My Wife Always Thought I Did Not Love Him

The milk tea shop Xiaopang chose is right next to the school, but Xia Yao has never been there. One is because he has no money, and the other is that he has no one to drink milk tea with.

After entering the shop, Xia Yao immediately saw a familiar person.

She was a very pretty girl, she smiled at Xiaopang and Xia Yao who entered the door and said, "Welcome, what would you like to drink?"

Fatty's face immediately turned red. After all, Xia Yao lived several years longer than him, so he noticed Fatty's thoughts at a glance. He put the bag on the chair next to the door, and said to Fatty: "I can drink whatever I want. It's all right, go and order, I'll wait for you here."

Xia Yao followed Xiaopang's gaze and looked at the girl.

She is the school belle, but Xia Yao didn't know her because of that. The reason he knew her was because she was Zhou Du's legendary girlfriend.

After Xia Yao got together with Zhou Du later, he never asked about Zhou Du's relationship with the school belle, because he didn't dare to ask, because he dated Zhou Du not because Zhou Du liked him, but because...

The sound of a person pushing the door interrupted Xia Yao's thoughts. He looked up, his eyes seemed to be burned, and he quickly lowered his head.

Xiaopang bought the milk tea together, and brought it to Xia Yao with a happy face.

"Give you."

"Thank you." Xia Yao whispered, reaching out to take the milk tea from Xiaopang's hand.

Zhou Du stood at the door, frowning and looking at the two people sitting there.

"You are here." Xiaohua came out from the counter, found a table, pulled the chair away, and said to Zhou Du, "Come and sit."

Zhou Du sat down opposite her.

Xia Yao felt choked up in his heart, he silently lowered his head and drank the milk tea, the chubby chubby who had a peachy face just now also darkened.

"What do you think they are related to each other?" Xiaopang stretched his neck and asked softly in Xia Yao's ear.

Xia Yao shook his head.

After Zhou Du sat down, he never took his eyes off Xia Yao. Seeing that he and Xiaopang were intimate, and the expression on his face became even uglier, he turned his head away.

"What's wrong with you." The school girl smiled and slapped Zhou Du, "Who are you showing your face to?"

"It's okay." Zhou Du sat up straight and asked, "Where are the two of them?"

"Who knows." The school girl shrugged, "Go with your girlfriend."

"Then I'm leaving too."

"Hey, wait a minute." Xiaohua grabbed Zhou Du's sleeve.

Xia Yao was attracted by the movement of the two of them, looked over and saw the scene in front of him, as if he couldn't stand it anymore, he dropped the milk tea, picked up his bag and said, "I'm going back first."

Xiaopang hurriedly chased him out, yelling while chasing: "Why are you leaving, wait for me, hello."

Zhou Du's fingers gripping the schoolbag suddenly tightened, he turned his head to look at the school beauty and asked, "Do you think I'm handsome or that fat man just now?"

"What?" Xiaohua was taken aback for a moment, then laughed and said, "Zhou Du, are you actually jealous of a fat man hahaha?"

"Who is jealous of him!" Zhou Du roared angrily.

The school beauty was yelled at by him, her eyes widened.

"Let's talk about it next time if he's not around." He straddled his bag and left while the school belle was in a daze.

After Xia Yao returned home, he ran directly to the room. He ransacked the room, searched for a long time but couldn't find the diary.

That was the proof that he liked Zhou Du for two years, but now even that is gone.

He sat on the bed in a daze, and the image of Xiaohua and Zhou Du laughing in the milk tea shop appeared in his mind. The whole person seemed to be in unbearable pain, curled up and hugged on the bed.

Xia Yao knew that this pain would accompany him for a long time.

In the future, Zhou Du will be admitted to a university different from his own, have his own girlfriend, get married, and have children.

And he, Xia Yao, can really only become a not-so-familiar high school classmate in Zhou Du's life.

In the past, he was only secretly in love with Zhou Du, but now he has been with Zhou Du for several years. They cooked together, slept together and quarreled.

Giving up after owning it is much harder than giving up after never having it, but Xia Yao doesn't regret his choice, he doesn't want to turn himself into that despicable villain in his previous life again.

He will forget Zhoudu, he will.

Easier said than done.The next day, when she met Zhou Duer again at the school gate, Xia Yao could only keep her head down, as if she didn't see him, and hurried past him.

Zhou Du's face darkened for a moment.

"It looks like someone owed you money early in the morning." Holding a cup of soy milk in his hand, Wang Hao approached Zhou Du and teased, "What are you doing?"

Zhou Du ignored him and left directly.

Wang Hao was used to Zhou Du's stinky temper, so he didn't care, and leisurely followed him into the classroom.

Not long after Xia Yao returned to the classroom, the English class representative came to his seat.

"I haven't sent the paper to the teacher yesterday, have you finished it yet?"

Xia Yao didn't expect that he would deliberately wait for him alone, and risked being scolded by the teacher to deliver the papers late, so he felt a little embarrassed.

He quickly took out the test paper from his schoolbag and handed it to the representative of the English class.

"Thank you."

"It's okay." The English class representative's name is An Pengpeng, and she smiled sweetly at Xia Yao: "Why didn't you do your homework on the weekend, did something happen at home?"

Xia Yao didn't expect this girl to stand beside him and start a conversation with him. He wasn't very good at dealing with girls, so he said embarrassedly, "No, I forgot."

"I'll remind you later, do you have a mobile phone number?"

Xia Yao didn't have a mobile phone, it was too expensive for him at that time, and he didn't have a place to use it.

Just as he was about to answer no, An Pengpeng was gently knocked aside.

"You're blocking the way." Zhou Du stood between the two of them and said expressionlessly.

The representative of the English class suddenly walked away in embarrassment.

The unique smell that belonged to Zhou Du immediately hit his face, and Xia Yao choked for breath. This smell was exactly the same as the smell of the scarf that Zhou Du put on his neck before he died. He suddenly covered his mouth and pushed the person in front of him away. He ran out of the classroom.

Zhou Du's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

He stood there to calm himself down, but he was still holding back his anger. He glanced at the direction Xia Yao was leaving, and followed without thinking. He wanted to ask that person what he meant, so he agreed. I like him, why is it like seeing a ghost when we meet.

Xia Yao ran into the toilet, gasped for a few breaths, and then calmed down.

He leaned on the sink, staring at the faucet in a daze.

It seems like I'm overreacting.

A few people came out from the compartment behind them, they glanced at Xia Yao, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Hey, do you have a cigarette?"

Xia Yao was in a bad mood, so she replied in a not very polite tone: "I don't smoke."

"Pretending to be nothing." The man was probably more irritable because of his cigarette addiction, he grabbed Xia Yao's shoulder and pulled him away.

Xia Yao was half a head shorter than him, and because of his thin body, he staggered and bumped into the sink.

Seeing that Xia Yao was white and handsome, the man was even more angry, he reached out to take Xia Yao's pocket.

"Let go of me." Xia Yao struggled violently.

The man grabbed Xia Yao's hair, pressed his face against the sink, and cursed, "What's wrong with borrowing a cigarette, you're so mean..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he was punched and knocked down to the ground.

Xia Yao looked at Zhou Du who appeared in front of her in shock.

Zhou Du pulled Xia Yao behind him, and looked at the person he knocked down on the ground with cold eyes.

Xia Yao raised his head and looked at Zhou Du's back, his eyes were swollen and aching.

"Who else beat you?" Zhou Du asked Xia Yao while looking at the people in front of him without turning his head.

Before Xia Yao could speak, the person who fell on the ground had already got up and rushed towards Zhou Du. Only then did the people on the side react and immediately joined the melee.