your view my city

Everyone knows that Fu Jingcheng is usually an indifferent person, but recently... Especially the low pressure.

Shan Liu often shivered when she wanted to talk to her, and Qian Xian did the same.Sitting at Fu Jingcheng's front desk, I always feel chilly on my back...

"Well, old Fu..." Shan Liu trembled and called Fu Jingcheng nervously.

The latter looked up at her with light eyes.

"You didn't go to training yesterday, Lao Zhang said you have to go today..."

"No." Fu Jingcheng said two words lightly, then lowered his head.

"I, I'm just passing on a message..." Shan Liu shrank his neck, and Lao Zhang was on the other side, always feeling that he was not flattering at both ends. After thinking about it, he smiled and said, "Let's go, I will invite you after the end." You eat pizza."

Fu Jingcheng wanted to refuse subconsciously, but suddenly thought that Qian Xian deliberately avoided the time when the two went home during this period.

At first Fu Jingcheng didn't care much and still followed his own schedule.But after getting drunk, she also began to cooperate with Qian Xian to reduce the number of times she went home together, and the two of them tacitly agreed on this matter.

"Okay." Fu Jingcheng agreed, and Shan Liu heaved a sigh of relief.

After school, Qian Xian hid in the student union to pass the time like every day, listening to music and reading novels, the time always passed quickly.

I looked at my watch, it was almost time to go.Qian Xian packed her schoolbag and left Building No. [-]. Before she could leave the school gate, she received a call from the faceless boss.

The other party came to inform her of the change of this week's performance time, and after Qian Xian wrote down the time, she called Shan Liu to tell her.

It rang for a while before being picked up: "Qianqian?"

"Well, it's me. I called to tell you—" Qian Xian was talking when she heard Shan Liu's scream on the other end of the phone.

"Sundae, what's wrong with you?" Qian Xian listened carefully to the voice on the other side.

Shan Liu's voice was vague, as if he was calling Old Fu...

"What happened? You answer me!" Qian Xian couldn't help feeling anxious when she heard Fu Jingcheng's name.

There was a lot of noise on the other end of the phone before Shan Liu remembered that Qian Xian was still on the phone.

"Qianqian! Old Fu's leg is broken!" Shan Liu yelled.

Qian Xian was startled and hurriedly asked, "Is it in the basketball court? I'll be right there!"

Qian Xian turned back from the school gate and returned to Building No. [-]. She didn't dare to think about anything along the way, she just hoped to rush to Fu Jingcheng's side soon.After entering the teaching building, I went straight to the third floor, not daring to catch my breath.

Pushing open the door of the basketball hall, Qian Xian's hair was messed up, and there were still beads of sweat on her forehead.

Looking around, Qian Xian saw Fu Jingcheng leaning on the bench from the outside.Seeing her surrounded by several people, she couldn't help feeling even more flustered, Qian Xian ran over with red eyes and stopped beside her.

Kneeling down and looking at Fu Jingcheng, the trembling voice when she spoke made her even startled: "Are you okay..."

Seeing Qian Xian appearing like this, Fu Jingcheng just looked at her silently without answering.

Qian Xian didn't get an answer, so she looked at Fu Jingcheng's legs, and found that there was nothing unusual...but her left ankle was wrapped in gauze.

Qian Xian was puzzled, found Shan Liu in the crowd, and asked her, "Didn't you have a broken leg?"

Shan Liu patted her head, embarrassed and didn't know what to say.

A girl on the side spoke up: "You listened to Shan Liu's nonsense, didn't you just sprain your ankle!"

"You!" Qian Xian was anxious, she got up and glared at Shan Liu: "Can you talk nonsense!"

"Oh Qianqian, I really thought old Fu broke his leg..." Shan Liu's voice became smaller and smaller...

It took Qian Xian to gradually calm down her anger, and finally realized that standing here seemed out of place... biting her lip in embarrassment, she felt that she should leave.

Fu Jingcheng didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, but just looked at her quietly without looking away.

"I, then I'll go first..." Qian Xian said in a low voice, and then left in despair.

Fu Jingcheng followed her closely until Qian Xian left and closed the door of the basketball hall, and she leaned on the bench and sighed.

Just now Fu Jingcheng was practicing layup, Shan Liu called Qian Xian's name to distract her, and when she landed, she sprained her foot.

Such a shameful thing should be over as soon as possible. I didn't expect Qian Xian to come over in such a hurry... She was very happy in her heart.

After that day, although Fu Jingcheng's foot was injured, he seemed to be in a much better mood, and the gloomy atmosphere disappeared.

Although there is still no communication with Qian Xian, fortunately, he no longer treats her coldly.

Taking advantage of Fu Jingcheng's foot injury, Shi Yingran followed her more attentively. On the way to the photography club, she also tried to help her, but was rejected.

"Jingcheng, can you be my model?" Shi Yingran looked expectantly.

"No."

"Then...can you take a photo for me? Your technique is very good!" She looked more expectantly.

"No."

"Why, why..." Shi Yingran lowered her head, very hurt.

"I only shoot her, you know that." Fu Jingcheng didn't turn his head.

"It's been a long time since you took new photos. You retouched those photos over and over again, and you..." Shi Yingran couldn't help asking, "Didn't you break up?"

Fu Jingcheng frowned slightly, and finally turned his head to look at Shi Yingran: "Who told you?"

"Qian Xian said that she doesn't like you anymore!" Shi Yingran was a little excited.

Fu Jingcheng's expression did not change, but his tone was even colder: "If she doesn't like me, does she like you?"

"She..." Shi Yingran was speechless, and after thinking about it, she said again: "How do you know it's impossible? Did you forget that she was in the bathroom..."

"You won't like her." Fu Jingcheng casually looked away, and said slowly, "Don't you like me?"

Shi Yingran was stunned when she heard this, and it took her a while to recover her voice: "You, you know?"

"I'm not Qian Xian," Fu Jingcheng chuckled after saying this. She remembered Qian Xian's dullness back then.

Shi Yingran sat blankly in her seat, she didn't know what to say, should she confess her love or...

"Then why didn't you respond..." Shi Yingran couldn't express her feelings clearly, she just felt that the world was pitch black, and the only light was Fu Jingcheng...

She involuntarily reached out and grabbed Fu Jingcheng's uniform sleeve.

"Response?" Fu Jingcheng was puzzled: "Are you looking forward to hearing my rejection?"

The only light has also dimmed, Shi Yingran knew it a long time ago.

Of course she knew what Fu Jingcheng's answer was, but she was so unwilling!She is such a beautiful and pure person, but she only leaves her goodness to one person...

Shi Yingran couldn't hold back her tears, she was still clutching Fu Jingcheng's sleeve tightly, the fabric was already wrinkled. "My liking is worthless to you!"

Fu Jingcheng shook his head and said, "Except for her, anyone's liking is worthless to me."

"Why did you hurt me like this!" Shi Yingran stood up abruptly, tears streaming down her face. "Fu Jingcheng, you are too cruel!"

Hearing this, Fu Jingcheng looked up at her, then lowered his head again.After a long silence, she said, "I'm sorry."

Shi Yingran stared at her blankly.

"She ignored me, and I was very heartbroken. I rejected you and let you accompany me in pain. I was too selfish——"

"Stop it!" Shi Yingran couldn't take it anymore and ran out.

"We are all too selfish..." Fu Jingcheng said to himself.

The author has something to say:

Tomorrow, I will go to an event similar to the freshman meeting, and it will be two days!And you need to live on campus!

This is probably the only time in my life that I live on campus... It is said that the quilts are not washed.