Intercepting the Boyfriend When he Was Young

Song Zhe was beaten with red eyes, struggling to get up, Shen Suihe Xiajuan pulled Song Zhe hard, Xia Chiu looked at Song Zhe struggling, straightened up and calmed down a lot.

The powerlessness struck instantly, she didn't even know what she was doing.

She looked at Song Zhe quietly, stood up next to Jiang Huai'an, and looked at the people on both sides: "Don't make trouble, what's the matter, can't you just say it clearly?"

"Am I making trouble?!"

Song Zhe looked at Jiang Huai'an and said angrily: "She beat me! She beat me!"

"You don't do anything bad for yourself, what did she beat you to do?" Jiang Huai'an immediately asked, and Song Zhe was almost choked to death by a sentence.

"Jiang Huai An, can you be a little principled?"

Jiang Huai An ignored Song Zhe, looked at Xia Chiu, and said gently: "Xia Chiu?"

Xia Chiu Chiu didn't speak, she raised her eyes and glanced at Jiang Huai'an, then turned and walked out.

Jiang Huai'an followed Xia Chiu's and said nothing.

The two walked quietly, Xia Chiu-chuo finally stopped and turned to look at him: "What are you doing with me?"

"You promised to accompany me for dinner today." Jiang Huaian put his hands in his trouser pockets, smiled and said, "I haven't eaten yet."

"I don't want to eat with you." Xia Chiu said hoarsely: "I don't want to care about you."

Jiang Huai'an didn't speak, but just smiled, looking at Xia Chiu, there was no complaint or dissatisfaction in his eyes.

The sky is already dark, the lights are beginning to come, people around, the young man has a peculiar calmness in the noisy crowd, people will stare at him at a glance.

That was a temperament that the Jianghuai An absolutely couldn't have a year ago. He is close to the future Jianghuai An, as if anytime, anywhere, he might become what Xia Chiu-Chiu remembers.

Xia Chiu-chuo stared at the man, feeling aggrieved overwhelmingly.

But she gritted her teeth and said nothing. Jiang Huai'an noticed her resistance, and her voice became more gentle: "What's the matter?"

"I hate you," she repeated like a hedgehog with all the prickles upright: "I hate you!"

Not only hate him, but also hate himself.

If she was more careful, if she didn’t talk nonsense, if she did what she said, she said don’t tell others, even if the other person is Jianghuai’an and she doesn’t say it, then Gu Lan will not be forced to give up on herself. .

The sweep of their dust is Gu Lan's thunderous Wanjun.

As a friend of Gu Lan, she knew how difficult Gu Lan's life was, but she still failed to take good care of, care, and accompany her. That was her dereliction of duty.

Seeing Xia Chiu Chiu's barbed appearance, Jiang Huai'an was a little surprised. He frowned, "What the **** happened?"

Xia Chiu Chiu was silent for a while, and finally told Jiang Huai An briefly about what had happened during the day. Jiang Huai An frowned and listened, and slowly understood the reason for Xia Chiu's failure.

He pressed his lips tightly and waited for Xia Chiu to finish talking. After a long time, he finally said, "I never thought it would be like this."

For him and Song Zhe, this was nothing more than a simple report to the parents, and it was nothing more than being scolded.

Song Zhe felt that such scolding was only a lesson, and Jianghuai An would take it more seriously because he had experienced entanglements and misunderstandings. But no one could think that things would develop into a situation where Gu Lan's mother was forced to die.

However, Jiang Huai An still told the truth: "I'm sorry about this, but I think Gu Lan is too vulnerable in this matter."

Xia Chuo was stunned.

She never thought that after listening to everything, Jiang Huai'an would still be able to say such things.

She repeated incredulously: "Vulnerable?"

"Tweet," Jianghuai said flatly: "Everyone's life is very difficult, but each has its own difficulties. If it is a dream, you should not give up lightly. What you give up is your own."

"She has no insurmountable difficulties. Her mother does not let her paint, she can paint secretly. She promised her mother, but she can break the contract, as long as she wants, no one can stop her from painting."

"It's not her mother who broke her down, but herself." Jiang Huaian's expression was completely clear: "Song Zhe did file a lawsuit, but the situation is not irreversible. As long as Gu Lan doesn't give up, no one can make her give up. ."

Xia Chiu Chiu didn't say a word. She looked at the calm and calm person and said inconceivably: "Jiang Huai'an, then do you remember when you gave up on yourself?"

Jiang Huai An was taken aback for a moment, and Xia Chiu chuckled: "Everyone can say that a great truth is, but a person is a person. You can't raise her too high or think too well. You are just a mother who leaves and has a stepmother, but your father doesn't. Understand you and give up on yourself for so many years. What qualifications do you have to say that others are fragile and not doing well?"

Jiang Huai'an's expression became cold when he heard this.

Xia Chiu-chuu looked at him with a stern expression and opened his eyebrows, and said sternly: "What's more, it is you and Song Zhe that made her life difficult. Those of you who are the initiators, are you qualified to judge other people's lives so high? What's the difference between you doing this and slapped someone and they cried, but instead accused the other person of not being strong enough to cry?"

Jiang Huai'an didn't speak, and there were many emotions in his expression.

"I don't like you to take my family affairs with you when you are arguing," he seems to be restraining himself and strayed away: "especially for others."

Xia Chiu Chiu realized her gaffe, and she simply fell silent.

She was afraid that she would say something hurtful again.

She has so much to say.

For example, you are also sensitive. Why do you say that others are vulnerable?

For example, it is easier to comment on others than to do it yourself.

But she knew that these were hurtful words, and she felt that she was like a fighter holding a spear at this moment, and she wanted to poke whenever she came.

She took a deep breath, said nothing, turned and left.

Jiang Huai'an did not chase this time. He quietly watched Xia Chiu walk through the crowd. After she disappeared completely, he finally couldn't help but kicked on the wall and vented: "Fuck!"

Xia Chiu-chuo returned home and took a shower. After lying on the bed, she felt very tired and fell asleep slowly.

Before going to bed, she held the phone and sent a message to Gu Lan.

"I am sorry."

Gu Lan did not reply to her.

She slept until midnight and received a message from Jianghuai An, good night.

As usual, as if nothing happened.

The young man now has enough control. Even after a dispute and upset, he can still restrain himself, open up the exercises, and make the papers full as usual, and habitually send such a good night. .

Even if there was no response, Jianghuai An felt at ease.

The next morning, Xia Chiu looked at the phrase "good night" and couldn't tell the complexity.

She suddenly didn't know how to face Jianghuai An.

She had an inexplicable aversion. To Gu Lan, she felt that she, Jiang Huai'an, and Song Zhe were all sinners. The only difference was whether they were the mastermind, the accomplice, or the helper.

So she did not reply to Jiang Huai'an's message. Before her heart calmed down, she felt that she seemed to need a period of time to iron her uneven heart.

When she went to school the next day, she greeted Gu Lan as before, and Gu Lan smiled at her, polite and unfamiliar.

Xia Chiu Chiu was frustrated by such polite gestures.

When the class started, Gu Lan took out the book and started to read the book without saying a word. Xia Chiu-chuo took the drawing paper and began to draw the next update.

She glanced at Gu Lan from time to time, but Gu Lan didn't squint, as if she never knew how to paint and had no interest in painting.

Xia Chiu Chuo bored her head and drew all morning. When school was over at noon, she finally couldn't bear it. She handed the drawing paper to Gu Lan: "You can look at it for me," she said cautiously, "I think my character's expressions are not well drawn. ."

Gu Lan lowered her eyes and put the things in her schoolbag. Without even looking at the words, she said indifferently: "I don't draw anymore, don't ask me anymore. I'll go to eat first, you go early."

With that, she put her things away and walked out.

Xia Chiu Chiu was a little embarrassed. When she arrived at the cafeteria, she saw Yang Wei and Shen Sui who were waiting for her.

Originally, noon was often their time for discussion, but now that Gu Lan is not there, the three of them are eating quietly, everyone is holding things down, and Shen Sui just waits and sees quietly.

He was only here to help, but now it's like this, it seems that he can only watch from the side.

However, just looking at it, he also felt that he had planted a seed in his heart, which slowly sprouted when no one knew it.

He feels as if he is waiting for a certain result, which is not only other people's, but also his own.

When the three of them were eating quietly, someone suddenly appeared opposite Xia Chiu-chuo. He put the dinner plate and sat down.

Shen Sui was a little surprised, turned his head to look over, and found that it was Jianghuai An.

He didn't say anything, just sat opposite, bowed his head and started to eat. After eating two bites, he took a chicken leg from his plate and put it on Xia Chiu's plate. Then he lowered his head, as if nothing had happened, and continued to eat.

As soon as Jianghuai An put the chicken legs to Xia Chiu Chiu, Song Zhe took the plate with one hand and dragged the chair with the other. He put it on the edge of the table and sat down against Yang Wei.

While sitting and complaining about Jiang Huai'an: "There are so many places next to it, what do you have to come over for?"

——As if he was completely dragged by Jiang Huai An.

Everyone nearby watched him perform, Jiang Huaian raised his eyes and glanced at him with an idiot look, then lowered his head.

Shen Sui smiled, bowed his head to eat.

Xia Chiu-chuo and Yang Wei didn't say a word, and they looked like we were clearly enemy and enemy.

Song Zhe glanced at Yang Wei, clamped a chicken leg, threw it into Yang Wei's dinner plate, and said stiffly: "Eat!"

Yang Wei frowned: "I don't like meat."

Song Zhe's face was a little unbearable, and he stubbornly struck his neck: "That's it!"

Yang Wei didn't speak, and Xia Chiu looked at the atmosphere a little stiff next to him, and subconsciously said: "Why don't I eat..."

Song Zhe raised his head angrily, Jiang Huai An's eyes were quick and his hands were quick, and he immediately caught the drumsticks to Xia Chiu Chiu, without hesitation: "Eat!"

Song Zhe was stunned, and saw Xia Chuchu lowering his head and gnawing on the chicken legs carefully. For a long time, he realized that he looked at Jiang Huai'an incredulously, "That's my chicken legs..."

Jiang Huai'an nodded confidently: "Well, I know."

"Do you think you are going too far?"

"I didn't overdo it."

"Jiang Huai'an," Song Zhe gritted his teeth: "You fascinated monarch!"

Jiang Huai'an stopped talking this time. He turned his head, lowered his head to pick up rice, and quietly glanced at the opposite Xia Chiu by the way.

Don't patronize and eat chicken drumsticks——

Jiang Huai was thinking about it, look at me, this faint monarch!