Chapter Seven, Flowing Emotions.

I went out with my friends to sing karaoke. I whispered, feeling as wronged as a young daughter-in-law scolded by her husband.

She forced a smile: "It seems like you understand everything."

Two rings: I need your help with something. If it's convenient for you, please come over.

Oh, I'll do my best.

At the end of a song, Wu Yang sat next to me and asked, "What song can you sing? I'll help you choose."

As soon as I thought of his injury, I suddenly woke up, didn't even change my clothes, and rushed into the next room in my pajamas. As I entered the room, I saw Ye Zhengchen standing against the wall, with a handsome face looking particularly refreshing against the backdrop of off-white casual clothes, giving a feeling of morning breeze, as if still carrying the scent of mint.

After a while, just when I thought Ye Zhengchen would remain silent all the way, he coldly snorted and said, "So it turns out that I am just a neighbor next door."

Tsk, as if I care!

On my birthday, we... I haven't finished speaking, there was only a busy tone on the other end of the phone.

I was so angry that I couldn't catch my breath. After holding it in for a long time, I finally spoke up: "Are you in such a hurry for this? Young Master Ye, don't you know that you can put water in by taking things out? Besides, your injury hasn't healed yet, why do you want to put beer in the refrigerator?"

My mind returned to the apartment in a daze. I took off my clothes, which were soaked by the rain, and lay in the bathtub. The hot water covered my body and submerged the throbbing inside me. I closed my eyes and heard the music next door playing on repeat - that meaningful song "Love". My emotions began to stir again.

During the conversation, I lost my focus for a moment and almost slipped, but luckily Wu Yang reached out and supported my waist. Subconsciously, I held onto his arm. Just then, a ray of light shot over, hurting my eyes. I quickly covered my eyes with my arm, adjusted for a while, and when I put down my arm, I saw a person getting out of a black car, standing in the heavy rain.

This pair of white ... ....

Then, he clenched his fist and crumpled the tissue in his palm.

This person ... ....

Well, I'm writing a report in the self-study room. Qin Xue glanced at the clothes on me, then looked at Ye Zhengchen next to me, "Have you just come back too?"

The elevator slowly ascended, and I sorted out my mixed emotions. I took the initiative to greet Qin Xue and said, "You're back so late?"

However, when she wholeheartedly fell in love with him, he lost the initial freshness and could no longer muster any interest in her.

Don't you? I smiled and winked at him, "You're not trying to be my boyfriend, are you?"

Answer "want", I do not have that kind of chaotic and irresistible deep affection for Wu Yang; say "do not want", he is indeed the type I have always liked, especially in that military uniform, it really makes my heart long for it.

I have long been accustomed to his puns. I gave him a cold glance and said, "Hmph! When have you not been hot-tempered?"

Translation:Third tone: There's a "Xiaoqiang", help!

You clearly knocked three times.

She emphasized the word "you" with a heavy bite.

Knocking on the wall is my habit. Because I am lazy, I always like to use knocking on the wall to communicate messages when I have something to do.

Although I have never dared to face this fact from beginning to end, I did fall in love with him a long, long time ago. As for how early it was, I have no way of tracing it.

I sat by his bedside and took a bite of the peach, the flesh entering my mouth, cool and tender, sweet and juicy. Ye Zhengchen held a tissue and wiped the peach juice off the corner of my mouth. He was so close to me, his impeccable face making me a little dazed. Unconsciously, the fresh peach juice flowed down from the corner of my mouth, passed my stiff chin, and dripped onto my collar. ... The tissue in his hand followed my chin all the way down, gently sliding over my neck, and his fingertips, so close yet distant, left his warmth on my skin. Ye Zhengchen held a tissue and wiped the peach juice off the corner of my mouth. He was so close to me, his impeccable face making me a little dazed. Unconsciously, the fresh peach juice flowed down from the corner of my mouth, passed my stiff chin, and dripped onto my collar. ... The tissue in his hand followed my chin all the way down, gently sliding over my neck, and his fingertips, so close yet distant, left his warmth on my skin.

I chatted with Qin Xue in the cafeteria for over an hour. She spoke more than she has in the past few months that we've known each other. She told me that when she first arrived, Ye Zhengchen was very kind to her. He accompanied her to buy things, helped her tidy up her room, and even repaired her household appliances. He drove her to school in the morning and back to the apartment at night. When she had a headache, he went to buy medicine for her in the middle of the night. She told me all of this twice.

This is the most shameless praise I have ever heard!

Did the bandage get wet? If it gets wet, it may cause infection. I touched the bandage on his right hand and it's not wet. Fortunately, he is wearing a jacket.

Women are often naive. They know very well that he is not a good man for you, and they clearly see many cautionary tales. They know the rules of the playboy game - love only exists today, without a future or commitment - yet they always foolishly believe that they will be his last, like moths to a flame.

He always easily captures women's hearts. However, once a woman falls for him, she will inevitably be heartbroken, without exception.

Ye Zhengchen glanced at me contemptuously and said, "You're dreaming."

Love? Yes, love!

If you continue to linger with that boy for a while, then it's hard to say. His voice in response was colder than rainwater.

There are some things I shouldn't say, but I consider you a friend...Qin Xue picked up her teacup and took a sip. She said to me, who was burying my head in food, "Xiao Bing, Ye Zhengchen changes cars quickly, but he changes women even faster. He likes to pursue novelty and excitement."

I thought he would say, "No wonder he's so ugly."

Help me process these things quickly, I'm getting annoyed.

Mrs. Feng pulled me aside quietly and said in my ear, "When you weren't here just now, Wu Yang asked me twice if you would come. I think he's quite interested in you. What do you think of him?"

His gaze slowly lowered, his pupils suddenly darkened, and he no longer looked away. I lowered my head and saw the wet skirt clinging to my body, almost completely transparent, clearly outlining the delicate curves of a young girl: slender waist, long legs.

With your figure, 70C might be more comfortable... Although, from a visual perspective, wearing this size is more enticing to men.

I turned my head to look at him again. He was gritting his teeth in pain, as if the steering wheel had hit the wound on his arm. I was both angry and anxious, and said, "How did you drive? Did your hand give up on you?"

It's okay if you're late, I can wait for you.

When I thought the next conversation would be confrontational, his attitude suddenly changed: "Do you really want to be with him?"

My mouth corners couldn't help but curl up until they twitched.

"Red light! Red light!" I quickly reminded him.

I recalled his gaze and words from last night, and I felt the blood rushing to my face, burning hot. ... Due to difficulty breathing, my chest kept rising and falling, and a few drops of peach juice had already stained the front of my clothes, resembling clusters of shy flower buds....

There is no time and it is not convenient to say anything else. I bid a simple farewell to Wu Yang: "Wu Yang, I'm leaving first, have a good time, goodbye!"

I told him, "I am working and cannot go."

I replied to her: "From a physiological perspective, some novelty and excitement can only be sustained for about ten minutes."

A melodious and affectionate singing voice came through: "Heaven knows how important you are to me, heaven knows I have developed true feelings..."

Qin Xue said that she hates him, but at the same time, she can't forget him. After all, they have experienced beautiful scenery along the way.