Xia Ran looked at Niu Li for a long time before finally speaking with a flat mouth: "Lili, I feel bad. I have been feeling bad. I have been feeling bad since the last meal."

After saying this, the tears in his eyes could no longer be contained and fell.

Niu Li quickly grabbed a tissue, helped her sit down, and wiped her tears. Then she moved a chair to the side and waited quietly for her to speak.

Xia Ran sniffed and said in a muffled voice, "I'm not upset like I told them. I'm upset because he lied to me."

"He said he had been lying to me from the beginning to the end. In fact, he didn't like literature and had been lying to me." Xia Ran couldn't hold back her tears again. After calming down for a while, she continued.

"You know I thought he also liked literature, and then he greeted me. Do you know how happy I was?"

"Lily, I know my own reasons. Few people take the initiative to be good friends with me."

“So I thought that since we both like the same things, as long as I really like them with him and keep sharing what he likes, we can become very good friends.”

"So I took the initiative to add him. I was scared, but I did it."

"I also took the initiative to search for a lot of things that he might be interested in. I sent him Du Fu, I sent him Ouyang Xiu, I sent him many, many things, but he never responded to what I sent him."

"Then we went to dinner together and he told me that he had been lying to me all along."

As Xia Ran spoke, she felt more and more aggrieved. Finally, she couldn't help but lie on the table and sob quietly.

Niu Li felt distressed when she first heard this. She knew that Ran Ran didn't have many friends because she was too naive and straightforward, and many of the things she said were things that others didn't like to hear.

But what little girl of this age doesn’t want friends?

The more I listened, the angrier I got. What kind of bastard was this? How dare he deceive the best person in the world, Ran Ran!

She stood up quickly, returned to her seat quickly, grabbed her cell phone, and started sending messages to the guy.

The dog man Muran was also browsing the internal network, looking at those comments with anger in his eyes. He really wanted to pull out those people hiding behind the screen one by one.

I couldn't help but catch a few eye-catching replies.

36th floor: Am I the only one who thinks that Xia Ran is naturally pretty...

Muran [real name used], a freshman from Class 1 of the School of Physics, replied on the th floor: Do you look good enough to be evaluated by others?

54th floor: To be honest, I was at the library at the time. I don't know how this rumor became so ambiguous, did the woman spread it herself?

Muran [real name used], a freshman from Class 1 of the School of Physics, replied to the fifty-fourth post: Stop pretending to be clueless behind the keyboard. Aren’t you posting it here too?

Zhao Jie, a junior from Class 88 of the School of Chemistry on the 2th floor [real name]: Apart from anything else, Xia Ran is really pretty. I saw her once at the beginning of the school year. She was wearing a sailor suit, with fair skin, beautiful face and long legs. My brother and I were all stunned. The only thing I regretted was not asking for her WeChat [smile]

Muran [real name], a freshman from Class 1 of the School of Physics, replied to Zhao Jie [real name], a junior from Class 88 of the School of Chemistry, on the 2th floor: Buddy, with your level of basketball playing, I advise you not to even dream of having the WeChat ID.

101F: Uh, I’m not sure either, I can only say it’s better not to [shame]

Muran, a freshman in Class 1 of the School of Physics [real name], replied to the 101st floor: It’s not the best, and it’s not the worst either. I’ve submitted it to the school network monitor [screenshot], and I’ve also mentioned the insider, so that I can get to know you two [smile]

……

Following "High-value couple in the library" and "High-value couple suspected of breaking up", a new explosive topic "Muran is crazy" has been released again...

Muran was still continuing to criticize those alumni with foul mouths. His phone kept ringing with message alerts, and he was about to turn on the Do Not Disturb mode.

A message from "Niu Li, a freshman in Class 1 of the College of Arts [Note: Xia Ran's friend]" caught his attention.

After reading the entire message, my eyes fixed on the last sentence: She said she doesn't want to care about you anymore.

Muran suddenly felt as if his last breath was taken away and he collapsed on the bed. At first he felt like an empty frame, with an empty mind that couldn't think.

Then, he immediately began to feel anxious and afraid, as if his internal organs were about to burn. He was afraid that Xia Ran would really ignore him again.

The anger made his throat dry. Looking at his phone which continued to light up, he finally realized that he needed to apologize and explain.

As he walked out, he kept calling Xia Ran.

No answer, no answer, no answer, no answer.

He didn't give up and kept on playing, not even hearing his mother calling him.

Finally the call got through. "Xia Ran, you finally answered my call. I apologize to you again. The one on the intranet..."

"Beep, beep." The other party hung up the phone.

Muran's feet, which were changing shoes, stopped in mid-air. A deep feeling of powerlessness swept over him. What was he doing? He was filled with endless self-mockery.

Dormitory 713, School of Arts.

Niu Li was furious just now, and with her adrenaline kicking in, she sent a long message to Muran.

The entire article is about how rubbish his behavior of hurting a beautiful girl is. The words he uses are impolite, fierce and sharp. It is not until he starts saying that Xia Ran is going to abandon him that people start to feel relieved. Finally, he ends the article with a happy ending and sends it to the audience.

Now that the adrenaline had subsided, she felt that it was a bit inappropriate. It was really not a gentleman's behavior to interfere in their affairs without notifying the parties involved.

Now I sit in my seat nervously, wanting to speak to Xia Ran, but for some reason I find it difficult to start.

Xia Ran had calmed down a long time ago and was now constantly hanging up on the male lead.

There is a relaxed look on her face. Sometimes, it feels pretty good to torture the male lead occasionally.

She noticed from the corner of her eye that Niu Li was tossing and turning restlessly, and she had to thank this great contributor.

"Lily, what's wrong with you?"

Niu Li was still feeling anxious and worried, but when Xia Ran gave her an opportunity, she told him everything about the private message she had sent to Muran.

To her surprise, Ranran not only did not blame her, but also said that she wanted to thank her as a friend for standing up for her.

Niu Li was so moved that she immediately decided to be a strong supporter of her son Ran Ran forever!

On the male protagonist's side, Mother Mu is helping her son who is just starting to understand things for the first time!

Oh, her son, he just fell in love with a girl, and before he did anything, he made the girl so angry!

When seeing her eldest son in front of her saying that he felt he had really gone too far, was really wrong and was really too willful, Mother Mu's eyes turned slightly red.

My son has really grown up!

She was both relieved and excited to help her eldest son find a solution.

"Son, there is only one way to love and forgive someone, and that is with your heart."

Mother Mu ended her teaching talk with these words, then she stood up leisurely and went to play mahjong with her sisters.

Mu Ran suddenly understood.

He was not the kind of person who would give up quickly after a setback.

It's just that there were so many unfamiliar emotions at once and they were so strong that he felt a little overwhelmed.

Now that he has calmed down and made up his mind, he is full of fighting spirit again.

He picked up his phone and opened the chat box with Xia Ran.

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