Quick Transmigration: The villains don't follow the routine!

"I, I know." His emotions were too intense, his anger was too public, Song Le tried to avoid it, and said in a trembling voice: "I didn't want you to see me..."

"I didn't, I didn't mean it, don't get me wrong. I..." There was fear and trepidation in her voice, and she kept emphasizing the fact he least wanted to hear.

"Shut up." It took all his strength to force her to be quiet.

Yes.

She didn't want to see him at all, let alone let him know that she was back.

Otherwise, how could the eyes be filled with fear as soon as they met, and they would subconsciously run away.

The anger in Xia Xuan's body suddenly became powerless, followed by self-mockery and ridiculousness all over the place.

How could he commit such stupidity over and over again.

She actually thought she came here because she wanted to see him!

Gradually, the grip on her wrist loosened, and Xia Xuan pulled her thin shoulders, pressed her against the tree trunk, and buried her face into her neck uncontrollably.

four years ago.

He thought he was slowly recovering.

However, no.

The wound was only deliberately ignored by him, but it had already festered and rotted.

All the persistence was defeated the moment he saw her again.

……

Song Le felt a heat flow from her neck, she was startled, her heart twitched, and she suddenly said: "Xia Xuan..."

In the dream, she also called his name with such a soft voice.

"Sorry……"

What he hates most now are these three words.

After he said love, that was all the response.

It's been a long time.

Xia Xuan just raised her head, her expression was as usual, if not for the slightly red eyes.

The tone also returned to the usual indifference: "How long will you be back this time?"

Song Le reacted for a few seconds before he understood the meaning of his question.

He murmured, "I'm not leaving."

The simple three words, like the spring breeze, stirred the lake in his heart, causing slight ripples.

Xia Xuan lowered her eyes, not letting her see the slightest bit of her emotions.

I wonder if she has...

But in the end, Xia Xuan still didn't ask.

——It’s enough to do it once for self-defeating things.

Song Le was slowly let go by him, a trace of disappointment floated up, she pursed her lips, she hesitated for a long time before mustering up the courage, and said: "You, do you still hate me about the college entrance examination?"

Repeat for a year.

Just thinking about the gossips he faced, the classmates who were a year below him, and the teachers who hated iron and steel.

She felt that her heart had been severely kneaded.

But the culprit was herself.

"What's the matter?" Xia Xuan raised his eyes, looked at her distantly, and said almost calmly.

"...I caused you to fail the college entrance examination, that matter." Song Le looked into his beautiful eyes, and the more he talked, the lower his voice became uncontrollably.

Unexpectedly, a sarcasm crossed the corner of Xia Xuan's lips, and said indifferently and calmly: "There is nothing to be concerned about. Didn't you already pay for that matter with 'Chu Ye'?"

Song Le's face paled instantly, and he pursed his lips tightly.

Feeling helpless and dim, his voice was a little broken: "...This, this is it."

Xia Xuan was silent for a moment before humming.

The atmosphere was awkward and cold, Song Le finally said in embarrassment: "Then, I'll go first."

"Where do you live?" Xia Xuan didn't stop her, she seemed to be asking politely.

"Stay at home." Song Le said in a low voice.

"I'll take you out."

"No, no, you can do your own thing, I can do it myself." Song Le didn't dare to bother him, forced a smile, then turned around and walked in one direction at will.

But he was pulled back, and he heard his irresistible emphasis: "I'll see you off."