Chapter 338 Back to the Day 19
Xu Zhou looked at Lingyao's back as she walked further and further away, his eyes becoming darker and darker, like thick ink that could not be dissolved.
The girl's cold face didn't show any expression on the group of people. Instead, she walked forward calmly with Zhang Yue and the others.
There was no trace of the obedient and soft look she once had when he held her in his arms.
Xu Zhou tilted his head back and took a sip of ice wine. The wine flowed down his throat and into his stomach.
There was a chill that caused a slight pain in his heart.
His Yaoyao has grown up.
He also started to disobey.
Lingyao took the three of them back to the dormitory, and Zhang Yue scolded Xu Zhou along the way.
At first, he glanced at Lingyao's expression, but when he saw that Lingyao didn't react, he started to curse without restraint.
"Xu Zhou is really sick. He thinks the whole world has to revolve around him and he can do whatever he wants. When he was in a relationship before, he controlled Yaoyao in every way. He even had to take pictures of what she wore every day for him to see."
Jiang Qing also said, "That's right. Yaoyao was his girlfriend at that time, and she didn't say anything to go along with him. But now Yaoyao has broken up with him, and he actually used coercion to seek reconciliation. Isn't he said to be a master in love? How does love work?"
Lingyao sat there calmly, saying nothing.
In fact, I didn't pay any attention to what they said.
His eyes tilted slightly, and fell aimlessly out the window.
The streets were bustling at this time, with people coming and going.
The car was going a little fast, and I could only catch a few afterimages when looking out the window.
"Pause."
Lingyao, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said this out of the blue.
Zhang Yue and the others stopped talking and looked at her.
The driver naturally obeyed his boss's orders. He caught his boss's words very quickly and stopped the car on the side of the road quickly.
As soon as the car stopped, Lingyao got up and got out without any intention of explaining to Zhang Yue and the others.
He just told the driver to take the three of them back to the dormitory.
Zhang Yue, who looked confused, turned her head to look at Jiang Qing and Xia Lingling.
"Do you feel that Yaoyao has really changed a lot? She seems a little more profound now."
Xia Lingling nodded: "Yeah, I guess it has settled down."
Jiang Qing's lips twitched stiffly: "To be honest, if I suddenly made such a huge fortune, I would probably have to let it settle."
"Yeah, if I were driving a Rolls-Royce, I would hold anyone using Android accountable if they dared to add me!" Zhang Yue nodded solemnly and said with confidence.
Jiang Qing and Xia Lingling rolled their eyes at him, and they said in unison: "If you are sick, go get treatment."
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In a remote and narrow alley, the boy was wearing a black suit, which made him look tall and straight, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist.
It was just that there seemed to be pools of liquid flowing out from his shoulders, which quickly soaked into the suit, darkening the color of the suit.
He walked hurriedly, moving through the various vendors' stalls with his head slightly lowered.
He bumped into someone head-on. Song Huaian immediately put his fingers on his waist and his face froze.
When he looked up and saw the girl standing in front of him, he was stunned for a moment.
"Hurry up, he's just ahead"
The voice behind him was picked up by his keen hearing.
Song Huaian lowered his eyes and glanced at the girl's pure and cold face, and the next second his fingers moved.
He placed his fingers on her waist and pushed her towards the corner by the wall, while with his other hand he lifted her chin and leaned closer.
In a very ambiguous posture, he almost pressed the person into his arms, and to others they looked like a pair of young lovers who couldn't help themselves.
The two of them leaned against the street corner, but their presence was soon diluted by the vendors coming and going.
While others were watching the affectionate young couple, they actually had expressions on their faces, one serious and the other silent.
Lingyao stared at Song Huaian calmly, or more accurately, at Song Huaian's injured shoulder.
If it weren’t for the fact that the God of Wealth was injured.
She could let him lift her chin?!
Song Huaian was looking at this face and could hardly take his eyes off it.
He had an impression of this girl, who was an outstanding student at Kyoto University.
The girl who gave him flowers at the last recruitment fair.
When they met for the first time that day, the moment he saw her, he immediately felt extremely unfair.
He couldn't find the reason for that injustice, even though it was the first time they met.
But I just want to look at her one more time, one more time.
Just like now, being so close to a stranger whom he had only met twice, he should have felt very uncomfortable.
However, no, Song Huaian even subconsciously wanted to get closer.
It's like being possessed.
More directly, if the person he just saw was not her, he would never have chosen to use this method to avoid being hunted by those people.
Song Huaian tried his best to suppress the strange movements in his heart and got up from her.
He just kept looking at her, with curiosity and inquiry.
But the phone in my pocket soon vibrated.
Song Huaian turned off his phone, raised his eyelids and looked at Lingyao.
"Just offended."
After saying this, he prepared to leave.
But Lingyao raised her hand to stop him.
"Contact information." After Lingyao said this, her eyes fell on his still wet shoulders, and she added slowly.
"Take care of the injury on your shoulder."
Lingyao handed the phone to him and said directly.
Song Huaian raised his eyes, and there was a bit more caution and alert in his gaze when he looked at Lingyao.
His face was cold and hard, and he looked a little fierce when he wasn't smiling. At this moment, his body was stained with the smell of blood.
There is an aura of solemnity that makes people afraid to approach.
"who are you?"
As soon as his low voice fell, something hard pressed against Lingyao's waist.
Lingyao cursed in her heart.
What does the God of Wealth mean? She cares about him!
This thing is taller than her waist!
She wants to find the police!
Lingyao felt a sudden pain in her heart, but she remained calm when looking at Song Huaian.
Under Song Huaian's tense gaze, Lingyao held the thing at her waist with her fingers and pushed it outward, almost pressing her palm against the muzzle of the gun.
The tone was too calm, and it sounded a little lacking.
"Why, you want to shoot me?"
In a corner where the sun didn't reach, a man and a woman with extremely outstanding looks stood facing each other.
The colors on both sides are not very good.
The man in a suit looks cold and ruthless, with a strong aura.
But the girl kept pressing him and he had to retreat step by step.
Until you reach the edge of the corner.
Song Huaian suspected that he had been drugged or poisoned.
Otherwise, why would he allow this girl to push him back step by step.
A voice in his heart told him that it was because the situation was in China now and it was different from abroad. There were so many people on the street and if a gun was really fired, the consequences would be very serious.
However, Song Huaian knew it was not the case.
It's not for this reason, even if it's abroad.
Even if this girl pointed a gun at him abroad, he couldn't fire it.
Even thinking of such a scene, Song Huaian felt an inexplicable sense of discomfort in his heart.
He frowned slightly and relaxed for a while before slowly realizing that the discomfort was actually a grievance.
It was an emotion he had almost forgotten.
The more Song Huaian thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong with him.
He simply put away the things in his hand, stood there and looked at Lingyao with a cold expression.
"what you up to."
Lingyao raised the phone in her hand and handed it to him: "Contact information."
Seeing Song Huaian typing into his phone with a serious face, Lingyao showed a hint of admiration on her face.
Well, this is her good baby.
She wasn't in that situation just now.
Song Huaian quickly typed a number on his phone and prepared to leave.
He didn't want to stay in this place any longer. It was all too weird.
However, Lingyao did not give way, but dialed the phone in front of him.
He made way only when the phone rang from Song Huaian's pocket.
Song Huaian didn't know what to feel for a moment, it was a bit complicated anyway.
After all, he had just planned to leave a fake number.