She wiped the photo in a panic, trying to wipe away the water stains on the photo.
But the more she wiped it, the blurrier the boy's face became in the photo, and it was no longer possible to see his face clearly.
The expression on Su Xun's face finally broke into pieces, and she shed tears uncontrollably, covering her whole face.
She only has this photo.
But even the only photo was destroyed.
Brother Fu, I'm sorry, I'm sorry...
The cold wind blew in the square, and Su Xun didn't seem to feel the cold at all.
The sight in front of me was blurred by crystal clear tears, each drop falling on the photo where the face could no longer be seen clearly.
Everyone was shocked.
This was the first time they saw Su Xun shed tears.
The sun fell on the girl's pale face, giving it a broken beauty.
Several boys couldn't help but feel distressed when they saw it, with a bit of pity in their eyes.
Seeing the girl in such a miserable state, yet as beautiful as a broken flower falling into the dust, Li Shan became even more jealous.
She sneered triumphantly: "Isn't it just a photo?
If you asked Fu Qingshi, would it be necessary to cry so miserably if it were already there?"
Lu Ze clenched his fists and glared at her, "Are you going to force me again?
Believe it or not, I will beat you up!"
Li Shan flinched under his fierce gaze.
Fu Qingshi also thought it was his photo, and his emotions were hard to describe for a moment.
The secret emotion that he had hidden in a corner once again broke through the barrier and surged up.
He took off his coat, knelt down, and put the coat on Su Xun's body.
"Xunxun, please stop crying. I will give you the photo again."
Su Xun raised his head, his eyes blurred by tears showed his familiar face.
The yellow-orange sunlight evenly sprinkled on the young man's cheeks, and the cold wind blew through his short black hair, caressing his delicate eyebrows and tall nose...
She once felt that this face looked very similar to him, because she loved this face so much that she was willing to give Fu Qingshi all the good things he could.
But at this moment, she wanted to laugh at herself for being blind and stupid.
What does Fu Qingshi look like?
In fact, he doesn't look like Brother Fu at all.
He can't even compare to Brother Fu's hair.
Su Xun's lips turned white, her lower abdomen was throbbing, and the sharp sinking feeling was all accumulated there.
She stopped crying, endured the pain in her belly, pulled off the clothes draped around her shoulders, and spat out a sentence with her pale lips, "Fu Qingshi, take your clothes away, I think they are dirty."
Fu Qingshi looked at her. For a moment, he even thought he had heard wrong. He couldn't believe it.
He opened his mouth, feeling as if a breath of depression was stuck in his throat.
Finally, he took a deep breath and held back.
"Xunxun, if you are resentful of me because of Jiang Xiaoman, you don't have to be like this. I'm already with Jiang Xiaoman, and it's her I like..."
"Fu Qingshi, are you sick?"
Su Xun looked at him, with a pair of scarlet eyes filled with calmness and cold disgust, "Who cares about your liking?
Are you worthy?"
Fu Qingshi was burned by the disgust in her eyes and froze.
He watched blankly as the girl squeezed out a sentence through her teeth, "Get away as far as you want!"
Fu Qingshi didn't seem to have reacted yet and was frozen there without moving.
He never thought that Su Xun would look at him with such disgust and say such indifferent words to him.
Fu Qingshi felt an emptiness in his heart, mixed with some indescribable pain.
What hurt him even more was the girl's unabashed attitude and eyes.
There was an unfamiliar hatred in his wet eyes, as if he was a vicious gangster.
He clenched his jaw and called her name, "Xunxun..."
"Xun, damn you! Su Xun tells you to get out! Get out now!"
Lu Ze, who was shivering from the cold, kicked Fu Qingshi over hard.
"Ah Shi!"
Jiang Xiaoman screamed and quickly helped him up. He glared at Lu Ze accusingly, "Senior Lu, why are you like this! This has nothing to do with him. If you want to blame, blame me. It's all my fault..."
"Jiang Xiaoman, stop talking."
Fu Qingshi's forehead bulged with veins and his temples tingled.
He had a sullen face, clenched his fingers into fists, and said tightly, "Let's go."
With a cold face, he turned and left.
Several people who came with Fu Qingshi also left.
He Siyu took off his clothes and put them on Su Xun's shoulders, "Su Xun, there is heating in the mall, go and sit inside for a while."
As she said that, she stretched out her hand to help her up.
When his hand touched her arm, he realized that she was shaking violently, her pale face had gradually turned pale and ugly, and her breathing was rapid.
"Su, Su Xun, what's wrong with you?"
He Siyu panicked.
Lu Ze didn't care about the cold anymore, picked him up and ran towards the mall with large strides.
Su Xun felt pain all over his body, as if thousands of needles had been drilled into his muscles and bones, and his head was constantly swelling, as if it was about to explode.
She opened her mouth, wanting to tell He Siyu that she was sick and there was medicine in her schoolbag.
But in the end, she closed her eyes unbearably and fell into a coma.
The moment darkness hit, she thought -
How wonderful it would be if he died like this...
"Su Xun!"
"Su Xun!"
He Siyu and Lu Ze shouted in panic.
Fu Qingshi, who was not far away, stopped and looked back. Then he pursed his lips coldly and walked away.