It's not that Yuan Qian is sensitive. In fact, people have been pointing fingers behind her back since this morning. As for the source of those rumors, according to Lin Han, someone saw her going out with a man in the middle of the night last night.
Being a man, having a car, and being there at night is really easy for people to think of those three words - sugar daddy.
A bitter smile appeared on the corner of her lips, and Yuan Qian gripped the pen much harder. After a moment, she calmed down again. What should I do with unimportant people?
"Qian Qian, don't worry about those people's nonsense, as long as we have a clear conscience." Lin Han patted Yuan Qian's shoulder and said solemnly. No one wants to be treated as an object of contempt and disgust, let alone
What's more, Qianqian herself is innocent. Those people who gossip have really done enough! The small universe in his heart exploded, and Lin Han was not as calm as he appeared on the surface.
Yuan Qian smiled faintly when he heard this, and soon felt relieved, "I know, thank you, Lin Han."
It has to be said that gossip is indeed a powerful weapon of destruction, but within half a day, many versions of the saying "female college students do not want to make progress and take the wrong path to win over the heresy" have become popular in schools. Really,
What he says is better than what he sings! Many people may not know Yuan Qian, but under the deliberate rumors of some people, "Does the scholarship winner really have the inside story?" "Is the school's scholarship review really implemented? There are gaps in the cultivation of college students' values."
Many stories ranging from news to rumors spread across half of the campus.
Yuan Qian went out in the evening and went to the cafeteria for dinner. After all, there were disputes wherever there were people, but she didn't expect that she couldn't even have a meal in peace. Before He Zhiwei could react, Yuan Qian's body was already wet
A basin of soup. It was sticky and greasy. Not to mention it was hot when a basin of soup was poured down. The clothes were thicker, so it did not cause much harm to Yuan Qian. However, the wet feeling was really annoying.
I don't dare to compliment you anymore.
He Zhiwei quickly took out a tissue to wipe Yuan Qian, but the perpetrator opposite him started to curse, "You are Yuan Qian, right? There are so many words, who do I think you are, how dare you
Stealing my boyfriend? You're just a dirty vixen. I'm warning you, stay away from me from now on, otherwise this soup will be thrown in your face next time."
After such an experience, the atmosphere in the canteen became strange and unpredictable. People were whispering from all directions. Suddenly, there were people watching the excitement in the canteen, some mocking, despising the noble and cool people, and indifferently amusing themselves.
There are some who are happy, but there are also some who want to come up and express their concern but are unable to do anything due to the pressure of the crowd.
He Zhiwei suddenly smiled coldly and scolded those who gathered around to take pictures, "What are you taking pictures of? Today I have clearly seen the indifference and morbidity of people's hearts. Qianqian is not wrong, and it is not what you think.
So unbearable. She is a good student, a good friend, a good daughter, and a good girl. What qualifications do you have to bully her like this? Those who maliciously slander, slander, and insult her, I have a word for you, God is watching what you do, and it is not that you will not retaliate when the time has not come!
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After saying that, the cold light in his eyes had not faded away. He Zhiwei looked at Yuan Qian, who was silent next to him, and suddenly felt sad and sad, "Qian Qian, let's go back. If we don't eat, we will lose all mood."
Yuan Qian did not agree with her words, but continued to pick up the chopsticks after wiping the wetness on her body. She smiled slightly, feeling a little confused, "Zhiwei, why don't you eat? Don't waste food, we are full.
Let’s go again.”
After saying that, she really started to eat. There was no wave in her eyes, as if everything before had not happened to her. Yuan Qian would occasionally lift her hair from her ears and temples to prevent them from falling into the lunch box.
superior.
He Zhiwei ate with her, just because he didn't want her to be alone. Sometimes Qianqian really makes people love and hate her, such as this time, she should feel sad that she is so stubborn and strong, or she can't help but not retaliate when she scolds her.
Maybe, other people's world really has nothing to do with her! But Qianqian, I don't like you like this. I don't like you doing everything yourself, I don't like you smiling on your face but secretly crying in your heart.
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He Zhiwei sighed and returned to his usual nonsensical tone.
"Qian Qian, I'll give you the green onions, but I won't eat them." Or maybe he just wanted to find a topic, He Zhiwei picked out all the green onions in the dish, "People say eating green onions will make you smart, Qian Qian, smart.
I’ll give it all to you, as long as I’m stupid.”
There was a warm light brewing in her eyes, and Yuan Qian did not refuse.
The people watching the excitement around, including those who had been scolded, were inevitably a little resentful at this moment. With no more jokes to talk about, everyone soon went back to their separate ways. You can only watch other people's stories forever.
Look, in fact, these things have nothing to do with them at all.
After returning to the dormitory and washing up, she discovered that the oil stains on her clothes were difficult to remove. Yuan Qian took a brush and brushed it again and again, ignoring the erosion of the bitingly cold water.
"Qian Qian, don't wash it anymore. How about I get rid of this dress?" Seeing Yuan Qian's persistence, Lin Han was a little worried. It's just a dress, Qian Qian, why are you bothering?
Lin Han didn't say the rest of the words. After being Yuan Qian's roommate for two years and four months, she knew that the dress in front of her was different. Probably, this dress was a souvenir for Qian Qian.
So even though it was old and even had hair balls on the cuffs, Qian Qian still cherished it so much. After hearing He Zhiwei talk about what happened in the cafeteria today, Lin Han felt vaguely bad, but now it seems that it is true.
Qian Qian, even after living together for so long, sometimes the other three of them still can't understand her.
The water was changed over and over again, and the laundry detergent rinsed the coat again and again. When Yuan Qian stopped, the oil stains on the clothes were finally gone. But in the end, there were still traces left. An ugly stain.
Yuan Qian could not help but feel aggrieved and sad as she looked at the mark. Her hands had already been frozen stiff by the cold water, and there was even a little blood oozing out, but she didn't care.
"Qian Qian, it's so cold outside. Come in quickly. You've already washed your clothes very clean. Can you hang up your clothes?" He Zhiwei took the lead and held Yuan Qian's hand down, and said uneasily and forcefully.
Lin Han then went to the balcony, "Qianqian, go in, if you blow the cold wind here again, you will catch a cold."
Returning to her desk, Yuan Qian suddenly lost all thoughts of studying. She lay on the table, her eyes full of confusion and lingering sadness. But she was the only one who knew how uncomfortable she was.
, her wounds were always only healed by herself.
It was as if all the rumors had been suppressed overnight. When walking on campus the next day, some people would still glance at Yuan Qian secretly, but no one would gossip anymore. Yuan Qian was not very energetic, so he chose a temporary job.
Sitting in the corner by the window, she was rarely absent-minded in class. Even when the teacher asked questions, she still sat in her seat, not knowing why.
"Yuan Qian, please pay attention to the lecture." The old-fashioned old professor had never encountered such a disobedient student, and his expression was not very good now.
He Zhiwei tugged Yuan Qian's hand under the table and called her attention back. Fortunately, the questions asked by the old professor were not difficult, and Yuan Qian managed to escape in the end without being criticized by the old professor.
"Qian Qian, what's wrong with you?" He Zhiwei took off one of his gloves and put it on Yuan Qian's right hand.
For a moment of warmth, Yuan Qian looked at He Zhiwei in a daze, but said nothing.
"Qianqian, do you want to ask for leave?" He said softly. After all, he was still in class, and He Zhiwei did not dare to openly challenge the professor on the podium in front of him who was known as the most demanding and serious professor in the department.
Yuan Qian shook his head blankly, then turned around and looked out the window.
In winter, there are still many evergreen trees on campus, but the scene of falling leaves is inevitable. Yuan Qian looked intently at a leaf on the tree outside the window. There were some signs of yellowing on the corners of the leaf, but it itself was still tenacious.
The ground stuck to the tree. When the wind blew, the leaves rustled, and that leaf was finally knocked off by the wind. It tossed in the wind for a long time and fell down.
The withered leaves fall, detach from the treetops, fly out of the last romantic and magnificent, and finally fall into dust or be crushed into mud. It turns out that this is fate.
Then, what is her life? Yuan Qian thought mockingly to herself, her face was no longer gentle, she no longer spoke and smiled, there was only hopeless silence, loneliness and withered sadness.
Enlightenment, enlightenment, and experience—such an understanding should not have appeared in her. She had thought that others were young, but she was actually not the same. No matter how hard she tried to hide it, she could not hide the fact that she was only nineteen years old.
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Nineteen years old was originally a rosy age, an age where she could not be afraid of making mistakes, laugh to her heart's content, cry and scold with contentment, and point her fingers to the sky with a smile, but she happened to live like this.
Most likely, her face was light because her heart was too hot and cold. Yuan Qian frowned, hiding all her emotional ups and downs. It's really silly, isn't it? She always likes to think about things that are not there, but in fact it only adds to her worries, confusion and confusion.
"Qian Qian, get out of class is over, let's go." There was a rustle of wind outside the window, but the classroom was warm. He Zhiwei packed up his books and saw that Yuan Qian didn't move, so he called her.
Yuan Qian packed up her things without realizing it, then stood up and followed He Zhiwei step by step.
"Qianqian, I suddenly feel that you are really a child who has not grown up. I remember that I often saw those children grabbing the hem of their mother's clothes on the road, which is a bit like you and me now. Of course, you didn't catch it.
Wear my clothes." After laughing, He Zhiwei poked Yuan Qian's pink and tender face, and then pressed her face into the shape of a smile, "Smile more, it looks so beautiful when you smile.
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Yuan Qian said nothing, but she looked over He Zhiwei's shoulder and saw the man standing in the wind not far away.