I rejected your confession, so you picked up my best friend and took her home?

The old man was so angry, but he was still very happy.

"No, buddy, are you okay? You're definitely going to fail if you confess like this. Are you sure you don't want to plan? First, improve your presence in her heart, then improve her favorability, and then confess your feelings."

Tong Yining was so surprised that she couldn't close her mouth. If you didn't know, you would think that the person in front of her was not the same age as her.

Don't you think before you speak? She's not familiar with you, so you confess your feelings directly when you meet her? Who would agree to it...

But Tong Yining's kind words of advice did not seem to be recognized by Liao Haomiao.

He shook his head and said:

"It's my business that I like her. If she doesn't like me, that's her business. She is not my choice after weighing the pros and cons, but my determination to do it even though I know it's impossible after my heart is pounding. Direct confession is my greatest sincerity."

After Liao Haomiao finished speaking, he resolutely turned around and left. From his back, you can see how determined he is. It seems that nothing can change his mind.

Tong Yining was completely dumbfounded and stood there, as if he had just heard some incredible remarks.

He even doubted whether he had a dream? Was all this fake?

"What a hell it is at this time of night..."

Tong Yining didn't care about this person. She thought he could be of some use, but he seemed to be just here to make fun of her.

By the time she went to school the next day, she had forgotten about it.

Zhou Heng came to school early and sat in his seat. Since he made up his mind to get into a good university, he only thought about studying.

As for the purpose, it must be for better fun. He thought it was reasonable to study for the sake of playing.

During the morning self-study, Zhou Heng was concentrating on his homework.

Tang Zhi asked from the side:

"What do you and Yin Mengran do when you go home at night? Is she the only one who teaches you?"

"Huh?"

Zhou Heng raised his head, looked at Tang Zhi in confusion, then nodded and said:

"Well, I occasionally exercise, about once every two or three days, and the rest of the time, I study almost all the time."

Zhou Heng remembered that they also studied until late at night last night. He felt that his tutoring speed was already very fast. If he were to take an exam right away, his ranking would definitely rise a lot.

After all, with Yin Mengran, who has such good grades, as a teacher, and she is also good at teaching, it is reasonable that his study will be twice as effective with half the effort.

"You are so boring. There is a beautiful girl living in your house. Are you really indifferent?"

Tang Zhi's words made Zhou Heng stop writing and look up in the direction of Yin Mengran.

He knew that Yin Mengran was really beautiful. The whole school didn't know it, but she was definitely the class flower. Especially her personality and temper were so good. Almost half of the boys in the class liked her, but they didn't dare to say it.

Because of Lu Yunshuo's existence before, he was the first to stand up and discouraged others. His advantage was that he helped Yin Mengran block many suitors.

Zhou Heng retracted his gaze, glanced at Tang Zhi, and said:

"What else do you want? Taking advantage of someone's misfortune? They are just staying here, and I don't want to go from doing good deeds to being a hooligan."

"How do you know she doesn't want to? Is it still a hooligan if both parties are willing?"

"..."

Zhou Heng frowned, slowly put down the pen in his hand, and looked at Tang Zhi deeply,

"What do you mean? Are you going to ask me if I like Yin Mengran next?"

"Look, aren't you very smart?"

"Because you two seemed to talk a lot about love yesterday, and I wondered at the time, why would you two be interested in such a topic? It turns out you are setting a trap for me."

Tang Zhi shrugged, with a sly smile on her lips, Continue to ask: "So, what's your answer?"

This sentence seemed to freeze Zhou Heng.

He fell into complete silence, saying nothing, his pupils trembling from time to time, as if he was thinking seriously.

Tang Zhi did not urge him, but quietly waited for his answer.

After a long time, Zhou Heng took a deep breath and said:

"I feel more sympathy for her... I feel sympathy for her. Her experience and her situation make me sympathize. If I can do more for her, that would be the best."

Zhou Heng looked at Yin Mengran's back. In his mind, the scene of the day he took Yin Mengran home emerged, and every day after that, every thing that happened, he remembered clearly,

The clearest thing should be a few days ago

On the night of the 18th, when his mother adopted Yin Mengran as her goddaughter,

he saw how insecure Yin Mengran was and how much she longed to feel the warmth of her family again.

He made a bold decision. He pretended to sleep at night, then turned around and hugged her gently.

He felt that Yin Mengran needed this, at least it would make her feel that someone was with her and she didn't need to worry about being alone again.

Tang Zhi tilted her head and looked at Zhou Heng with some surprise in her eyes.

"Like or dislike, can't you choose one?"

She didn't understand what Zhou Heng said. What did it have to do with what she asked. She asked him if he liked Yin Mengran, and he told her that it was out of sympathy?

Zhou Heng suddenly looked at Tang Zhi, frowning, his eyes were deep and hot,

"Do you know why I pursued Tong Yining for two years?"

"Ah... why?"

"It's because I don't know what love is, what it feels like to like someone, I can't get in touch with that aspect, that's my blind spot, which limits my imagination. I can't imagine what will happen if I really catch up with her. It's like the emperor imagined by the poor, who is nothing more than hoeing the land with a golden hoe, and I, I might just want to be with Tong Yining and play games with her."

"Play games?"

Tang Zhi blinked, looking confused,

Don't the lovers she imagined have a lot of things to do together? Every day, they are close and intimate,

But in Zhou Heng's mind, how could he play games with the other party? Apart from this, is there no other idea?

"Then... you still don't understand now?"

Zhou Heng shook his head and responded:

"I don't understand. If I say that I want to play games with Yin Mengran, does that mean I like her? What kind of mood can prove that I like her? I don't know this, so how can I tell you whether I like Yin Mengran or not?"

"Well..."

Tang Zhi leaned back in the chair, crossed her legs, covered her mouth with her hands, frowned, and seemed to be thinking about a complicated problem.

After a while, she looked at Zhou Heng, took a breath, and said:

"That... if you say so... then you actually... never liked Tong Yining from the beginning to the end!"