Did Not Say Anything About My Feelings

Fan Xinhai was already very anxious, he didn't know where Ling Pan was, and he couldn't get through to her on the phone, so going to Wang Jiulong's apartment at this time was tantamount to courting death.

So he had to beg John.

John watched him pacing in front of his eyes, held his forehead dizzily, and said, "I said, young master, can you stop turning?"

Fan Xinhai's blond hair was messed up by him, and he looked at her sadly: "It's over, it's over, Xiao Panpan must think I'm a bad man, it's over!"

John rolled his eyes: "Oh, why don't we explain to her when we see her?"

"Explain that this thing needs to be served while it's hot, okay?!"

John had no choice but to call Ling Pan again, but he still didn't get through.

She spread her hands and shrugged at Fan Xinhai who looked expectant.

Fan Xinhai continues to collapse...

John has already contacted the PR, and the current plan is to quickly lower the popularity of the hot search, and there is no longer any delay.

The company has also done crisis public relations, Ling Yun has already issued a message, and if this news is still on the hot search within a day, it will immediately withdraw its capital.

But things are not that easy. Not only Ling Pan and Fan Xinhai, Wang Jiulong, Deyun Society, and even Keysir and Ling Yun are also in the topic of the current hot search, pulling out a lot of things that are not.

How can those competitors who are staring at Keysir let go of this public relations battle?

But the matter has come to this point, we can only try to reduce the heat as much as possible.

Wang Jiulong called Ling Pan several times, but no one answered. In desperation, he went directly to Qin Xiaoxian.

Qin Xiaoxian was a little surprised when he saw him, blinked and said, "What do you need from me?"

"Bai Youyou's phone number."

Wang Jiulong didn't beat around the bush, and directly explained his intentions.

Qin Xiaoxian coughed: "What...what?"

"Don't pretend, there is something urgent, hurry up."

Qin Xiaoxian saw his gloomy face.

Forget it, I can't beat him...

He had no choice but to give him the number, and Wang Jiulong said again: "Forget it, give me your mobile phone."

"Hey, don't go too far!" Qin Xiaoxian pointed at him, protecting the phone in his arms.

Wang Jiulong stared at him expressionlessly: "Old Qin, what I'm doing now is very important."

Seeing that he was not joking, Qin Xiaoxian had no choice but to give him the phone.

Wang Jiulong used his mobile phone to dial Bai Youyou's number. After the phone rang a few times, the connection was made there.

"Hey?"

"Is Ling Pan by your side?"

Bai Youyou heard the deep voice, and immediately recognized that it was not Qin Xiaoxian's voice, she said cautiously: "Wang Jiulong?"

"Is Ling Pan by your side?"

Bai Youyou glanced at Ling Pan who had been lying motionless on the bed all morning, hesitated for a moment, got up and walked to the balcony.

"She's at school, in my dorm."

Wang Jiulong said, "I'll go right away."

Before Bai Youyou could stop him, he hung up the phone first.

Bai Youyou stared at the phone and murmured, "This is the girls' dormitory..."

Wang Jiulong was driving the car, stepping on the accelerator involuntarily to accelerate.

When he saw the comments on the Internet, everyone scolded everyone, and the biggest victim was Ling Pan.

Those unsightly words pierced into his heart like a needle.Even he felt angry when he saw it, so what about that little girl?

Not long after, Bai Youyou saw Wang Jiulong downstairs in the dormitory.

Wang Jiulong was wearing black short sleeves and black sweatpants, with a deadpan expression and a tight jaw.It can be seen that he is not in a good mood.

After getting out of the car, Wang Jiulong took off his sunglasses and said to Bai Youyou, "Where is she?"

"upstairs."

"take me."

With that said, he walked in.

As soon as he arrived at the door, the dormitory aunt stopped him: "Hey! Register for male family members!"

Although most of the students hadn't come yet, he knew that it was really inconvenient for men to go in, so he patiently bent down on the table to register.

After finishing writing, Bai Youyou took him upstairs.

Bai You went in first, and then called Ling Pan in a low voice: "Ling Pan, Ling Pan?"

At this time, Wang Jiulong walked in.

When the roommates saw that it was Wang Jiulong, they gasped and looked at him in astonishment.

"It's Wang Jiulong!"

"It's really him!"

Wang Jiulong walked directly to Ling Pan who was lying on the bed, and sat on the edge of the bed looking at her.

Bai Youyou yelled again: "Ling Pan, who do you see coming?"

Ling Pan turned his back to them and did not respond.

Wang Jiulong shook her lightly: "Pan'er, I'm here."

Only then did Ling Pan sit up slowly, rubbed his eyes, and said lazily, "I fell asleep."

Bai Youyou heaved a sigh of relief, winked at the others, and then said to Ling Pan, "We're going out to buy food first, you guys talk slowly."

Then he dragged all the roommates away without any explanation.

Ling Pan looked at Wang Jiulong, stretched out his hand to pinch his chin, and said softly, "You're here."

Wang Jiulong nodded: "Well, how are you? Are you feeling unwell?"

Ling Pan shook his head and smiled: "No."

Seeing that there was no trace of sadness on her face, Wang Jiulong just sighed softly: "That's good, let's go, I will take you home."

Ling Pan didn't move, just looked at him quietly like this, very calm.

Wang Jiulong straightened the broken hair on her forehead and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I'd like to see you."

Wang Jiulong got up and put the thin coat on her body.

"Go back and look again, it's not good to live in other people's dormitories."

"Wang Jiulong."

"Ok?"

"let's break up."

Wang Jiulong stopped packing his things, turned to look at her, and then chuckled lightly: "Pan'er, stop joking."

Ling Pan sat on the bed and looked up at him: "I'm serious, let's break up. This time, it's serious."

Wang Jiulong still maintained that posture, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, and his eyes gradually became colder.

"Ling Pan, did I tell you not to break up easily?"

His voice was also very cold, so cold... Ling Pan thought it wasn't his voice.

Ling Pan raised his head, rubbed his nose, and said calmly: "I'm tired, I don't want to like you anymore. I'm with you, I'm not happy, I don't like you anymore, I really don't like you anymore, I don't like it anymore..."

Wang Jiulong straightened up, put his hands in his pockets, and clenched into fists.He asked, "Don't you like it?"

Ling Pan blinked Danfeng's eyes and nodded: "En."

"Because of what?"

"Because I'm tired, because I don't like you anymore."

Wang Jiulong pulled the corners of his mouth in a self-deprecating manner, and shook his head: "Heh..."

Ling Pan quickly wiped his face, then continued to look at him calmly.

Wang Jiulong took a deep breath and looked down at her, his eyes no longer had the tenderness just now.

His face was gloomy, and the originally warm air around him was instantly cold.

"Ling Pan, the relationship between us is over if you just say you don't like it? When the news on the Internet came out, I believed you without hesitation. When the news came out, I was worried that you would not be able to bear it. Now you say you Don't like it anymore, do you want to end it?"

He leaned close to her, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Playing with me?"

Ling Pan was nose-to-nose with him, her nose was full of his smell, she tightened her hands under the quilt, and said calmly: "I can't help you if you think so."

The atmosphere was so oppressive that the air seemed to freeze.

After being silent for a long time, he suddenly got up, turned his back to her, and said in a cold voice: "Ling Pan, remember what you said today, if one day you want to come back, it will not be so easy."

Looking at his leaving back, Ling Pan let out a breath, raised his head, and wanted to hold back the tears, but the tears accumulated too much and slid down the corners of his eyes.

She covered her heart and lay on the bed breathing heavily.

Heart hurts.

She wiped her tears as she wept, but she couldn't finish wiping them off. There were crystal tears on the back of her hands.

She wanted to cry, but she couldn't, because her heart hurt so much that it was hard to cry.

It turns out that breaking up is so hard...

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The car was driving crazily on the road, and the accelerator was pressed to the bottom.

Wang Jiulong didn't know how many red lights he ran through, his eyes flashed with unstoppable anger, his fair face was already flushed at this moment, and the veins on his temples were bulging.

His heart was throbbing, like a landmine that exploded when Yishun pulled the fuse, ruthlessly bombing his whole body.

Holding the steering wheel tightly with both hands, fingers turned white, staring straight ahead.

tired?Don't like it?

There was a "bang" sound.

His big hand slammed on the steering wheel...

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Ling Pan didn't know why she came to the gallery. She was in a mess recently, and she always liked to drive around aimlessly in the street.

She drove to the gallery today, and the car stopped at the door. Ling Pan got out of the car and stared at the building without moving for a long time.

At this moment, the door opened.

The man inside was stunned when he saw her, and Ling Pan looked at him calmly.

After a long time, Song Guowen raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and his tone became clearer: "You are here."

Ling Pan didn't answer, and walked directly past him into the gallery.

Song Guowen followed her silently.

Ling Pan stood still in the middle.

"I really don't know who I should go to."

With her back to Song Guowen, she couldn't see her expression clearly, but she could hear the bitterness in her tone.

Song Guowen frowned slightly, and asked caringly, "Did you quarrel with Da Nan?"

Ling Pan didn't answer, but turned around and looked at him: "Have you ever missed Liuxiang?"

Song Guowen didn't know how to answer for a moment. After a long time, he sighed and said: "I miss the father and daughter in Liuxiang back then. Although life was tight, they were sincerely happy. But... I broke this Your happiness has caused you to suffer so much pain alone. Panpan, Dad has never truly apologized to you...I'm sorry."

Ling Pan's nose was sore, her heart was sore, and her tears burst out like a bank. She finally couldn't help but hugged her father, and the years of resentment disappeared in an instant.

She buried herself in her father's arms and wept bitterly, calling "Dad" over and over again.

Ling Pan hid in his father's arms and cried like a child.

"I made him angry! I made him angry! He's not my Brother Da Nan anymore!"

Song Guowen frowned and asked, "What's wrong? Ah?"

"I broke up with him! I broke up with him! I said I didn't like him anymore! He left! We broke up..."

Song Guowen comforted him distressedly: "It's okay...it's okay..."

"I don't have Big Nan anymore!"

Song Guowen pulled her out of his arms, wiped her tears and snot, and said softly: "It's okay, don't cry, this is something you should experience in your life, it's okay..."