Male God’s Freestyle Flirting

"elder brother-"

"boom!"

Tang Xuan didn't even dry her hair, took her mobile phone from Tang Xia with a bath towel on, and then went back to her room, closing the door without looking back.

This is really abnormal.

Tang Xia frowned, and ran over to knock on the door without giving up.

"Brother, what's going on here?" She pressed her face against the door and asked.

"Don't worry about it, go back to sleep." Tang Xuan's voice came, without any emotion.

Tang Xia secretly speculated in her heart: The name Shuhan looks like a girl at first glance, and it also involves some kind of suicide. Could it be...unpleasant? Break up?

The girl was taken aback by her conjecture, but felt that the possibility was great!

"Brother," Tang Xia listened carefully to the movement in the bedroom, and said cautiously after a while, "Is that Shuhan your girlfriend?"

There was silence.

Are you sure?

Tang Xia was startled, and continued tentatively: "If it is, why don't you call back and coax me?"

When a girl loses her temper, any harsh words can be said, but if it involves life-threatening, it is too serious. Adhering to the principle of "saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda", Tang Xia unswervingly persuaded Tang Xuan, even a little bit of "educating" him.

"Actually, girls are easy to coax, you just say a few words they like to hear, and then admit your mistake, no matter how bad it is, brother, you—"

"Tang Xia!"

Tang Xuan was so angry that she wanted to laugh, she threw the phone heavily on the bed, walked to the door in three steps, and opened the door with a "shua".

As soon as the girl looked up, she saw her brother's dark expression.

"You do have experience," Tang Xuan stared at her, "I don't have a girlfriend, shut your mouth quickly, and go back to your room quietly."

Tang Xia was dissatisfied, "Nonsense, I just saw the storyteller on the message—"

"I saw Han Yu's name several times on your phone! Why didn't you say that was your boyfriend!"

"..."

Tang Xia was choked to death by Tang Xuan.

The latter raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hand and touched the girl's forehead with his fingertips, and pushed her backwards with a slight force.

"Don't think about such things in your mind, go chat with Han Yu, and leave me alone." Tang Xuan said, turned around and closed the door again.

Tang Xia didn't know if she couldn't refute, or she was a little guilty. Anyway, she couldn't say anything in the end, so she shrugged her shoulders and went back to the bedroom.

And Tang Xuan stood by the bed, staring in a daze at the mobile phone that kept popping up new message reminders on the screen.

Really ignore it?

He's actually still struggling.

Tang Xuan is not the kind of indifferent and selfish character. It can be seen from the fact that he had an unpleasant fight with Tan Xiao in the Internet cafe, and that he was able to send Tan Xiao to the hospital immediately when the other party had an emergency.

He is a typical warm guy.

No matter what happened between Qiu Shuhan and Yun Chen, if something happened to her, Tang Xuan would still be anxious.

human nature.

He sighed, bent down to pick up the phone as if resigned to his fate, and returned the call directly.

That was Qiu Shuhan's roommate. From the large paragraphs of messages sent by the girl, it can be concluded that they went out to drink in their dormitory today. It might be the last gathering before the holiday, and Qiu Shuhan drank a little too much.

Then, she started drinking madly.

They ate skewers at a food stall in the back street of the school. It was still early and the night market was not yet busy, so not many people saw Qiu Shuhan crying and screaming while holding a wine bottle.

The other three girls in the dormitory half dragged and half carried Qiu Shuhan to the school, almost collapsed from exhaustion.

Drunk people are really heavy.

Qiu Shuhan's consciousness was already in a trance, he only knew that he was desperately holding on to the half bottle of beer in his hand, and persistently pushed the mouth of the bottle to his mouth.

"Shuhan! Stop drinking! Look at how drunk you are!" Roommate Liu Zijin cursed bitterly, "For a man, are you worth it?"

In the dormitory, she had the best relationship with Qiu Shuhan, and was the only one who knew what was on the girl's mind.

After Liu Zijin finished cursing, she was so angry that she threw Qiu Shuhan to the ground.

The stone roads in the campus were very hard and cold. Although it was summer, the chill penetrated through her skin and penetrated into every corner of her body, making her shiver with cold.

Qiu Shuhan opened his eyes blankly.

She was leaning on the side of the flower bed, with a small yellow flower resting on her left ear.

"It's worth it."

Very light words came, with three points of grievance and seven points of helplessness.

Liu Zijin didn't speak for a long time, finally sighed, turned to the other two roommates and said, "You guys go back first, I'll accompany her."

What kind of obsession is it that can make Qiu Shuhan, who is as noble as a princess, be as humble as he is now?

Who says love is beautiful, in Liu Zijin's view, the love Qiu Shuhan pursues is undoubtedly terrible and absurd.

"Zijin, what do you think I should do now?"

As soon as he sat beside her, Qiu Shuhan's head leaned over, looking so powerless.

Liu Zijin couldn't bear to talk about her anymore, so he just stretched out his hand and patted the latter's cheek lightly, comforting him, "You deserve someone better."

When Qiu Shuhan heard this, he suddenly smiled.

She straightened up, shook her head staggeringly, with a dazed expression on her face.

"But I don't want someone to match me," Qiu Shuhan's voice became ethereal, with an unnatural blush on his cheeks, "I only want him, I only want Tang Xuan, what should I do..."

She kept repeating the words, and the steam in her eyes gradually covered her light eyes.

Liu Zijin only heard that name, grinding back and forth between Qiu Shuhan's lips and teeth, every sound was full of nostalgia.

"Snapped!"

Just as I was sighing, I suddenly heard a crisp sound beside me.

The beer bottle that Qiu Shuhan was holding tightly in his hand along the way accidentally fell to the ground, the glass was completely shattered, and her messy face was reflected in the mirror.

The makeup is all gone.

"Are you okay?" Liu Zijin pulled Qiu Shuhan's arm worriedly, "Did the glass get cut?"

After carefully inspecting her hands, they were still so fair and delicate. Liu Zijin breathed a sigh of relief, but when she raised her eyes, she found that Qiu Shuhan had already burst into tears.

"Shuhan..." she murmured.

The proud girl trembled her shoulders and wept uncontrollably.

"Zijin, do you know how many years I've liked him? Thirteen years, thirteen years!"

She stared at the pile of broken glass in front of her, and the strength buried deep in her heart seemed to be torn apart at that moment.

"I like him so much, but I pushed him away with my own hands," Qiu Shuhan's words were vague, but Liu Zijin knew that she was very sad, "My heart hurts, really."

Tears flowed down like broken beads.

It hurt so bad I couldn't breathe.

Qiu Shuhan sniffed, bent down, and reached out to pick up the nearest shard of glass.

Will this ease the pain in my heart?

"Shuhan!"

Liu Zijin's pupils suddenly dilated, and he screamed in horror!