The protagonist of the white lotus is set to collapse

Those two girls didn't look like middle school students. They had flaxen curly hair permed, and their clothes looked bold and mature. When you got closer, you could find that they were all wearing light makeup.

They surrounded Shen Jialan from left to right, as if they couldn't see Shen Jialan's cold face.

"Just add a WeChat, it's nothing." A girl said.

"Yeah, it's just a WeChat." Another girl echoed, "We won't harass you, you can just lie down."

Surrounded in the middle, Shen Jialan was obviously very annoyed, his brows were furrowed, and his face was so dark that ink dripped out, but he ignored the two girls, but looked down at his phone, his long eyelashes couldn't cover his eyes restless mood.

The two girls chattered for a long time, but they still didn't wait for Shen Jialan's response. No matter how bold they were, at this moment, being watched by so many eyes around them, they felt their cheeks were burning hot, and they couldn't get off the stage.

In the end, one of the girls reached out and blocked Shen Jialan's phone screen.

Shen Jialan didn't expect the girl to do this at all. He stared at the girl's hand for a long time before raising his head to look at the girl expressionlessly.

The girl finally attracted Shen Jialan's attention, and a happy smile appeared on her delicately made-up face. She even forgot to remove her hand covering the phone screen, and just bent down like this, her snow-white neck could be clearly seen under the light.

"You are willing to see us." The girl's words were a little coquettish, "Can you send me a WeChat?"

Shen Jialan didn't speak, he kept looking up at the girl.

Looking at it from Zhuo Qian's point of view, it happened that Shen Jialan's tight mouth corners could be seen clearly, and it could be seen that Shen Jialan's patience was almost exhausted.

But the miraculous thing is that Shen Jialan actually held back and didn't get angry.

After a while, he said, "No."

As soon as the words came out, the girl's expression became uncontrollable, "...why?"

"No." Shen Jialan directly turned off the phone and took it away from the girl. He looked at the girl's surprised face with cold eyes, "I don't want to say the same thing a third time."

Although she had already guessed that she would be rejected, when she heard the other party say these words so mercilessly, the girl's heart was still occupied by a strong unwillingness. She was quiet for a while, and couldn't help but say: "Then you can tell me why ?"

Her friend also booed beside her, "There must be a reason."

Shen Jialan didn't speak again, but kept a cold face.

However, the two girls were persistent and kept asking Shen Jialan why they were rejected.

The movement here is getting louder and louder, almost everyone is looking this way, and a boy sitting close to him whistled, telling Shen Jialan not to hold it, anyway, adding a beauty's WeChat is not a disadvantage .

Hearing the booing from the people around her, the girl seemed to gain courage again. She took out her mobile phone, clicked on her WeChat business card, and handed it to Shen Jialan, "Otherwise, you can just scan me."

She had just finished speaking when she heard a snap.

She subconsciously dodged to the side, and turned her head to look, only to see a plate containing two servings of risotto suddenly landed on the table where she was going to put her mobile phone just now.

Standing at the other end of the table was a short but very fair little boy with jet-black hair hanging limply on his head. He looked very well-behaved, but his expression was not friendly, and he even looked at them with displeasure. .

The girl froze for a moment, she clearly felt that the little boy was coming towards her, if she hadn't dodged in time just now, the dinner plate might have fallen into her hand.

Before the girl could react, the little boy said lightly, "You guys are taking my place."

Only then did the girl realize that the little boy and the boy she wanted to chat with knew each other, and she immediately had the idea of ​​saving the country with curves. She smiled: "Sorry, I just want your friend's WeChat, but he..."

Zhuo Qian interrupted her, "But my friend has already rejected you."

The girl didn't know that Zhuo Qian's attitude was more cold and rigid than Shen Jialan's, and she didn't know what to say for a while.

Zhuo Qian was always rude to people he didn't like, even if the other party was a girl, he would not make concessions, and he brought Shen Jialan to this place, so he couldn't just watch Shen Jialan being "bullied" by two girls.

So he walked over and stood between Shen Jialan and the girl, "Is this how you make friends? Even if the other party doesn't want to, you have to brazenly pester the other party, and even force the other party to agree with the spectators."

Zhuo Qian articulated every sentence clearly, and the volume of his voice reached the ears of the onlookers.

Hearing this, the boy who was whistling and booing just now pursed his lips in embarrassment, and the friend sitting next to him bumped him lightly, and mouthed, "Let me mind your own business."

The boy scratched his head and simply concentrated on eating.

But the expressions of the two girls were not very good. They understood that the little boy in front of them deliberately wanted to embarrass them.

It is definitely impossible not to be angry, but in front of so many people, they are naturally not easy to get angry, so they can only grit their teeth and squeeze out a little smile. Reason for refusal."

Zhuo Qian quickly replied: "Because you are very noisy."

The two girls blushed instantly.

Zhuo Qian continued: "And there is no self-knowledge."

The faces of the two girls became more and more red.

Zhuo Qian went on to say: "And he doesn't know how to look at people's faces."

In the end, the eyes of the two girls were red, and they almost ran away with tears in their eyes.

The people around had seen enough excitement, turned back one after another, ate and chatted again, so they couldn't avoid talking about the two girls just now. People think that Zhuo Qian, as a boy, should show some affection to girls.

But as soon as that person finished speaking, he was slapped several times by his girlfriend, who stared at her eyes and said, "You're still showing mercy? You feel bad for her beautiful parents, right?"

The man howled again and again.

Zhuo Qian didn't care what strangers said about him, he took a seat opposite Shen Jialan, pushed a piece of risotto in front of Shen Jialan, and took apart a pair of disposable chopsticks for Shen Jialan.

Shen Jialan seemed to be still immersed in what happened just now, and took the chopsticks without interest.

Zhuo Qian glanced at Shen Jialan's cold face, remembered Shen Jialan's earth-shattering temper when he lost his temper with him, and also remembered Shen Jialan's patience with those two girls, and suddenly became angry.

"You were obviously very angry just now." Zhuo Qian lowered his head and broke the disposable chopsticks, as if talking to himself, "Why didn't you drive them away?"

Shen Jialan said irritably, "I can't drive you away."

"How can it be impossible to drive away?" Zhuo Qian poked the rice with disposable chopsticks, "The reason why they dare to be so presumptuous is because they are sure that you will not get angry, as long as you show it clearly, they will not pester you Don't let go."

Otherwise, he wouldn't have pissed them off with a few words.

But Shen Jialan didn't seem to understand the meaning of Zhuo Qian's words, he was still irritable: "Then what should I do? Tell them away like you did?"

"..." Zhuo Qian was silent for a moment, then suddenly raised his head to look at Shen Jialan, "What's wrong with me like that?"

Shen Jialan suddenly realized that he had said something wrong, he didn't want to continue this topic, but seeing Zhuo Qian staring at him, he thought for a few seconds, and said: "They are girls, I don't want to say harsh words."

Zhuo Qian couldn't believe his ears.

He never dreamed that one day he would hear such words from Shen Jialan's mouth. Although Shen Jialan's current personality is very broken, and it is thousands of miles away from the white lotus in his impression, he has always associated Shen Jialan with "stinky temper", "Smoothie" and other bad adjectives are hooked.

He thought that Shen Jialan would never think about others.

But soon, an uncontrollable sense of grievance surged over and overwhelmed him.

Shen Jialan didn't care about those two girls, but he often shook his face at him. He couldn't bear to drive those two girls away, just like a bystander watching him being a bad guy in front of everyone.

In the end, I also disliked his ugly words!

The more Zhuo Qian thought about it, the angrier he became, and the more he thought about it, the sadder he became. The point of his anger was not that he came to serve Shen Jialan as a gunman, nor was it that Shen Jialan was soft-hearted towards girls, but that Shen Jialan treated them differently.

Why are you only angry with yourself?

Obviously, I put up with Shen Jialan so much, not only took care of Shen Jialan for the whole night, but also rode so far by bicycle to buy him breakfast... although I didn't send out that breakfast.

He obviously did a lot of things that only friends would do, yet he had to face so many bad emotions from Shen Jialan.

He didn't ask Shen Jialan to wait at the barber shop before, but Shen Jialan stayed by himself, and ended up getting angry with him because he waited too long.

Zhuo Qian's mind wandered, and after thinking about all these things, he was extremely wronged, sour bubbles burst out in his heart, and he couldn't stop thinking about why, why should Shen Jialan indulge those two girls, but why should he treat the two girls? He was harsh in every possible way.

Once Zhuo Qian fell into a dead end, it was difficult to get out. He didn't want to talk to Shen Jialan anymore, so he buried his head and focused on eating the whole time.

Naturally he didn't notice, Shen Jialan frowned and managed to eat half of the risotto before putting down his chopsticks.

On the way back to school, the two barely communicated.

Zhuo Qian walked quickly in front, and Shen Jialan followed slowly, without even seeing that they were on the same road.

Zhuo Qian looked down at his feet, then walked faster and faster - he wanted to get rid of Shen Jialan.

However, when he walked downstairs to the dormitory, Shen Jialan suddenly quickened his pace, stepped forward and grabbed Zhuo Qian's arm.

Zhuo Qian was caught off guard, half of his body was dragged sideways, he quickly stood up straight, and subconsciously raised his hand to cover his eyes.

His blocking action still failed to escape Shen Jialan's gaze.

Shen Jialan grabbed his hand and froze in mid-air, his gaze was fixed on the back of his hand covering his eyes, his voice sounded very soft due to his confusion: "You...were crying?"

Like a light and fluttering feather, it brushed past Zhuo Qian's ear.

But with just such a sentence, the soreness in Zhuo Qian's heart, which was originally a small ball, magnified infinitely in an instant, filling his entire chest to the brim.

He was about to be soured to death!

This is the only feeling he has.