I took this hole

Set your mind to it. "

Several people looked at each other a few times, and finally gritted their teeth and stomped their feet. This "bad intention" plan was decided in this way.

Only Jiang Nan was still a little worried at the end: "How sure are you?"

The instigator laughed steadily: Some people choose to come back despite the fact that they don’t have to go back to this place. Is this a fluke mentality that they won’t meet or something else, I’m afraid that person didn’t even realize it… In this case, Why ask about assurance, it is no exaggeration to say that you are confident.

"...Don't worry, the plan will be implemented tomorrow night, you just need to watch."

050

Du Jing stepped into the office in a panic, and slammed the wooden door shut in front of him.He stood there stiffly for a long time before he seemed to have melted away all his strength. He hung his neck down and leaned his forehead against the door lightly.

There was no sound outside the door for a long time, no footsteps or people chasing as he thought,... the world was so quiet that it made him flustered.

"Little Berg, are you hiding from someone?"

("Little Berg, are you hiding from someone?")

Suddenly, a somewhat brisk tone broke Du Jing's state of mind that had returned to death. Du Jing suddenly turned around as if in shock, and he breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the person clearly, and the line of his lips was tightly pursed. Raised, "When did you come back, Tony? I remember that you out old me you would come back tomorrow. It's this reason that makes smea substitute teacher."

(“When did you get back, Tony? I remember you arriving until tomorrow, so I’m substituting for you.”)

"ActuallyIdidmissthatclass, butitseemslikeyougavemeasurprise? I heard fromsomebodythatyoureunitedwithyourex?"

(“I did miss that class, but you seem to have a surprise for me? I heard you reunited with your ex?”)

Facing the curious expression on old Tony's face, Du Jing froze: "Howdidyou..."

("How do you...")

Old Tony smiled and turned the notebook in front of him to Du Jing, pointed at the photo on it and smiled: "BBS, I love it for its omniscience."

("Forum, I love how omniscient it is.")

Du Jing walked over with a dark face, bent down to swipe the page, and looked at the pictures on it about the entanglement between him and Jiang Cheng in the dormitory downstairs last night with a sullen expression. There were many photos from various angles. Own photos.

The owner of this building obviously only saw Jiang Xiaocao's face clearly when he passed by last night, and couldn't help but took a picture and hung a horrifying headline "Jiang Xiaocao's 'cleanness' is because of his sexual orientation!", just This main building quickly attracted the participation of insiders or students in yesterday's class. They broke the news that the young man who was carefully watched and guarded by Jiang Xiaocao, who always had an iceberg face, was actually a Chinese graduate student led by Teacher XX. He also gave them lessons, and Jiang Xiaocao seems to be a former boyfriend and current pseudo-teacher-student relationship.

The revelations on that floor immediately attracted strong crowds of onlookers, and a crowd of passers-by joined in. All kinds of people in the building secretly inquired about the personal information of this "mysterious Chinese youth". The "gay/sex/love die" was quickly suppressed by the voices of supporters, and the focus soon returned to the two protagonists.

It's just that those who really know these two people are obviously secretive about this matter, so the masses can only limit themselves to that narrow guess, and there is no response from the person concerned. Replies have gradually decreased in the early morning, and the popularity has gradually dropped.

But before Du Jingsong could heave a sigh of relief, his hand dropped unconsciously on the keyboard, just happened to touch F5, the page was refreshed, and suddenly there were more than a dozen replies to the post.Du Jing's eyes froze, and he quickly scrolled down to the end of the page.

On the first floor of the bottom ten, a self-proclaimed innocent passer-by directly broke a video on the campus in the early morning - a handsome young man with a slightly pale expression, walked out of the boys' dormitory indifferently, and the camera He swayed and followed his figure a few steps forward, and there was a sudden low cry beside the rustling footsteps, and the camera turned to a window on the second floor of the boys' dormitory where the young man walked out just now: the whole T A person most familiar to the public appeared on the balcony with the window open, looking calmly at the direction the young man left before, and then supported the window frame with one hand and jumped out directly. Landing on the ground, he stood up and covered the position of his right chest with a pale face, then resolutely strode towards the direction the youth left.

The video ended here, and a dozen layers of "so handsome", "so man!", "boyfriend is so powerful!!", "ahh, the man's frowning looks so handsome——"

Du Jing was in a daze, and subconsciously pressed F5 again, and the page was refreshed. In this short 1 minute, the floor has increased by [-] floors, and they are all shouting for handsome. Only one floor has only the default avatar "Passerby A" seems to have left a sentence in a calm tone——

"Du Jing, he broke his ribs and pierced his lungs because of you back then. Now he can still die because of you."

Behind this seemingly calm punctuation mark, there are many turbulent waves hidden behind this seemingly calm punctuation mark. Others can't see or guess it. Apart from watching the replies, there was a sudden silence in the post.

Du Jing's eyes were already red, but he raised his thin lips just to meet old Tony's gaze, and tapped on the keyboard quickly with his slender and fair fingers, logged in, and then replied.

Ten seconds later, a new floor was refreshed in the quiet post.

Also under the default avatar, there is only the word "Du Jing", followed by a small stamp of "real name serious", a simple and refreshing sentence——

"Who care."

Old Tony watched in amazement, and looked at Du Jing with surprised eyes: "Little Berg, youarereallyaniceberg."

("Iceberg, you're an iceberg!")

Du Jing smiled, but his expression was almost indifferent. He refreshed the page, and as expected, dozens of floors of new buildings were painted underneath again, but this time they all pointed the finger at Du Jing, without exception. It is accusing, and even more unaccustomed to directly yelling "conscience has been eaten by dogs" and "what a bitch".

Du Jing looked at it with a smile, but there was no warmth in his eyes.

Take a good look, fool... Du Jing sneered at himself from the bottom of his heart... The public opinion in this world never cares about facts and right or wrong. They only express what they agree with, and only listen to what they agree with. Don't hold out hope for anyone—— The person who was blessing you half a minute ago has changed his face half a minute later.

In this world, how can there be anything that can really survive and last forever?

This is true of all people, not to mention that ridiculous self-conceited love is nothing but youthful and frivolous.

Thinking of something, Du Jing's face turned completely cold, and even his smile disappeared. He forked the page, said goodbye to old Tony, and straightened up and left.

Old Tony looked at the back of Du Jing resolutely leaving, and shook his head helplessly. He is a too strong boy. After he was injured, he would never want anyone to get close to him in his life.

So both of them missed it, and the post on the forum had a new level after countless abuses. It also added a small stamp of "real name authentication", but the ID signature was "Jiangcheng"——

"I hurt you so I deserve it, I know. I enjoy your punishment and wait for your sentence, if only I have you maintained...again."

("I know, I hurt you, so I deserve it. I am willing to wait for your sentence, as long as you...reappear.")

……

When he left old Tony's office, Du Jing felt that he had returned to the level of stagnant water before meeting Jiang Cheng again.

Until this night, when Du Jing, who had not completely reversed the jet lag, was about to go to bed, the phone rang when he returned home. Only old Tony knew the phone number.Looking at the strange number that obviously did not belong to old Tony, Du Jing frowned, and still picked up the phone. Before he could speak, the voice on the other side had already rang——

"Du Jing——Jiang Cheng overdoses tonight!"

"...