Sick Beauty Gives Up Struggle [Rebirth]

[Song Yuanyuan: Li Rong, why didn't you reply to my message? 】

[Song Yuanyuan: The weekend is my birthday party, you must come, I will wait for you. 】

[Song Yuanyuan: Do you remember watching the stars together at the Genting Cafe last year? 】

In Li Rong's mobile phone now, there are all the chat records between him and Song Yuanyuan.

The current Song Yuanyuan would not point to his nose and hysterically curse him to die.

They really broke their skins a year after graduating from college.

Song Yuanyuan went to Cen Wei's house to show her hospitality, brought homemade lychee mousse, knocked on the door for a long time and refused to open it, and when she was about to leave, she saw Li Rong who opened the door.

Li Rong was wearing a white lab coat that he would only change into in the laboratory. The loose and bulky sleeves were rolled up to the forearm, revealing a white and slender arm.

His hair was wet and stuck to his ears, his brows were furrowed impatiently, and there was a chill that was about to freeze in his eyes.

"I said you don't need to knock on the courier..."

The two looked at each other, speechless.

Song Yuanyuan's eyes were sharp, and he saw the fresh red tooth marks half hidden under the collar of the lab coat.

Li Rong has been soaking in the laboratory for a long time, often does not see the sun, his skin is fair, and the teeth marks are particularly prominent.

The familiar childhood sweetheart, with a beautiful and delicate body and face, and her collarbone bearing ambiguous traces left by others, appeared at the home of Cen Xiao, whom she was pursuing.

Song Yuanyuan is no longer an inexperienced little girl, just looking at Li Rong's appearance, she knew what happened inside just now.

Her face was pale, her lips trembled, and she suddenly shouted at the top of her lungs: "You don't even have clothes on inside!"

Li Rong: "..."

He wore it, although it was rare, but he thought Song Yuanyuan didn't need to know the answer.

Cen Xiao heard everything in the living room, but he just walked over nonchalantly, completely ignoring Song Yuanyuan, hugged Li Rong's waist from behind, put his palm on Li Rong's neck, and gently rubbed Li Rong's shoulder with his chin , while warning in a low voice: "Your pulse has become faster, it's better not because you still have feelings for her."

Li Rong was under the control of others, his muscles tensed, his cold eyes trembled violently, in front of Song Yuanyuan, he gritted his teeth and said ruthlessly: "If you leave marks on my body again, I will insert a scalpel into your heart."

Song Yuanyuan's expression was completely broken, Li Rong slammed the door, and slapped Cen Xiao hard on his Adam's apple.

For a week after that, the staff in Lanshu District [-] could only see Cen Xiao in a turtleneck sweater.

The past is really unbearable.

Li Rong took time out of one class, wrapped up his cotton-padded clothes tightly, and went shopping in the mall.

Leaning on the counter and resting his chin, he walked around the silver shop for a long time, pointing to the pair of star earrings.

"Is this selling well?"

The clerk put on a smiling face: "You really have a good eye. Our store sells this product very well. It can be seen that you have indeed done your homework."

Li Rong raised the corners of his lips and lazily shook his head: "No, I can only afford this."

The clerk smiled awkwardly and looked Li Rong up and down.

The clothes are quite expensive, but they don't look very old. I guess the pocket money at home is tightly controlled.

Her experienced recommendation: "You are going to give it to your girlfriend. The theme of this is love, and your girlfriend will definitely like it." She took out the earrings specially so that Li Rong could clearly see the word "love" engraved on the back of the star.

Li Rong frowned and thought for a moment, and couldn't help asking: "My girlfriend likes it, but what should I do if my boyfriend is angry?"

The clerk was dull: "What?"

Li Rong sighed softly, rubbed the center of his eyebrows sadly, and said disappointedly: "I still don't want it."

After Li Rong left, the clerk whispered to the colleagues around him: "Students these days are so crazy to play, they even have gender differences."

Colleague: "Good-looking, let's recruit."

Li Rong finally bought a wheat ear brooch without any symbol of love.

He didn't intend to really make the 17-year-old girl unable to step down. The Song family didn't need to humiliate him face to face, and he didn't need to spend his time trying to get revenge. Those scenes that broke the three views didn't have to happen, as long as they didn't have anything to do with each other in the future.

Song Yuanyuan is in Class [-], and Class [-] and the experimental class are separated by a courtyard, so they are far away from each other.

Li Rong climbed to the sixth floor, already tired and out of breath, he suppressed his cough, gently rubbed his neck with his warmed palms to relieve the pressure on his throat, and took out the jewelry box after his breathing became stable.

The jewelry box in the pocket of the cotton coat was already warmed by his body temperature, but now the wind in the corridor has passed, and it instantly becomes cold again.

Li Rong stood at the door and was about to call someone, but found that Song Yuanyuan was arguing with someone.

"Hey Song Yuanyuan, isn't your boyfriend Li Rong? What kind of news do you always send to Cen Wei?"

"Pfft... No way, Song Yuanyuan, you haven't broken up yet, don't you know the inside information? Hong Suo's parents have already defined his parents as tainted scholars."

"Your house is so close to Li's house, so it's not clean, isn't it said that snakes and rats have a nest?"

"Now when I think about you showing off your boyfriend back then, I just want to laugh... No, I sympathize with you!"

Those who ridiculed Song Yuanyuan were a few girls with a Hongsuo background in their families. They had long been displeased with Song Yuanyuan being chosen as a class flower and still dating Li Rong.

But feng shui takes turns, and it is not a good thing to get involved with the Li family now.

Song Yuanyuan's face turned red, extremely sensitive, and immediately retorted sharply: "Li Rong and I broke up a long time ago, stop talking nonsense!"

"Ah? Why haven't we heard about the breakup? Didn't you go to find someone a few days ago?"

Song Yuanyuan sneered, raised his neck high, and showed a contemptuous gesture: "I'm sorry I didn't inform you, you have time to gossip about others, why don't you look at the test results this time, the descendants of Professor Hong Suo failed the test Entering University A must be more embarrassing than having a relationship with the son of a tainted scholar."

"That's more embarrassing for you, anyway, my mother told me to stay away from Li Rong."

Song Yuanyuan's blood was boiling, his chest hurt from anger, and he still pretended to be superior: "I'm sorry, our family is rooted in Miaohong, and we have no business relationship with Li's family for a long time."

Song Yuanyuan flicked his ponytail, snorted coldly, and wanted to go to the hot water room to fetch water with his thermos in his arms.

Passing by the second row of seats, she took a deep breath, and suddenly raised her leg and kicked the chair of the girl next to her. The girl trembled in fright, and the tip of the pen drew ugly marks on the paper.

"Ji Xiaochuan! Can you stop eating sausage in the classroom, it stinks! I've never seen such a sloppy girl like you!"

The girl named Ji Xiaochuan raised her eyes and glanced at Song Yuanyuan, then silently buried her head between her arms, her fingers were tensely locked together, and her twisted bones creaked.

"I...I'm hungry, yesterday...yesterday..."

Song Yuanyuan didn't listen to her at all, and said loudly on purpose: "Smelly dumb, talking to you will really shorten your life."

Seeing Ji Xiaochuan's embarrassment, the girls in Hongsuo stopped holding Song Yuanyuan for trial, and started talking sarcasticly.

"God, the smell is coming over, it's all essence, my father won't let me eat that kind of garbage."

"Help, can you change your seat?"

"Hey, last time I saw Ji Xiaochuan strike up a conversation with Cui Mingyang from the experimental class, Cui Mingyang just ran away in fright, making me laugh to death."

Ji Xiaochuan was short of breath, her round eyes were covered by her uneven bangs, and there was a crescent-shaped bruise at the corner of her eyes.

The bruise made the originally lovely round eyes a little more embarrassed and cruel.

"I didn't...didn't make...a conversation."

Song Yuanyuan screamed: "Don't talk to me!"

Li Rong watched quietly at the door, and he thought of the occasional smell of grilled sausages in the corridor of Hongsuo's laboratory.

Ji Xiaochuan, an experimental genius whose eyes and hands are more poisonous than precision instruments, always gets full marks in practical experiments.

It's a pity that he is withdrawn and introverted, and has few friends. Most of the time he hides in the safe passage of the laboratory, reading books while eating sausages.

His impression of Ji Xiaochuan is limited to this, they are not in the same group, nor are they working on the same project, but every time Li Rong goes to the laboratory, Ji Xiaochuan is always working overtime.

However, some rumors spread. Some people said that because of her stammer, Ji Xiaochuan was often domestically abused when she was a child, and even her biological parents hated her.

Li Rong only felt that he had watched a moving and absurd farce.

Those girls in Hong Suo didn't really avoid the Li family. In fact, with their parents' status in Hong Suo, they might not even see Professor Li in person.

They just want to ridicule Song Yuanyuan.

Song Yuanyuan and Li Rong's dating relationship is the best tool for suppression, they can confidently accuse, ridicule, and curse.

So in order to divert this humiliation and anger, Song Yuanyuan aimed the accusation at Ji Xiaochuan who stuttered.

In the class, the lonely and physically handicapped person is the object of entertainment for the whole class. As long as they point the finger at this person with the same hatred, they can be skillfully drawn out from the center of the whirlpool.

The oppressed, in order to avoid accusations from the moral high ground and groundless verbal criticism, quickly turn into perpetrators in another violence.

No one wants to resist, obeying even the wrong rules is the commonality of all cowardly creatures.

Therefore, Li Qingli and Gu Nong also became victims of the storm of public opinion.

That day, Aunt Bib said that the student who received her gloves and hat must know that his parents are good people.

Li Rong just smiled, but did not break the beautiful vision of a middle-aged woman.

In fact, no, not in the next six years, never a student of his parents dared to say to others that they are good people.

Everything is as silent as the Dead Sea, and all sounds are buried by the past time.

Song Yuanyuan stepped past Ji Xiaochuan's desk, looked up, saw Li Rong standing leaning against the door, and froze immediately.

Li Rong was wearing a pure white cotton coat with a slightly open neckline, and his slender neck was slightly flushed.

Although he has a thin build, he looks very good-looking when he is leaning on him lazily. His soft, half-length hair hangs down to the earlobe, and his curly sideburns are a gentle light brown.

Li Rong looked at her, pursed his lips and smiled, her delicate face was reflected in his clear eyes.

Song Yuanyuan's throat was tight, and his hands were silently clutching the thermos, feeling a little numb in his mind.

She wasn't like this before.

In front of Li Rong, she is a gentle, playful, and considerate little girl. They used to go to the bookstore to buy books together, and when they met a desolate old man begging on the way, Li Rong would only say with a cold face that the other party cheated money, but she would give alms ten bucks.

Because she doesn't care whether she is cheated or not, she is softer than Li Rong.

She is not what she is now.

"Li Rong." Song Yuanyuan called out in a low voice.

The whole Class [-] was quiet, although they said they wanted to stay away from Li Rong, but when they really faced themselves, they were obviously restrained.

Good-looking and outstanding people will subconsciously make people feel awe.

Li Rong exerted a little strength on his shoulders, stood up straight against the door, walked in, skipped the stiff Song Yuanyuan, and came to Ji Xiaochuan.

He bent his eyes, and sighed helplessly: "I said, save yourself the time of feeling inferior now, and learn more college knowledge if you have the energy. In the future, they won't know how far they will be left behind by you."

Ji Xiaochuan opened his eyes wide and looked at Li Rong dully, as if he didn't understand what Li Rong was saying.

She has never talked to someone like Li Rong, even if they all say that Li Rong is down and out now, in Ji Xiaochuan's eyes, Li Rong is still very far away.

Ji Xiaochuan pursed his dry lips, his fingers unconsciously clasped his knees, and his nails turned white.

"I...you..."

"You will look better when you dress up in the future. Here, this brooch is very suitable for you. I will give it to you." Li Rong put the small box in his palm in front of Ji Xiaochuan. His fingers were slender and his nails were clean and round. Even a random gesture is elegant and coquettish, "When this group of people begs you to help them do experiments in the future, remember to hold grudges, I don't think bad guys very much."

He spoke with a smile in his eyes, as if he was half-truth and half-false, and when he moved his peach blossom eyes, his charm was infinite.

Ji Xiaochuan stared at him stiffly, not daring to say a word, that exquisite and beautiful little box was placed ten centimeters away from her.

How could he say it was suitable for her? She was obviously so mediocre, so sloppy, and so embarrassing.

Why does Li Rong say that she will get better?

Seeing Ji Xiaochuan's frightened look, Li Rong couldn't help thinking.

Will the future events he said startle the 17-year-old girl?

After all, Ji Xiaochuan's psychological defense is quite fragile.

So he had no choice but to add: "But you can help me do experiments in the future, I don't hate the taste of grilled sausages."

After all, Li Rong felt that he was already interesting enough.

He and Ji Xiaochuan didn't have much contact with each other, but they just sympathized with his parents' situation a little bit, and reluctantly stood up to help.

After saying these words, he wrinkled his nose, stuffed his cold fingers into the pocket of his cotton-padded jacket, and left class seven in a grand manner.

Ji Xiaochuan stared blankly at Li Rong's back, outside the huge glass window was the noon sun, the light was intense and warm, passing through the white clouds, the rustling autumn wind, the red leaves, and the dust everywhere.

It landed on Li Rong, so beautiful and sparkling, as if it could fill the cracks that had been broken for a long time.

The seventh class and the experimental class were door to door, and the news spread as fast as sound waves.

"Li Rong from the experimental class gave the stuttering girl from class seven a gift!"

These words spread through Li Rong's ears to the seventh class.

In order to go to the shopping mall, Li Rong walked several kilometers and consumed hundreds of calories. When he came back, he was listless.

Cen Xiao's concern only has four chilly words: "Attract bees and butterflies."

Li Rong propped his chin with one hand, tilted his head and looked at Cen Wei, his brows were furrowed, the tails of his eyes were slumped, with a vivid look of grievance: "I am so innocent."

Cen Xiao really liked to see him being wronged, but when he heard that he was giving gifts to other girls, he didn't bother to talk to him.

Of course he doesn't think that Li Rong likes anyone, for Li Rong, liking is a very trivial emotion.

Li Rong raised his eyebrows and looked at his expression, the smile on his lips was fleeting, and he explained slowly, his voice was as soft as red bean cake.

"I want to give my girlfriend a birthday present. Who knows that my girlfriend's family background is clean and upright, so I didn't give it away. Didn't she invite you too? Didn't you prepare a birthday present?"

After Li Rong finished speaking, he looked at Cen Wei intently. His eye sockets were rather deep, and his eyelids were raised vigorously, and two layers of creases could be squeezed out of the left eyelid. At first glance, it looked a bit tortured.

He was obviously the one talking about each other's girlfriends, yet he questioned others confidently.

Cen Ling had the urge to roughly rub the shallow creases away, it took him ten seconds to endure the urge, and said coldly: "No."

"Hmph." Li Rong didn't seem surprised by this answer, but he suddenly puffed up his stomach, showing a rather cute look, and asked full of anticipation, "Then November 17, will you prepare a gift? "