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Jing Tian fled in despair.

Before leaving, he hemmed and hawed a few words to justify, what he said specifically, his memory was already blurred when he ran down the stairs.

He guessed that the other two people at the scene probably couldn't hear clearly, because he spoke too softly and too vaguely.

After running out of the cafeteria, a gust of cold wind was blowing on his face, and he finally became a little sober.

Just now he seems to have said "just ask", "it's nothing important", and "see you later".

As he rushed forward, he subconsciously raised his hand and squeezed his earlobe.

The soft touch came from his fingertips, but he felt a little awkward.

After walking a few steps forward, he suddenly came back to his senses, probably because the touch was different from what he had defaulted in his heart.

His subconscious mind still thought that he should touch something hard and metallic.

It's as if he lifts his hands up to push glasses that are no longer there now and then these days.

His violently concussed brain was too confused to understand the situation.

He walked silently with his head down for less than half a minute, when Chu Chentao's voice came calling him from behind.

Chu Chentao's voice was a little panting, and he quickly moved from far to near. Although Jing Tian resisted in his heart, he stopped obediently.

When he turned around, Chu Chentao had already run behind him.

"I'll take you back," Chu Chentao smiled at him while speaking, "Talk for a while by the way."

Jing Tian thought, I am afraid that the so-called convenience is the main purpose.

Chu Chentao was obviously in a bad mood, while pulling the corners of his mouth, there was no smile in his eyes at all, and there were obvious wrinkles between his brows.

Jing Tian also smiled at him, then quickly lowered his head and walked forward in silence.

The two walked quietly side by side for half a minute, and Chu Chentao finally said, "...I know you have forgotten, and you can't remember what happened at the moment, what is going on."

Jing Tian pursed his lips and whispered, "I'm sorry."

"Why do you apologize?" Chu Chentao asked, "Because I don't remember, or because... because of Zheng Xunqian?"

Jing Tian couldn't say, maybe both.

While the former wasn't his fault, he didn't remember the latter at all.

He didn't reply, Chu Chentao quickly sighed again.

"I tried very hard to understand you," Chu Chentao shook his head slowly while speaking, "You are not used to our relationship, I can give you time to take it easy.

You want to focus on studying, I try not to bother.

What you might have done back then...Since I don't remember, then I..."

He didn't finish his sentence.

Perhaps his reason did not allow him to accept such a betrayal easily.

Infected by his emotions, Jing Tian became sad and repeated again: "...I'm sorry."

"Why were you with him just now?" Chu Chentao asked.

"He helped me a lot with my studies, so I wanted to treat him to a meal as a thank you."

Jing Tian answered honestly.

"...You clearly said last time that he is not the one who is in charge of teaching you."

Jing Tian didn't know how to explain it for a while, he spoke in a mess and stammered: "No, it's two different things, there is someone else, but, but that person... Zheng Xunqian took the initiative to help me, so... that... I don't care. Sorry..."

Chu Chentao frowned and listened quietly, without opening his mouth.

Jing Tian pursed his lips, walked a few steps with his head down, and summoned up his courage to ask, "Senior, are we really...really together, are we in a relationship?"

Chu Chentao was very helpless: "How can this kind of thing be a joke."

What Jing Tian really wants to ask is, according to what Chu Chentao said last time, it has been two and a half years since he confessed his love immediately after graduating from high school.

If he becomes casual and frivolous, and will cheat on his lover and have sex with other men, then he should have had intimate contact with Chu Chentao.

Why didn't Chu Chentao know that he had tattoos?

...Couldn't it be that Chu Chentao has a problem with this? !

A plausible explanation suddenly appeared for the muddled account of the past.

Could it be that Chu Chentao had a cold personality, and after two years of dating, his personality has become extremely unrestrained, and he couldn't bear to continue to be a widow, hungry and thirsty, so he did something wrong.

Such a thought was too impolite, Jing Tian raised his hand and scratched his cheek in order to hide his expression.

He also thought to himself, it seems that there are really more active things in his brain, and in the past, he certainly wouldn't immediately come up with such absurd ideas.

Chu Chentao keenly noticed something was wrong: "What's wrong?"

"No, no!" Jing Tian felt guilty, waved his hands vigorously, cleared his throat again, and asked, "...Then, have we been together for a long time?"

Chu Chentao was silent for a few seconds, then replied, "It's not that long."

"Didn't I confess my love to you after I was admitted to University A?" Jing Tian asked.

Chu Chentao opened his mouth, but didn't make a sound, and the pace under his feet slowed down unconsciously, as if there was something unspeakable.

Jing Tian blinked, tentatively guessing: "We were not together at that time?"

"Something happened," Chu Chentao turned his head to look at the other side as if trying to avoid his gaze, "At first, I only treated you very...very ordinary, caring for younger generations. I never thought about it before.”

Jing Tian tilted his head and pondered for a while, and was about to ask another question when Chu Chentao looked at him again.

"These are not important anymore," he stopped and took Jing Tian's hand, "I'm serious about you now."

Jing Tian was startled, opened his eyes round, and dared not move.

"These things ... I don't want to blame you, I know you're innocent right now," he continued, "but I did get hit."

"I am very depressed."

He said to Jing Tian.

Jing Tian swallowed, and repeated for the third time: "...I'm sorry."

While speaking, he withdrew his hand and put it behind him, stirring his hands together vigorously.

"Stop apologizing," Chu Chentao said, "Just remember."

Jing Tian lowered his eyes and nodded slightly.

"I'm waiting for you."

Chu Chentao said.

Jing Tian still nodded.

Just when he was blaming himself and feeling extremely complicated, Chu Chentao said again: "You will ask me about my birthday, so you must still care about me, right?"

Jing Tian didn't look up, but blinked his eyes quickly a few times.

He was even more guilty.

Back in the dormitory, Jing Tian felt physically and mentally exhausted.

University A is good for everything, but the design of the upper and lower floors of the dormitory is not very scientific.

When people are extremely tired and want to lie down immediately, they have to climb the stairs, which is very torturous.

Jing Tian was too lazy to crawl, so he just lay down on the desk.

After taking a long breath of relief, he opened his eyes again, and what he saw was the tablet that Zheng Xunqian had lent him.

Jing Tian sat up immediately.

Fatigue did not affect his curiosity.

He woke up the machine at the speed of light and activated the browser.

After re-logging into the mailbox and entering the inbox, soon, the entire row of emails appeared on the screen.

Jing Tian clicked on the top one, and the screen jumped again.

The first sentence that appears in the main text is: Hahahahaha, don’t explain, you just stay with this person in three sentences.

Jing Tian was stunned for a moment before continuing to look down.

The following content has nothing to do with Zheng Xunqian, it is an appointment with him to meet for dinner after a while.

The window slides down, and you can see the historical communication records between the two.

Jing Tian read it backwards, but he didn't know much about it.

He did scold Zheng Xunqian, it wasn't too harsh, but it also involved personal attacks.

He said, this idiot is really shameless, he thinks he is something, and he is so narcissistic that he has no one in his eyes. I really doubt what he grew up on. It is a miracle that he has not been beaten to death. The head was knocked off.

In the process of the other party's constant comfort, he also cited a few examples.

One of them made Jing Tian realize now.

"Can you believe it? We were classmates for a year and a half at that time. I took the initiative to talk to him and he actually asked me 'Who are you'? Does he have a face recognition disorder? Can't recognize my face at least my hair color It’s the only one in the class! Colorblind!”

In addition, he complained about Zheng Xunqian's airiness, intentionally letting him go, ignoring him, but failing to do what he promised.

In the beginning, he sent the email with such a title because he threw a small note to Zheng Xunqian in class, Zheng Xunqian didn't even open it, picked it up and threw it directly into the trash can, which made him faint.

People who emailed him asked him if he was pestering people all day, and he refused to admit it.

"I just don't want to admit defeat easily."

He said.

Jing Tian frowned and hugged his chest, and carefully tasted the whole conversation several times, trying to analyze it.

From what I said at the beginning, I really can't see any ambiguous relationship with Zheng Xunqian.

As for his criticisms and insults, it is also difficult to match up with Zheng Xunqian.

At first in the cafeteria, it was reasonable for Zheng Xunqian to ask "Who are you" after hearing his unreasonable demands, but what happened afterwards was really strange.

Zheng Xunqian was not enthusiastic towards him, but he was definitely not indifferent, let alone put on airs.

He doesn't seem to like to talk to people, but he is obviously very enthusiastic in his bones. He will take the initiative to accompany him to do experiments and organize review materials for him, which will take a lot of time and energy.

... He still smiled at him, so gentle and beautiful.

really weird.

Just as he was thinking, the phone in his pocket vibrated.

Zheng Xunqian sent him a message.

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