Xia Zhitong lay stupidly in the dormitory for a whole day.
She also thought about Amy's words over and over again for a whole day...
Huo Chengxi, does he really have no feelings for himself?
If a man really likes himself, how can he spend a peaceful night without anything happening? It would be strange if nothing happens to a man and a woman alone!
If this man really cares about her feelings, why does he do one thing to others and another to others behind her?
She fell asleep very early last night, and she didn't know anything about what happened after that. Maybe he did a lot of harm to her while she was asleep?
Thinking about it...
The corners of Xia Zhitong's eyes were filled with unknown moist liquid...
She turned sideways to prevent the sour liquid from flowing out. She hated her own cowardice and always felt sad for her failure to live up to expectations.
Huo Chengxi was obviously the man she was destined to have in this life, so why was he always like a bright star in the sky, clearly visible but unable to touch her?
After getting up, Xia Zhitong wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with a hot and wet towel, returned to the bed again, closed his eyes tightly, and ordered himself not to think about anything about him again.
*
The next day, Xia Zhitong arrived in the classroom early, occupied her seat, and prepared notes for class. She is a person who pays attention to details. Every page is marked, and pens of different colors are neatly placed. The morning sunshine
Little by little, she crawled into the empty classroom and landed on the notebook she was writing in.
The sun shines on the book, and it feels like it's been roasted by happiness. She likes to be quiet and think alone...
Suddenly, her eyes darkened and the sunlight was blocked!
Xia Zhitong was stunned for a moment, then slowly raised his eyes, and what he saw was an angry face.
Ji Yaqin is actually a very beautiful woman, with a typical melon-seed face. When she is not angry, she is a typical lady, the kind that men want to marry home. But every time Xia Zhitong meets her, she shows her teeth and claws. Maybe once a woman touches her, she is a very beautiful woman.
When you fall in love with a man, you will lose your mind.
"You shameless woman! While seducing my fiancé, you are also seducing my brother! Do you know how to write the word despicable!!"
Xia Zhitong put down the pen and saw Ji Yaqin reaching out to slap her in the face. Xia Zhitong blocked it with her hand, and with a "pop", a red mark was left on her slender wrist.
Ji Yaqin was even more furious when she saw Xia Zhitong continuing to write with her head down as if nothing had happened. She tore Xia Zhitong's notebook into pieces.
The flying confetti passed in front of her eyes, and Xia Zhitong could no longer hold back, "Ji Yaqin, that's enough! I have never been sorry to anyone. Huo Chengxi is my fiancé, and he is mine, just because of me
I am looked down upon by others just because I cannot inherit the Xia family's inheritance, so in the eyes of others, I am a weed... But how can you, a wealthy lady like you, do Huo Chengxi really love you? He does.
It’s just your identity!”
"You're talking nonsense! Chengxi loves me. If he doesn't love me, why would he choose to get engaged to me!" Ji Yaqin's eyes were wet and red, her teeth were clenched, and her hands were shaking spasmodically, as if there was something wrong.
No place to vent your anger!
Xia Zhitong may have had some sympathy for her, but when she turned around, she saw two burly men walking behind her. It was obvious that they were Ji Yaqin's bodyguards.
"Help me scratch her face! I want her to never have the capital to seduce men from now on!"
Xia Zhitong staggered, she shook her head, her face was so pale that it was almost transparent. She knew that she couldn't escape at all, so she could only beg Ji Yaqin to let her go...
"No, Miss Ji, you can't do this, you will... regret it..." Before Xia Zhitong could finish speaking, two bodyguards grabbed her arms and forced her down on the desk.
A ferocious silver light reflected from the sharp knife, and the cold knife touched her delicate skin, which raised Xia Zhitong's fear to the extreme.