love marks

Chapter 28, don't understand and don't like are two concepts.

In the afternoon we went to the fair, three of us together.

Then we took a taxi back.

"It can be seen," Wu Ziting was in a good mood, looked at me and Fu Yu and concluded, "You are in a good mood, especially Fu Yu, who can be said to be refreshed..."

"You too." I replied.

"I don't think the art exhibition alone is so bold. Is there something I don't know about you?" She added.

My answer was a bit embarrassing, "You don't need to tell you everything about us."

There was a few seconds of embarrassment in the air, and Wu Ziting found a step for himself: "It's also... well, I can't understand the works of those masters, and they are too abstract, what do you think?"

"I really don't understand." Fu Yu agreed.

"If you can understand it, you will become a master." I said.

"...Why do I feel that the tone of you two is blaming me." Wu Ziting's tone was slightly displeased.

"No," I denied, "after all, it's what I've always wanted to go. How can ordinary people like us understand the artist's artistic attainments? Going to see the exhibition is just to feel the artistic atmosphere, and let the air there nourish our cells. .”

"What is Tang Song planning to do in the future?" Wu Ziting asked.

"No." I replied casually.

Fu Yu was a little surprised, but didn't speak.

Wu Ziting obviously had already thought about how to answer the question, but he didn't expect my answer to end the topic directly, and he had to hold back what he wanted to say next and didn't continue.

"How much did you pay for the tickets?" I said.

Wu Ziting was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses, "It's not much money, you don't need...don't worry."

"Did you buy it online?" I continued.

"Yes, yes."

"I see, I will give you the money in these two days."

"I've already said, don't worry..." Seeing that I didn't speak, she didn't say anything.

It was already evening when I returned to school, and I checked the schedule when I returned to the dormitory, "There is still evening self-study at night, do you still want to go?"

"I'll go if you go." She gave me the right to choose.

The evening self-study get out of class ends at 08:30, and it was already dark. I thought of Fu Yu who was afraid of the dark, "Did you go to the evening self-study before?"

"If no one came back with me, I wouldn't dare to go..." After finishing speaking, she felt embarrassed.

I am ashamed, I am afraid of the dark to a certain extent.

There is one more problem that needs to be overcome, otherwise what should I do in the future.

"Then do you go to evening self-study?" She continued to ask.

I didn't want to go at first, but seeing her hesitant eyes, I changed my mind: "Go."

She who is so afraid of being alone will definitely go.

Sure enough, her eyes dimmed for a moment and then recovered, "Then let's go together,"

"Yeah." I replied, but another thought came into my mind.

"By the way," she asked again when she thought of something, "Wu Ziting asked you what your future plans were when you came back. Didn't you want to be an interpreter? Why didn't you tell her?"

"Why did you tell her?" I asked back.

She was speechless for a while, "That's right... I'm just a little strange, after all, there's nothing to hide."

"There's nothing to say." I lay down on the bed and took a nap, and when I opened my eyes, she was still looking at me, "What's wrong?"

She came back to her senses, "It's nothing." Then she sat on her bed and tidied up her things.

After thinking for a while, I still said, "Fu Yu."

"Ah."

"Not everyone is suitable to be friends." After deliberating for a long time, I still instilled a simple generalization, "For example, people with different views cannot be friends."

The three perspectives are different, and it feels forced just to talk.

She was stunned for a moment and replied, "I know, in fact, I don't have many friends, and there are only one or two in contact with me now, and my relationship with them is far worse than yours."

"If you're sincere, one is enough." I replied.

"So will Songzi talk to me?" She asked.

I was taken aback, my mouth was quicker than my brain, "Didn't we talk to each other?"

"No," she denied, "we just have a good relationship."

But it is already an exception for me to have such a good relationship.

But she doesn't seem to think so.

"Oh...so what counts as heart-to-heart?" I asked.

She hesitated, "I'm not sure about this, but I really want to have a heart-to-heart relationship with Songzi."

"Confidentiality or something, if it's you, I have no problem," I thought about it for a while, and then added, "But it doesn't mean there are no secrets."

"Secrets..." She mumbled thoughtfully, "Everyone has a little secret."

"Maybe." I got up, "Let's go, it's time for self-study at night."

She took out a box from under the bed, which contained a bag, and in the bag were some paper-like things.

"What is this?" I asked casually.

But she played tricks, "You will know when the time comes."

I didn't ask any more questions, picked up the key and went out with her.

We sat in the last row, and she was fiddling with something below during the class break. I took a second look at her in the spare time, and it turned out that she was making little stars.

"What are you doing stacking it?" I glanced at her pockets, there were already a lot, "Doesn't it hurt to fold so many hands?"

"It doesn't hurt." She was concentrating on stacking these gadgets without talking to me.

She didn't let me intervene, saying that it would be mine after folding, which is really interesting, if it was me, I wouldn't waste time on these small gadgets that take up space, can't be eaten or used, and it takes a lot of attention.

I just watched her fold it there, watching her fingers quickly pinch the paper back and forth, and it became a little star in a short while.

I sighed lightly, she was really patient.

Thinking of the tickets for the exhibition, I checked the price on Baidu on my mobile phone and checked the ticket price. I am so obedient, and it has caught up with my living expenses for a month.

Then I sent a WeChat message to my brother: "Jianghu emergency, your sister and I are short of money."

After a while he replied: "How much is missing."

"Seven hundred."

"So much?" The elder brother was a little surprised, "Why do you want so much money all of a sudden?"

"The ticket price for the exhibition is rounded up to the whole. If I borrow it from you, I will pay you back next month." I said.

After a while he replied, "Okay, I'll give it to you tomorrow."

I breathed a sigh of relief and put away my phone.

I would rather owe money to my family than to owe money to outsiders.

Suddenly there was a little commotion in the classroom. I looked up and saw a group of students gathered at the door of the classroom and looked out. Even the teacher stood at the door and watched the situation outside.

"What's going on?" I wondered, "What's the matter?"

Fu Yu raised his head when he heard the sound, and before he could speak, he heard an angry male voice coming from outside the door: "Try another fucking thing! I beat you to death, believe it or not!"

This sound attracted the rest of the students who didn't want to watch the excitement, and I also got up and walked outside, not because I wanted to watch the excitement, but because the voice was very familiar.

When I squeezed to the door, the teacher had already run out. I saw the male teacher struggling to separate the two big boys who were entangled, and said sullenly, "Which class are you two in? Why are you fighting?"

And I took a closer look, and was immediately dumbfounded, isn't that Qimeng!

I saw that Qi Meng was only wearing a big vest, and his school uniform had been thrown on the ground beside him. The tall and burly Qi Meng had swollen cheeks, bruised forehead, and some nosebleeds, but compared to the other one who was beaten The embarrassed boys are much better.

Looking at this posture, needless to say, he fought with others again.

Qi Meng is impulsive by nature, and it is very common to get into fights, but there are reasons for him to fight.

I don't know why this time.

Fu Yu stood beside me and tugged on my sleeve, "What's wrong with him? Why are you fighting?"

"I don't know." I really don't know.

But seeing his blushing cheeks, his eyes are a little blurred, maybe he's drinking too much.

Sure enough, the next sentence heard the teacher say: "Why is this drunk? This is at school, not at my home. Look at you, what do you look like?!"

Qi Meng turned a deaf ear to the teacher's words, saw me in a blink of an eye, and immediately dragged the boy whose face was covered with blood from the beating to me: "Pine nuts!"

As soon as I exited the mouth, a smell of alcohol rushed towards me, blowing my face all over.

I couldn't help frowning: "What kind of monster are you doing?"

Probably due to the effect of alcohol, his eyes look a little penetrating. To be honest, I still feel a little nervous. With his fleshy body, he can knock me down with just one punch, although he has never lost his temper with me. , but now that alcohol is on his mind, I'm not sure what he will do.

"Pine nuts," he looked at me with drunken eyes, stretched out his hand, and the boy next to him stumbled, and he continued, "This kid said bad things about you, and I will teach him a lesson for you."

I glanced at the boy, he was beaten badly, his face was covered in blood and his facial features could not be seen clearly, and his clothes were also stained with blood.

I couldn't help but raise my forehead, Qimeng fights are always insignificant, how could they not be held accountable for beating people up like this, alas, it's going to cost them money again.

I couldn't help speaking with sullenness: "Qi Meng, can you stop being so impulsive all the time, you're so happy after beating someone, and you have to have someone else wipe your ass."

"He speaks ill of you, humiliates you..."

"Let you tell him what he wants to say, and I won't lose a piece of meat."

"No!" He immediately refused, "No one can bully you, I won't let you!"

Considering that he is drunk now, I didn't say anything to him, so I hesitated for a while and called my brother, asking him to come and take Qi Meng back to the dormitory first.

"Brother, Meng Zi drank too much, he is playing crazy with me, come here and get him away."

After hanging up the phone, Qi Meng suddenly fell on top of me, "Pine nuts..."

"Get up!" I pushed him, but he was like a mountain, unable to move, "Fu Yu, get him a stool."

The stool was brought over, and I struggled to straighten him onto the stool, "Just wait here for my brother to come over."

"As for this classmate, send it to the school infirmary first."

I was about to leave, but Qi Meng grabbed me again. I struggled, and his hands became stronger, and he pulled me over. As a result, both of them fell to the ground, and he was on top of me. .

"Hey pine nuts!" Fu Yu was nervous for a while, and he was slightly relieved when he saw that I was fine. Then he came over and wanted to pull me out of Qi Meng's body, but Qi Meng waved me aside: "Stay away from pine nuts, everyone Don't try to hurt her!"

I was ashamed: "Qi Meng, you drank too much."

"I don't have much," he denied, and then hugged me tightly, spitting the smell of alcohol into my face, "Don't be afraid, Songzi, I will protect you."

I hate the smell of alcohol. Even my brother prevents me from drinking too much. Even if I drink alcohol, I will immediately rinse my mouth and brush my teeth. From the full smell of alcohol, I know that the alcohol concentration cannot be lowered. It makes me dizzy of.

But his words still moved me a little.

"I will protect you."

If it were someone else, this might be a perfect love sentence to tease a girl, but for me, it is a bit wasteful.

"Qi Meng, you get up first, you crushed me to death." I pushed him.

He must be drunk, and turned a deaf ear to my words. Once the alcohol came up, he ignored it, rubbed his nose against my neck for a long time, then suddenly groped for my lips, and was about to kiss me instead.

I was startled, subconsciously raised my hand to block it, and he gnawed on my hand.

Suddenly he felt a wet itching in his palm, and he stuck out his tongue to lick it!

For a while, I felt as sick as swallowing a fly.