Shenhao: Confession 99 Times, the School Belle is In a Hurry

"Xuantong, is what is said on this forum true?"

"Who is that man? You won't really pay back your loved ones!"

"Oh, no way, our high-cold school belle really likes a man, whose man is this, so lucky!"

From the side, the chattering voice of her roommate came, and Qing Xuantong glanced back.

Immediately, she sighed: "It's a blessing, I'm not even willing to accept it now!"

Thinking about Lin Qiyue and Jiang Yan, Qing Xuantong couldn't help but get angry.

Why, they all confessed, but I didn't.

Obviously, I knew Xiao Yang first!

The girlfriends and sisters at the side were all dumbfounded when they heard Qing Xuantong's words.

In this world, there are still Qing Xuantong men who no one else wants?

Fuck, this is even rarer than pandas!

Qing Xuantong couldn't help feeling sulky, went back to her bed, and put on her earphones.

The voice came, it was "Sunny Sky" by Xiao Yang.

The voice was still so gentle.

The lights were turned off, the dormitory became quiet, the surroundings were full of darkness, it was as if Xiao Yang was singing softly in his ear, full of emotion, singing for himself alone.

She has insomnia.

Qing Xuantong felt that as long as she closed her eyes, she could feel Xiao Yang's figure looming beside her.

"Obviously I got to know Xiao Yang first!" Qing Xuantong bit her lips, her heart full of sourness.

Some memories gradually emerged in my mind.

It was a night in my sophomore year of high school.

She was stopped by a group of drunk society youth.

Just then, a figure appeared.

The hero saves the beauty, a very old-fashioned storyline, but she will forever remember it in her memory.

Xiao Yang at that time was not as handsome as he is now, but his character was still as brave and decisive as he was cold and hot.

Some drunk social youths and a sophomore high school student, Qing Xuantong herself didn't know how Xiao Yang had the courage to rush forward.

The lights were very dark that night, Xiao Yang beat several people by himself.

In the end, Xiao Yang stopped him, and he let himself go first.

The next day, Xiao Yang didn't come to class.

Two weeks later, he was limping and had a thick gauze wrapped around his head.

He didn't seem to know that he was saving the class beauty of his class, the school beauty of their school, and he didn't publicize this matter everywhere, so that everyone thought he was a person who liked to fight.

In fact, at that time, Xiao Yang's figure was already engraved in Qing Xuantong's heart.

Later, the school held a party and said that the top ten singers would be selected.

Lu Xing ran over and told himself that Xiao Yang liked him, and he wanted to sing to himself at the party to confess his love...

However, Qing Xuantong refused at the time, because she felt that high school should still focus on study.

Later...there was no later.

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In fact, Qing Xuantong still cared about Xiao Yang in her heart all the time, it was just because of a girl's reserve.

She always thought that she had almost forgotten Xiao Yang, until that day when she saw Xiao Yang in her restaurant, the hazy feeling in her heart became clear.

"There is still a chance!" Qing Xuantong opened Xiao Yang's WeChat, thought about it, typed a few words, but deleted it again.

"He should be asleep..."

Qing Xuantong murmured, but she tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep...

And at this time, on the other side.

In a room decorated in pink, a girl with a delicate face bit her lip and stared at the photos on her phone obsessively.

The background of the photo is a bit dark, but it is still clear.

The girl looked mischievously at the boy who was resting on her shoulder, her red lips approached.

Next, lips touch.

The girl's face was reddish, forming a unique beauty in the dim light and shadow.

"Xiao Yang, I miss you so much!"

Jiang Yan murmured.

She opened the phone's address book and really wanted to make a call, but the signal on the top of the phone screen told her that there was no signal here, not to mention making a call, even going online.

Yes, she was grounded.

Not only that, but the internet was also disconnected.

After casually playing the piano in front of her a few times, the girl was a little gloomy.

"Xiaoyan!"

A middle-aged woman walked in.

"Mom!" Jiang Yan quickly put away her phone.

"Xiaoyan, don't blame your parents, it's all for your own good." Jiang's mother held Jiang Yan's head and said softly.

Jiang Yan was just dazed for a while, and squeezed out a smile.

"Mom also knows that it will be difficult for you to marry into the Fang family, but Fang Jingyang is well-known in the circle, and he is considered a good-looking talent. This couple, they get used to it when they are around. Your father and I came here too. .”

"Hehe~" Jiang Yan just chuckled, a bit bleak.

"Mom, don't think I don't know anything. The company has a problem and needs the help of the Fang family, so I want to get married."

"What a good-looking talent, I don't know who Fang Jingyang is?" Jiang Yan smiled contemptuously, but her voice was calm.

Mother Jiang was a little embarrassed, but still smiled and said: "This man, you can't control his flirtatiousness outside, as long as he has you in his heart, young people, when they mature, these problems will not exist."

"So?" Jiang Yan's face darkened.

"I really want to ask you, are you my real mother?" Jiang Yan asked.

"I..." Mother Jiang frowned, her expression changed, and she said sharply, "Xiaoyan, do you really think that the love in TV dramas and novels is true?"

"Love is nothing more than a human self-sensitivity depiction."

"Since ancient times, everyone has been paying attention to the right family. Do you think that poor boy Xiao Yang can give you anything?"

Jiang Yan was taken aback for a moment, and said with a trace of anger: "Are you checking Xiao Yang?"

Jiang's mother didn't answer this question, and continued: "It's okay for a child of a worker's family to be poor, and there is a father who is seriously ill in bed. In such a family, even if the two of you are together for some so-called love, then Woolen cloth?"

"Jiang Yan, have you ever thought about what kind of life you are living now."

"Clothes come to reach out, meals come to open one's mouth, a life of rich clothes and fine food."

"What if you are with that poor boy, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, you help him take care of his father who is seriously ill in bed?"

"The first thing you do when you wake up every day is worry about what to eat today, you will worry about hundreds of dollars, or even tens of dollars..."

"You think you can live like that for the so-called love."

"But do you know that when wrinkles slowly creep up on your face, when you can only put some inferior cosmetics on your dressing table, you will think of your current life."

"But at that time, it's too late for you to regret it. You are already a yellow-faced woman who no one loves."

"Xiaoyan, do you think that life is so easy to come by now? Your dad and I have worked hard from nothing to now. We can't lose everything, and we can't go back to that ten or twenty square meter container..."

"You haven't experienced this, maybe you won't understand, but Mom doesn't want you to go through this, marry into Fang's family, and continue to be your little princess. None of this will change, understand?"

Mother Jiang's tirade was full of tears.

Jiang Yan was silent.

She knows how difficult it is for her parents to work hard for now.

Yes, as she said, she doesn't want to go back to that container of ten or twenty square meters.

"Just be a mother, please, for our Jiang family's sake, and for your own sake, marry into Fang's family well!" Mother Jiang let out a long breath and exited the room.

Jiang Yan hung her head, a little tired.

"Xiao Yu and Lin Yan have you as the savior to help, what about us..."

"Xiao Yang, where is our savior~" Jiang Yan was fascinated by looking at Xiao Yang's photo.

In the long night, the white moon hangs high.

Another sleepless night.