved her after they broke up?
She had already received the white T-shirt in the cabinet.
God has said, if the mountain does not come to me, I will go to the mountain.
Tang Yili is not one to sit still and wait for death. At least, she said that the game is not over and no one can leave, even if they go to the United States.
Tang Yili is full of fighting spirit.
After waiting until the entire afternoon class was over, Xun Lang did not reply.
The days in Beijing City are getting shorter and shorter, and the nights are turning pink and blue. It's already two o'clock in the middle of the night in California. How can Xun Lang still be training?
He must have seen the message and didn't reply, because he didn't want to reply.
No more excuses.
Tang Yili's confidence suddenly exploded like a punctured balloon.
She ate unhappily, went back to her dormitory, and then turned on her computer to handle company matters.
A few days after school started, things from the company piled up for just a few days. There were a lot of documents piled up in the mailbox. She looked anxiously and couldn't help but chew her fingers.
Maybe it was a problem acquired after the breakup. She chewed her hands when she was anxious. Good nails would be wasted if she chewed them carelessly. Therefore, Tang Yili stopped doing manicures for a long time.
The pink and white background shows through from the fingertips.
Tang Yili couldn't help typing on the keyboard, which made Fu Xi look sideways.
Fu Xi's internship did not end when school started. She found Gao Qingqing's relationship and made a loose leave request in the hospital, which allowed her to free up four and a half days a week to work at Qin Sheng's place.
In order to save commuting time, she also drove Jun Pang's small sports car, which made her a popular choice. She was proud of her career and love.
Fu Xi always looked over at Tang Yili, as if he was hesitant to speak. Finally, through the computer screen, Tang Yili spoke up.
"what do you want to say?"
Fu Xi smiled sheepishly: "How are you and Mr. Qin doing lately?"
"How about what?"
Fu Xi: "I thought... you would be with Mr. Qin after we broke up..."
Fu Xi had always watched Qin Sheng's reaction, especially when Tang Yili and Xun Lang had just broken up. Qin Sheng was in a very good mood and was willing to make a joke with the employees. Later, he didn't know why.
Now, he has returned to his usual busy self, and recently started traveling between Beijing and Milan.
Fu Xi had doubts in his heart and couldn't hide them.
But she didn't dare to pry hard. After all, it didn't matter. She always had a little respect for Tang Yili, a wealthy and beautiful friend, so she finally asked after holding it in for so long.
Fu Xi carefully looked at Tang Yili and saw that her face was as pale as water under the blue backlight. He didn't know if she was angry.
The keyboard was still crackling for a long time before Tang Yili spoke.
"In the past, present and future, Qin Sheng and I will not be together."
Fu Xi slowly breathed a sigh of relief and said, a little bored.
"I'm just asking."
Afterwards, no one spoke anymore in the dormitory, and Tang Yili continued to type on the keyboard.
Recently, a Yili Clothing project was in the process of designing a brand logo. An advertising company bid and won the business. The other party attached great importance to it and had already completed the fourth draft, but Tang Yili was still not satisfied.
She gave feedback overnight and sent her comments to the other party's email.
Only ten minutes passed when the manager of the advertising company called.
"Mr. Li, I have read the email. I will forward your feedback to our designers as soon as possible. Don't worry, we will definitely follow..."
Tang Yili interrupted coldly: "At nine o'clock tomorrow morning, I want to read the fifth draft."
She dislikes listening to nonsense more and more.
The manager took a deep breath, not daring to question the sponsor's words, and said hurriedly: "No problem, I will arrange overtime right now."