The incident happened suddenly, and it took a few seconds for the onlookers to realize what had happened.
"Fuck you, is there something wrong?"
"It's really wicked to open the door for wickedness. It's extremely wicked."
"I have never been so speechless in my life."
The denunciation was endless.
Lu Jinbai put his arm on Zhou Cheng's shoulders and watched from a distance: "No wonder he wears a mask!"
Zhou Cheng sighed: "There is really no bottom line!"
The dormitory aunt just received a call saying that there were people gathering here to play with fire, and she rushed back before finishing her meal.
"It's all gone. Do you know that this candle is a safety hazard? What if it burns your clothes or the flowers and plants nearby?"
"What do you mean by making noise here? Do you know that it will affect other people's rest? I will go to college in vain, is there any morality?"
"Clean up all these things on the ground for me. They are damaging the school environment. Do you want to be punished?"
This matter can be big or small. If it is serious, you will really be punished and it will be placed in the file and will be with you forever.
Everyone dispersed in a hurry.
A pair of hands clasped Shen Qinghe's wrists. She stared blankly at the long and thin hands, with bulging veins and cold temperature.
He raised his eyes to look at the figure blocking the back in front of him, his eyelashes trembled imperceptibly, and the uneasiness in his heart was gradually soothed.
Xu Hanlin guessed who it was and kicked out the brothers who stayed behind to clean up with him.
After their backs disappeared, he said, "Jiang Yao, is this interesting? Does it satisfy your bad taste?"
He knew that Jiang Yao liked Shen Qinghe, but he wanted Shen Qinghe to misunderstand that Jiang Yao did not do this for her.
"Are you interested?"
Jiang Yao didn't say what he expected, and couldn't react for a moment: "What?"
"It's not that your language proficiency is limited, you are clearly in a cultural desert."
"Let me be clear? Is it fun to insult people?"
Even though Xu Hanlin had a good temper, he couldn't stand being humiliated by him over and over again, especially in front of the girl he liked.
Jiang Yao held Shen Qinghe's wrist with one hand and weakly held her shoulder with the other, forcing her to sit on the bench.
An intimate gesture.
Shen Qinghe's heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably, and he raised his eyes to observe his face.
The jawline was tight and the thin lips were pursed into a straight line, obviously because she was angry because she disobeyed and ran away.
The skirt of his clothes swayed, and Jiang Yao lowered his eyes to look at her. His clear peach blossom eyes were timid, and his expression became aggrieved.
The nameless anger swirling in my heart suddenly dissipated for the most part.
Even if you are no longer angry, you still have to keep a straight face, or you will remember: "Sit down."
She sat down obediently.
Xu Hanlin stared at their backs, his eyes gradually dimming, and the hands on his sides tightened unconsciously.
Jiang Yao turned around and glanced at his clenched hand, raised his lips, and opened his lips disdainfully: "Then I reluctantly waste my words."
""Paper Is Short and Love Is Long" was written to my married ex-girlfriend, expressing that the person I once loved so much could not withstand the reality and left me and fell in love with someone else."
"And Shen Qinghe is not your ex-girlfriend, and he doesn't like you, so you use this song to express your love, ha." The ending was very sarcastic.
Xu Hanlin lowered his head and was silent for a long time before looking up: "So what? This is not the reason for you to ruin the venue for my confession."
Jiang Yao sneered, walked slowly towards him, leaned over and whispered in his ear: "Do you really think I can't see your little thoughts?"
Xu Hanlin took a step back, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes: "What are you talking about?"
"You want to use the pressure of public opinion to force Shen Qinghe to agree. I really underestimate you because you don't threaten force."
Xu Hanlin's face turned pale and he retreated steadily.
Shen Qinghe suddenly said: "Jiang Yao, can you go find Lu Jinbai and the others first? I have a few words to say to him."
"Um."
Jiang Yao stared at him expressionlessly, with a sinister expression. She glanced at him warningly, turned around and rubbed the top of her soft hair: "I'll wait for you."
There are some things that she should have the right to handle personally.
"Xu Hanlin."
Xu Hanlin raised his head: "What's wrong?"
Shen Qinghe's voice was rare and gentle and firm: "You shouldn't be like this when you like someone. You shouldn't use the pressure of public opinion to force a girl to agree when you express your love. Real love should give a girl the full choice to agree or refuse."
For a long time, Xu Hanlin struggled to speak: "What were you thinking about during those few minutes when I confessed my love?"
He was not a fool, he could see that Shen Qinghe's thoughts were not on her.
Shen Qinghe subconsciously looked towards Jiang Yao. The street lights were on one by one, and the warm orange light made a pair of cold fox eyes shine.
He stood in the light, his expression was not good, and he looked like he wanted to eat someone.
I couldn't help but smile.
"Actually, I know you don't like me, so I just want to take a gamble, just in case, just in case, you agree."
"Sorry, I don't like you, so I can't agree to you." After thinking about it, I gave him a formal answer.
Shen Qinghe said everything he needed to say. He stood up and limped around, eager to return to the person with the stinky face.
"Do you like Jiang cuisine?"
"This question cannot be answered at the moment."
Shen Qinghe paused for a moment, then walked towards Jiang Yao without stopping.
She needs time to figure out why she likes her so much.
Despite this, she was still convinced that Jiang Yao was her only exception.
This is the reason why she rejects others.
His right eyelid twitched without warning.
The next second, Xu Hanlin grabbed her wrist as if going crazy and shouted at her: "Why are you pretending to be noble? Why don't you just use the reputation of your siblings to do ambiguous things?"
"Snapped!"
Shen Qinghe was so angry that he was shaking all over. He took out his hand and slapped him with all his strength.
"Are you guilty? Are you angry?"
——
Jiang Yao lowered his head and replied to the message. He lazily raised his eyelids and saw him pestering Shen Qinghe.
The tip of his tongue pressed hard against the soft flesh next to his cheek, and he cursed in annoyance.
He took three steps and two steps at a time, guarding Shen Qinghe behind him, and punched with all his strength, fast and hard, without any restraint.
Xu Hanlin was caught off guard, and his center of gravity fell unsteadily in the middle of the rose petals.
He held his arms behind his back, half of his face was burning with pain, and his mouth was filled with the smell of blood. He looked straight at them and spat: "It's really disgusting."
Jiang Yao smiled mockingly, stepped forward, bent down and grabbed his collar, and lifted him a short distance away, forcing him to look directly at him: "That's not even one ten thousandth as good as you."
He turned around and pulled the frightened Shen Qinghe away.
Shen Qinghe looked back at Xu Hanlin.
The night wind blew up a few delicate rose petals, and he sat in the middle, like a defeated rooster, feeling indescribably miserable.
That sentence had a huge impact on her.
Shen Qinghe bit his lip and made up his mind: "Jiang Yao, we don't want to be siblings anymore."