The seven years between me and Zha Gong

Chen Ningshuang looked at Lan Weiyu suspiciously, and said with a sweet smile, "Qi Yan, didn't you agree last week that you would come to my house to play after school today? I'll play the piano for you."

Ah... the piano, Fang Qiyan remembered. A few weeks ago, this so-called school belle asked him out with various excuses. Fang Qiyan was already boring, plus she was the dream girl of all the boys in the school. So I went out to play with her a few times, but I didn't expect that dating this girl was so boring. She kept chattering, pretending to be lively and sweet, and even pestered Fang Qiyan to buy her this and that. Fang Qiyan and her dated I was absent-minded at the time, and I didn't remember what I promised her.

"I'm sorry, I have to do homework with the teacher." Fang Qiyan said.

"Teacher?" Chen Ningshuang became even more confused, Fang Qiyan put his arms around Lan Weiyu and said, "Lan Weiyu, my mutual help teacher this semester."

"Oh... you mean the mutual aid study project." Chen Ningshuang brushed her hair, softly and sweetly: "I can also help you with tutoring, my grades are not worse than Lan Weiyu, why don't we go to my house..."

"No, I don't want you, I want him." Fang Qiyan said coldly. 1

The atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward. Looking at Fang Qiyan, Lan Weiyu felt that what he said just now was a bit ambiguous, and then looked at Chen Ningshuang's small face turning green and turning white. Lan Weiyu felt like a third party intervening in other people's feelings ...

"Qi Yan..." Chen Ningshuang still wanted to say something, but Fang Qiyan left with Lan Weiyu in his arms.

Chen Ningshuang stood where she was, looking at Lan Weiyu's thin back, her face was full of humiliation and anger.

Riding Fang Qiyan's car to the villa in the suburbs, Fang Qiyan and Lan Weiyu were giving a lecture in the living room, the gentle mother Li brought milk tea and biscuits, Fang Qiyan picked up a biscuit, took a bite, bowed his head and flipped through the book, Lan Weiyu pondered After a while, he said, "Fang Qiyan, don't you...don't like Chen Ningshuang?"

Fang Qiyan frowned, feeling disgusted in his heart: "Why do you ask that?"

"I mean..." Lan Weiyu rubbed the pages of the book with her fingers, and said, "Chen Ningshuang is so beautiful, she is also a school beauty, and her family background is not bad, so she is a good match for you." For some reason, when Lan Weiyu said this, It was a little uncomfortable.

He thought of Fang Qiyan giving him a coat, of Fang Qiyan's promise that he would come to school, of Fang Qiyan bringing him meals.

I remembered Fang Qiyan kissing him in the classroom.

Although he still doesn't understand what that kiss means, Lan Weiyu feels sore when he thinks that Fang Qiyan and Chen Ningshuang are so perfect together. 2

He didn't know what was wrong with him either.

Fang Qiyan put down his pen and looked at Lan Weiyu a little irritatedly: "Why, do you think she is so nice? Do you like her?"

Lan Weiyu froze for a moment, then said: "No, you misunderstood."

Fang Qiyan became even more irritable. He rubbed his hair and said, "What right do you have to like her? You don't look good and you wear dirty clothes. You want to be on campus?" Every word he said was like a knife piercing her. Lan Weiyu felt in her heart. 4

It's not that Lan Weiyu doesn't know about this, she doesn't look good, and compared to Fang Qiyan, she is even more heavenly and earthly, her family is poor, and she has a seriously ill brother, no matter how you look at it, she is very contemptible.

Lan Weiyu was used to it, and thought that she wouldn't care, but from Fang Qiyan's mouth, feeling his deep disgust, Lan Weiyu was so sad that she couldn't breathe.

Seeing Lan Weiyu's sad expression, Fang Qiyan felt a little guilty, but he didn't regret that he said such hurtful words. He hoped that Lan Weiyu would give up. He didn't feel anything about Chen Ningshuang, but for some reason, he just didn't want Lan Weiyu to give up. Yu likes Chen Ningshuang.

Not only do I not want to, I just hate it! !

"Don't worry about my business in the future." Fang Qiyan said coldly.

Lan Weiyu was silent for a while, then said: "I see." Then he continued to tutor Fang Qiyan.