This is the first time in ten days that the first person I see when I wake up in the morning is Feng Jingchen. I feel a little nostalgic, a little familiar, but still unfamiliar...
The feeling of sharing the same bed with different dreams is very scary. I don’t know who he was thinking about when he slept next to me last night. I don’t want to guess. I originally believed in Feng Jingchen, but it’s a pity because Qin Lang is so similar to me. Feng Jing
What does Chen love about me? Oh, it exists in Qin Lang, on the contrary, it is even worse than me.
I know one thing clearly, that is, Feng Jingchen is definitely not a playboy, and he will never easily open his heart to a member of the opposite sex. But once he opens his heart to that member of the opposite sex, it will be difficult to hold back.
I haven't been to school for more than ten days, and there is still no change in the campus. But I think of Zhang Fang's words. Qin Lang has become the second-in-command on campus, but now I want to change the title. She
He has taken my place without any regrets or jealousy. This society is about the jungle of the jungle. Whoever is strong will stand at the top. The weak one is destined to be stepped down.
Am I willing? Can I be willing? I want to take back what belongs to me. I am not the heroine of the novel. I will not be appointed. My position, my friends, and my man are all indispensable. I want to take them all back.
,because I am Su Rui!!
Qin Lang is my friend, I will not step on her, and she has not done anything to hurt me. However, it is a pity that I value my friends very much, but I will never let my friends take away everything from me, because
If I lose it, I'm afraid I will hurt my friend with my own hands!
"Suri, what are you thinking about?"
"Sheng Rui, why did you come to class?"
"Haha, my injury has healed." After Yun Shengrui said that, he raised his right arm to me. It really didn't look like anything serious, but...
I stretched out my hand and hit Yun Shengrui's right arm. He twisted his body subconsciously. Oh, it turned out that he was still not very flexible. According to Yun Shengrui's defense method, he should have blocked it with his right arm.
The two of us looked at each other, and we both understood each other tacitly.
At lunch, it still stayed the same. The old rules were that Feng Jingchen came to me for lunch, but today we were no longer alone, but two people, and Qin Lang. I didn’t show any unwillingness or displeasure. I tried my best to make myself
Pretending to be more natural, we had lunch with them.
During lunch, Feng Jingchen basically ignored my existence and kept arguing with Qin Lang. I feel extremely annoyed now. Feng Jingchen’s smile is not for show but for other women. I feel that he was so handsome now.
The ugliness!
I couldn't bear it anymore, so I pointed the chopsticks directly at Feng Jingchen's face, and the laughing scene suddenly turned awkward. Ha, keep joking!!!
"Rui? What are you doing?" Feng Jingchen's tone was reproachful.
"I see you're unhappy! Oh no?" I didn't apologize for my actions. I have nothing to apologize for. If you like me, you just like me, and if you hate me, you hate me. If he also sees me unhappy, he can get rid of me, and he will be more uncomfortable than I am now.
Strong.
"What's the matter with you? Why are you so unreasonable?" Feng Jingchen asked me.
"Did you just know?" I was resisting Feng Jingchen every sentence. I knew that I was seeking death. When a woman sees that her boyfriend is having an affair, she will use all kinds of gentle methods to win back her husband's heart. However,
I can't do it, because my character is like this. If I forcefully pretend to be soft and coax him back, I will still have to return to my true nature in the future, because I can't be soft all my life!
"Stop arguing, Chen and Su Rui should stop talking." Qin Lang was very anxious. I know maybe she shouldn't be involved in the matter, but I really want to know if Qin Lang likes Feng Jingchen. If he doesn't, please
Don't tempt him, it's me who gets hurt!
Feng Jingchen shut up, and so did I. We stopped arguing. It wasn't fun anymore, I was tired of playing, so I ran away. I rushed out of the canteen without saying hello to anyone.
Sitting alone on the cool rooftop, blowing the autumn breeze. When I came to Hong Kong, it was only February and early spring. Now it is almost winter. The three-year itch. Oh, we are only nine months old and we can’t get over it.