Frank and strict

A few minutes later, Zhuo Lan who came late took a seat opposite Yang Juan with a plate.

Probably because the dishes were not to my taste, Zhuo Lan had been complaining endlessly since eating.Halfway through, he noticed that Yang Juan was sitting at the table in a daze, and the food on the plate hadn't been touched, so he put away his complaints and raised his hand in front of Yang Juan, "Why don't you eat? Still thinking about it?" How are you going to speak tonight?"

Yang Juan raised his eyes with restlessness all over his face, "No."

Zhuo Lan put his hand against his chin, "So the experiment failed again?"

Yang Juan shook his head, "No."

Zhuo Lan showed a look of surprise and bewilderment.

The chopsticks in Yang Juan's hand flicked randomly in the rice, and he buried his head again, immersed in his own thoughts.

After the initial panic when he ran into He Lang, all that was left in his heart was full of torment and hesitation.He thought silently, should he speak clearly with the other party face to face.

The confession that was originally scheduled for last night was postponed because of a sudden episode.The plan is often unable to keep up with the changes. It is hard to say what other things will happen in the game tonight.And his determination is not always unshakable.

Yang Juan didn't want the whole thing to turn into an endless delay in the end.

Procrastination also means deception, and lies will always be exposed, just like now he can't even know whether He Lang has recognized him or not.But no matter whether the other party recognized him or not, Yang Juan didn't want to continue deceiving him anymore.

Without warning, he let go of his chopsticks and stood up.

On the opposite side, Zhuo Lan, who lowered his head to pick peppers, looked up in surprise, "What's the matter—"

Yang Juan's eyes flickered past him, and he looked straight behind him.Two seconds later, he walked firmly towards the depths of the dining area.

Zhuo Lan was caught off guard, but it was too late to call him out.

Yang Juan walked to He Lang's table and stopped.

They had finished discussing Yang Juan's height and were talking about other topics.Everyone present didn't know Yang Juan, and they didn't pay attention to his height, they only remembered that he was not very tall.Therefore, their discussion did not reach a more precise conclusion in the end.

He Lang was still thinking secretly, should he find a reason and go back to him to confirm, but he didn't expect that the person involved would come to his door by himself.

He can't be blamed for being sensitive about this matter, the main reason is that the other party's face and the place where he appeared are too sensitive. a The third cafeteria in the old campus, and the face with similar facial features to the wool roll.

He knew that wool rolls often come to the three canteens to eat, and he also knew that everyone was different before and after makeup.In addition, in the game last night, the question suddenly raised by the wool roll, was it an unintentional statement, or was it a deliberate attempt to test him.

There are too many transvestites pretending to be female players in online games, once the seeds of doubt are planted, those details that he subconsciously ignore will naturally be involved.

Why can I make voice and video calls, but not phone calls?Was the boy's voice that appeared in the dormitory that night really Brother Wool Roll?Didn't attend the offline party in the gang, is there really something wrong?

He Lang withdrew his rambling thoughts.

The girl's chattering laughter stopped suddenly, and everyone turned their gazes to Yang Juan in unison, but the latter only looked at He Lang, and under the scorching gaze of everyone, he said nervously: "I have something to say to you." explain."

He Lang sat still, "Say."

Yang Juan involuntarily clenched his fingertips, rubbing them back and forth uneasily, "Can you come with me?"

When he asked this, both his ears were a little red.

Others naturally misunderstood that he fell in love with He Lang at first sight and planned to confess to He Lang, so he couldn't help showing a subtle gossip smile.Only Shao Ye, who had noticed Yang Juan's appearance, frowned slightly, thinking that it might not be that simple.

As if he didn't see his red-stained ears, He Lang put down his chopsticks and stood up with his usual expression, and asked straight away, "Where are you going?"

Yang Juan took him through the small door on the side and left the cafeteria.

From the third canteen, go to the left, about a few hundred meters away, is the old public bathhouse that has been abandoned by the school.He took He Lang to the deserted path behind the old bathhouse.

He Lang stopped, and stood under the tree by the wall with his arms crossed, frowning and looking at him, "What do you want to say to me?"

Yang Juan lowered his head in embarrassment, silently staring at the swaying tree shadows on the ground.

The scorching hot wind blowing across the face in the dog days, He Lang didn't know why, and gradually became restless and impatient in his heart.Mingming was thinking about finding out about his height when he was eating in the cafeteria, but when he really walked to a place where no one was there, he subconsciously avoided it.

Realizing this, He Lang became more and more irritable, and even wanted to turn around and leave on the spot, not wanting to hear what he said.Even if He Lang didn't know at all, what would he say to himself.

He took a step towards the open space next to him.

This step seemed to be not just stepping on the ground, but more like stepping directly on Yang Juan's anxious heart.Like a frightened bird, he raised his flushed face in haste and shame, and murmured, "I'm sorry."

The expression on He Lang's face froze slightly.

Obviously his words came without end, obviously there are differences between him and the wool roll, obviously he just had doubts in his heart, and there was not enough evidence to confirm, but He Lang understood this apology almost instantly .

The boy who looked similar to the wool roll was apologizing to him. It was the first time He Lang met him, but he knew himself.

Subconsciously, He Lang was still unwilling to believe it, and his voice sank unexpectedly: "What do you mean?"

"I'm sorry," Yang Juan tried to raise his eyes to look directly at him. The moment he touched his gloomy eyes, he looked away in embarrassment as if he was instinctively avoiding danger, forcing himself to raise his voice, trying to maintain himself at any time. With shattered composure, "I'm sorry," he repeated a third time, "I lied to you."

He Lang's face was gloomy, and all the groundless guesses in his mind were confirmed at this moment.However, as if he didn't want to face it, he suppressed the anger in his heart, fixed his dark eyes on his face, and asked word by word: "What did you lie to me?"

"I lied to you that Wool Roll is a girl." Yang Juan's mind went blank, and he could only hear his own mouth opening and closing mechanically and repeatedly, spit out the words that had been typed many times, "I lied to you to date online with me, I used The voice changer lied to you and lied to you with photos and videos."

Seeing that the other party's complexion was getting worse and worse, and there was even obvious anger in his eyes, Yang Juan's lips trembled slightly, his face was no longer ashamed and flushed as before, but gradually turned white.

But he still resisted the anger of the other party and insisted on saying: "The earphones and skirt you bought, I will send them back to you in the afternoon. If the skirt can no longer be returned, I am willing to pay back all the money for the skirt, but it may take a little Time, because I don’t have that much money now. If you don’t mind the things you gave me in the game, I’m willing to convert them into RMB and return them to you. I’m really sorry, but I’m not—”

Before he could finish the rest of the sentence, his back was driven by an external force, and he hit the wall behind him heavily.The fabric of summer clothes is light and thin, and the walls are not flat and smooth. The back rubs against the rough wall through the clothes, and there is a clear pain immediately.

He Lang still pressed his hands on his shoulders and did not let go, pressing him against the wall so that he could not move, his pupils flickered with anger, he gritted his teeth and said, "Are you fucking kidding me?!"

Yang Juan came back to his senses in a daze, and whispered softly, "I didn't do it on purpose."

But He Lang didn't care if he did it on purpose or not, Yang Juan's behavior had already caused him deep harm.Until this time, Yang Juan still kept his eyes dodged, and never looked directly at him from the beginning to the end.

He Lang raised his hand to pinch his chin, and pressed the flesh on both sides of his chin slightly with the force of his fingertips. Yang Juan frowned in pain, but he never said a word, allowing him to play with it.

Seeing his appearance, the anger in He Lang's heart continued unabated. His eyes darkened like water and he tightened his fingertips, "Look at me, why don't you dare look at me? Since you have the guts to do such a thing Come on, why don't you have the guts to look at me?"

Yang Juan raised his eyes timidly, trying to suppress the panic in his eyes, and forced himself to look at He Lang's face.

He Lang's eyes were as dark as a dark sea, and he indifferently peeled off the paralyzed pain in his heart. Every word he uttered seemed to be scratched on Yang Juan's heart with a knife, "I want you to see Look at me and tell me yourself, who are you?"

Yang Juan's pupils shrank slightly.

He heard He Lang's rapid breathing on the verge of rage, and also saw the gloomy and coldness creeping up from the corners of He Lang's brows and eyes.The other party stood in front of him with his back to the sun, and the tall shadow cast enveloped him imperviously. The fear was like a wet and cold river in winter, swallowing his breath and senses with lightning speed.

The heart in his chest was pounding, at this moment, Yang Juan had no doubt that He Lang wanted to hit him.

But he couldn't escape.

It doesn't cost nothing to cheat people. He cheated He Lang, so he will get the punishment and consequences he deserves.In this matter, he is not a victim, he has no right to appeal or argue for himself, He Lang is the real victim.

Yang Juan's eyelashes trembled, and his voice fell low, but could still be heard clearly: "I am Wool Roll, I lied to you."

The black sea in He Lang's pupils gathered a storm, his face was tense and angry, his hands that were clenched into fists suddenly tightened, and there were faint veins protruding from the back of his hands.

In the next second, he stretched out his hand suddenly, pinched Yang Juan's collar tightly, and lifted him up and dragged him towards him.

Yang Juan's lips were tightly pursed, his face was slightly pale, and his eyes were lowered, waiting for the opponent's fist to hit his face.

In just a few seconds, his ears were filled with the sound of He Lang's angry breathing, his vision was dazzled by the sweat dripping from his forehead, he was dragged by the collar by He Lang with his senses blocked, and he tasted the unprecedented Life feels like years and the taste of being lost.

The expected fist didn't come down, and He Lang let go of him.

Yang Juan staggered and supported the wall to stand firm, and saw He Lang standing in the gap between the tree shadows, his chest heaving violently, as if he was forcibly enduring it.

He stood there dumbfounded and didn't move.

He Lang raised his eyes, "Get out," his voice was cold and hoarse, "Don't let me see you again."

The author says:

The heartbeat is real, but the deception of gender is currently unacceptable.