Dude look at me again

Feng Siyuan, this ten-thousand-year-old wastewood, could fall on the ground while walking, so he just moved slowly. He even deceived himself and hid behind a boy next to him, shrinking his neck cowardly.

As a result, the boy looked at him inexplicably, and turned sideways to let him out again.

Feng Siyuan continued to hide like a woman in shock and shame: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."

The boy finally realized something, looked back at Xia Ting, who was smoldering, and seemed to hesitate for a moment, and said, "Excuse me, how can I get to the School of Food Science?"

Xia Ting pointed him in a direction, the man nodded, walked around Feng Siyuan and left.

Feng Si didn't cover it, he shivered for a moment and smiled flatteringly: "My lord."

Xia Ting: "What are you holding?"

Feng Siyuan stuffed the paper on his back into his arms: "It's nothing..."

Xia Ting took a few steps forward to hold him back, but Yao Yi suddenly said, "I'll ask him to help investigate someone."

Xia Ting really raised his eyebrows, and Yao Yi said to Feng Siyuan, "What, is it a bamboo horse? A relative, or a sibling?"

Feng Siyuan looked at Xia Ting's face and giggled, "That's a good guess, it's siblings."

Yao Yi didn't answer.

Xia Ting grabbed the papers and glanced at them, his face turned dark.He wanted to say something to Yao Yi, but Yao Yi said: "This matter cannot be suppressed anymore." He paused, and added: "Uncle."

"What do you mean?" Xia Ting frowned.

Yao Yi stared at him for a while: "Xiao An came to see me, and Jiang Mingliu will definitely come to him when he returns to school today. What do you think they can come up with?"

Xia Ting: "..."

Yao Yi said: "I've thought of many ways, but I can't escape the same ending. It's better to finish it sooner, and it won't be too late if it's not until June." He breathed out, and his tone was surprisingly gentle: " She's a very stubborn little girl, we're a little bit alike."

Feng Siyuan looked blank, and Xia Ting looked a little shocked when he heard what he thought of in June.Immediately, his expression was gloomy, and after a while, he said bitterly: "It's your own fault."

Yao Yi seemed to be talking to himself: "That's right."

He took the paper from Xia Ting's hand and went back.Feng Siyuan turned his head and asked bitterly: "What the hell, can you speak in human language? Can you think about the human brain circuit?"

Xia Ting gritted his teeth and glared at him, then turned and walked towards the college building: "You guys did a good job - you broke up the couple. Do you think you're the only one capable of human flesh?"

Feng Siyuan was angry: "They're not a couple, and they're definitely not as fleshy as me..."

Xia Ting slapped him on the back of the head: "Stubborn, still stubborn, you... You people, are you not guilty of doing this!"

Feng Siyuan: "It's a big deal to explode each other, who is afraid of whom." He rubbed his head and chased after him: "Where are you going?"

"Office of the Director."

"What are you going to do?"

Xia Ting shook the sticky candy twice but couldn't get rid of it, he was so angry that he had to lower his voice: "Find out when the exchange student agreement will be signed—you better hope that he doesn't make a big fuss! "

Just like Mumuzhuzhu can understand why Yao Yi would do things that hurt others and himself, sometimes Xia Ting can't understand why he still insists on going his own way and wants to kill himself even though he knows the result.

Calling him like a stubborn bull is an insult to the bull, Xia Ting thinks he is a pig, speeding up to aim at the unyielding pig that insists on hitting the wall from [-] miles away.

Jiang Mingliu arrived at the school in the afternoon, and learned about recent events on the way to pick up the plane. From the inexplicable sight of toothache and stomach pain, he didn't want to talk about it on the phone, so he made an appointment with Xiao An for an interview.

Xiao An really agreed.

However, Jiang Mingfeng didn't put any luggage, nor did he take a sip of water. He just asked the driver to take him to the dormitory, and went straight to find Yao Yi.

He was so busy before, Shao Shao didn't mention anything to him for some reason, Sister Qing couldn't figure out her attitude half-covered, Mu Muzhuzhu made things worse, he simply didn't intervene, he just wanted to finish his work .

It's a pity that the time was wrongly estimated, and it was only a few days late that it turned into the current situation - he couldn't imagine Yao Yi's mood when Xiao An took his words to convict Yao Yi.

Why not justify?Why not make it clear?Why not talk about it?

He ran all the way to the door of Yao Yi's dormitory, and when the door opened inside, he suddenly realized that he didn't know where to start.

Even if Feng Siyuan went out, the dormitory was still very quiet, with thick curtains covering it, and only two desk lamps were turned on - Dong Qian was watching a movie, and Yao Yi was wearing headphones and cutting wood.

There were more than [-] carving knives of different specifications stacked on his desk, and he was wearing a thin finger protector. Following Dong Qian's exclamation, the light of the knife in his hand flashed under the lamp.

Dong Qian's eyes were a bit strange, but Jiang Mingliu didn't pay attention, he only saw Yao Yi cutting the stick with his fingers against the blade, the movement was very vigorous, and the pieces of paper next to him were stained with blood.

Dong Qian watched him stare straight at him, touched his chin, and felt that he might not be qualified as a roommate in front of outsiders, so he explained: "He's fine, he's just angry, uh... can't stop him, I'll go back and get a tetanus."

Jiang Mingliu opened his mouth, Dong Gan saw that he couldn't fart for a while, so he had to go over and kick Yao Yi's stool: "I'm looking for you."

The action was so rude that Jiang Mingliu almost pushed him away in fright, for fear that Yao Yi would be cut in the wrong place.

Yao Yi turned his head, Jiang Mingliu looked into his calm eyes, his fists loosened and tightened again, his throat felt dry and hoarse: "Are you free? Ask you out...for a chat."

Yao Yi took off the nth pair of cut gloves expressionlessly, and stood up to wash his hands.

He put down the things in his hands, and only then did others see clearly that the engraving was a pagoda, which didn't look very pretty—it was even very rough.

Dong Gan fiddled with it and muttered, "Why are you filing so much?"

Yao Yi ignored him and went out first.Jiang Mingliu originally wanted to invite him to some coffee shop, but the gentleman kept walking, so he just followed.

He seemed to want to go to the small pavilion.

Jiang Mingliu looked around and counted, and he hadn't seen him for about half a month.

He slept on the plane and was still very tired.Fortunately, Yao Yi didn't look back, so he didn't have to force a smile on his face, as a gust of cold wind blew by, he frowned and pinched his temples painfully.

At this time, the class was not over yet, and there were no students on the road. He was dizzy, and finally took a few steps to catch up and asked, "Do you mind?"

Yao Yi looked down at the cigarette in his hand and shook his head slowly.

Jiang Mingliu didn't smoke at first, but the accountant who came to work in the branch factory gave it to him, saying that it would refresh him once in a while.

Yao Yi saw that his brows were tightly frowned, and the long eyelashes couldn't cover the blue and black, and he didn't see any "relaxation" effect at all, so he couldn't help thinking: I'm not good, it makes him too tired .

This gentleman never felt guilty when he provoked others to make trouble and spread rumors, never regretted when facing Xia Ting's tears of hating iron and steel, even when Xiao An cried to express resentment and despair, he never had any emotional resonance, cold hearted and cold hearted , as hard as a stubborn stone.

At this moment, he just looked at the person in front of him raising his hand and rubbing his eyes, his eyes showed a little tiredness, the Qianli dam collapsed in an instant, with sourness and bitterness melted into his bones, he rolled and screamed and died.

He realized more clearly than ever before that it was wrong to do so.

When he reached the pavilion, Jiang Mingliu hesitated for a moment, stood outside and smoked one before going in.

He didn't know how to speak, and after a long silence, he said, "You...I've already made an appointment with Xiao An, see if I can persuade her to avoid the limelight."

Yao Yi guessed what he meant, lowered his eyes and said, "I'm the one who caused you trouble."

Jiang Mingliu panicked for a while, and quickly shook his head: "No, it's okay." He paused, feeling the urge to smoke again, and rubbed his fingers to hold back.

Yao Yi raised his eyes: "If it wasn't for me..."

Jiang Mingliu looked at him suddenly, his mind exploded into a mess, and he said indiscriminately: "It has nothing to do with you-this is my fault, I didn't communicate well with her, don't worry, it has nothing to do with you."

He just wanted to comfort Yao Yi, and even sincerely felt that this matter was all his fault and had nothing to do with this person.

—so true and sincere consolation.

Yao Yi looked at him, felt his self-blame, but his heart was suddenly empty, and after a while he came back to his senses, bursts of burning pain swept over him.

He hid next to Jiang Mingliu and Xiao An with ulterior motives, tried his best and did enough things that he felt shameless, broke up the relationship between others, and caused the entire gang to fall apart, but in the end he had to say "This is me and her." Things that have nothing to do with you" comfort.

It's not even a blame, it's not a perfunctory——it's the man's feeling from the bottom of his heart: This is about him, Xiao An, and the two of them, and it has nothing to do with him, Yao Yi.

His deliberation and unscrupulous methods, those struggles and the torture from the soul over and over again, seem like a joke; those long hours of dormant endurance and suffering have probably all been fed to the dogs.

Yao Yi's heart was empty, he kept thinking that he was comforting... even comforting me.

He looked at Jiang Mingliu's slightly embarrassed face because of running around and working hard, his jaw was clenched tightly, as if he was about to laugh or cry.

He thought: why?Why?What about me, what am I?

I'd rather you hate me.

The author has something to say:

Um. . .Changed it a little bit, it seems to have given the ambiguity of being able to he before