Being independent made her have no friends on campus.
One day after school, she was walking home when she was blocked by Han Chaoyang.
Han Chaoyang was also like this now, with heartache all over his eyes. With a gentle smile on his clean face, he walked towards him step by step. He also held her shoulders in the same way and told her: "Mojiu, I like you.
"
Mo Jiu thought it was ridiculous. She raised her head and asked seriously: "Others say I'm a playboy and not a good person. Why do you like me?"
Han Chaoyang smiled: "Tell me you are not such a person. As long as you say it, I will believe it."
…
Three years later, he still said the same thing, but Mojiu could no longer respond.
She took a step back and patted Han Chaoyang on the shoulder, "Brother, I have been acting as a heroine in a tragic drama for three years, and I have long been tired of it. This is the kind of person I am, so stop pretending to be a savior!
You're not my type!"
After finishing her words, she turned around and walked away simply.
What needs to be said has been said. Sunshine does not belong to her and will have to go sooner or later.
Han Chaoyang stood behind her, looking at the girl's upright back, feeling that sadness was like sea water, drowning him.
At the corner not far away, Lin Ruo clenched her fists fiercely, her nails digging into her flesh without realizing it. At the same time, there was a jealous look in her eyes.
Why!
How come she, who has been living on the streets for so long without a father or a mother, can get a man like Han Chaoyang, while she, Lin Ruo, can only live a precarious life forever?!
"Student Mo Jiu, Class 1, Grade 3, please go to the Academic Affairs Office. Student Mo Jiu, please go to the Academic Affairs Office."
Before he entered the classroom, he heard the sound from the loudspeaker. Mojiu sighed and walked to the Academic Affairs Office by a familiar route.
On the way, Lin Ruo stopped her.
Mo Jiu looked at the woman's rosy look and wanted to tear her face apart. He almost didn't need to think about how the photo came to be.
Lin Ruoku looked at Mo Jiu and said, "Xiao Jiu, don't blame me, I really know I was wrong."
Mo Jiu walked over carelessly and said with a smile: "Sister Lin, what do you want me to do this time? You have to know that I hate talking in roundabout ways. Also, the director is still waiting for me. I have to go get yesterday's
Explain what happened, you can't take the blame for others, right?"
Lin Ruo grinded her teeth bitterly, but still acted like I was the victim: "Xiao Jiu..."
"Don't fucking call me Xiaojiu, I think you're disgusting!" Mo Jiu rushed forward, waved his hand and was about to take action!
"Mojiu!"
Suddenly, a gentle but urgent voice came. Mo Jiu's palm froze, but only for a moment, and then he hit Lin Ruo again!
Snapped!
A long, slender white hand stretched out and held Mo Jiu's arm directly. Han Chaoyang frowned and looked back at Lin Ruo eagerly: "Lin Ruo, are you okay?"
Lin Ruo took a step back with her eyes wide open, covered her cheeks with her hands and cried bitterly: "Xiao Jiu, I know you blame me, I know, but I didn't mean it, and I didn't know someone would secretly film you..."
"That's enough!" Mo Jiu said angrily, "It would be a shame if you didn't go to film a TV series! Tsk, tsk, look at your acting skills!"
He held her big hand very hard. Han Chaoyang, who used to be cautious about him, didn't seem to realize that he was pinching her.
Mo Jiu's heart felt like it was being pulled up and ravaged back and forth, the pain was severe.
Lin Ruo bit her lower lip tightly and trembled: "Xiao Jiu, it doesn't matter if you blame me or hate me. I just ask you not to blame Chaoyang." At that time, she had just entered high school.
Being independent made her have no friends on campus.
One day after school, she was walking home when she was blocked by Han Chaoyang.
Han Chaoyang was also like this now, with heartache all over his eyes. With a gentle smile on his clean face, he walked towards him step by step. He also held her shoulders in the same way and told her: "Mojiu, I like you.
"
Mo Jiu thought it was ridiculous. She raised her head and asked seriously: "Others say I'm a playboy and not a good person. Why do you like me?"
Han Chaoyang smiled: "Tell me you are not such a person. As long as you say it, I will believe it."
…
Three years later, he still said the same thing, but Mojiu could no longer respond.
She took a step back and patted Han Chaoyang on the shoulder, "Brother, I have been acting as a heroine in a tragic drama for three years, and I have long been tired of it. This is the kind of person I am, so stop pretending to be a savior!
You're not my type!"
After finishing her words, she turned around and walked away simply.
What needs to be said has been said. Sunshine does not belong to her and will have to go sooner or later.
Han Chaoyang stood behind her, looking at the girl's upright back, feeling that sadness was like sea water, drowning him.
At the corner not far away, Lin Ruo clenched her fists fiercely, her nails digging into her flesh without realizing it. At the same time, there was a jealous look in her eyes.
Why!
How come she, who has been living on the streets for so long without a father or a mother, can get a man like Han Chaoyang, while she, Lin Ruo, can only live a precarious life forever?!
"Student Mo Jiu, Class 1, Grade 3, please go to the Academic Affairs Office. Student Mo Jiu, please go to the Academic Affairs Office."
Before he entered the classroom, he heard the sound from the loudspeaker. Mojiu sighed and walked to the Academic Affairs Office by a familiar route.
On the way, Lin Ruo stopped her.
Mo Jiu looked at the woman's rosy look and wanted to tear her face apart. He almost didn't need to think about how the photo came to be.
Lin Ruoku looked at Mo Jiu and said, "Xiao Jiu, don't blame me, I really know I was wrong."
Mo Jiu walked over carelessly and said with a smile: "Sister Lin, what do you want me to do this time? You have to know that I hate talking in roundabout ways. Also, the director is still waiting for me. I have to go get yesterday's
Explain what happened, you can't take the blame for others, right?"
Lin Ruo grinded her teeth bitterly, but still acted like I was the victim: "Xiao Jiu..."
"Don't fucking call me Xiaojiu, I think you're disgusting!" Mo Jiu rushed forward, waved his hand and was about to take action!
"Mojiu!"
Suddenly, a gentle but urgent voice came. Mo Jiu's palm froze, but only for a moment, and then he hit Lin Ruo again!
Snapped!
A long, slender white hand stretched out and held Mo Jiu's arm directly. Han Chaoyang frowned and looked back at Lin Ruo eagerly: "Lin Ruo, are you okay?"
Lin Ruo took a step back with her eyes wide open, covered her cheeks with her hands and cried bitterly: "Xiao Jiu, I know you blame me, I know, but I didn't mean it, and I didn't know someone would secretly film you..."
"That's enough!" Mo Jiu said angrily, "It would be a shame if you didn't go to film a TV series! Tsk, tsk, look at your acting skills!"
He held her big hand very hard. Han Chaoyang, who used to be cautious about him, didn't seem to realize that he was pinching her.
Mo Jiu's heart felt like it was being pulled up and ravaged back and forth, the pain was severe.
Lin Ruo bit her lower lip tightly and trembled: "Xiao Jiu, it doesn't matter if you blame me or hate me. I just ask you not to blame Chaoyang."
