Chapter Seventy-Six: No matter who it is, the feelings have not changed

Leaving school

"The end of the evening self-studyโ€”"

The teacher who had called Su Ranran to the office to ask strange questions before shouted that sentence in a loud voice, and then packed up his things like a normal teacher and left the classroom.

Of course, he noticed Su Ranran's eyes that had been extremely wary of him, but he still pretended not to see it, and just disappeared in front of everyone.

Su Ranran packed her schoolbag, and for some reason there were a lot more things in it in just one day, the volumes, the notes, just one day, I really remembered a lot.

Stuff things into your school bag, and glance back at the familiar but unfamiliar classmates who are chatting from time to time, so as not to find out the "dangerous things" in your bag.

In fact, after returning to school after a long absence, there was an obvious discovery that all the people around her who had bullied her, although they did not seem to be better with her, but in short, they did not dare to beat people or beat people openly.

The reason is easy to guess, if it weren't for Bai Ling or someone else, he would definitely have done something anyway.

Fang Cai has been paying attention to the teacher's movements so much that he didn't look at his phone, and now when he opens it, the message can be divided into two items: liked and indifferent - from his boyfriend and Bai Ling.

"How is the school?Is someone bullying you?Does it matter?" From Zhuang Zixiao's concern for the third company, Su Ranran replied a few words and smiled at this time.

In short, what Su Ranran said must have reassured the other party, but he still said "Don't force it", because Zhuang Zixiao, who had also just left the school at this moment, had actually been told all the details by Bai Ling.

I don't know why the mother of the "miraculous resurrection", God knows if it was a simple plot or a teacher who had other intentions and suspected that it was a "cave tiger......

Zhuang Zixiao came out of the school and walked forward while looking at his mobile phone, although he knew that this was dangerous, he still wanted to pay attention to the news sent from the other side at any time.

No matter whether Su Ranran was chatting with him or talking about something important, as long as there was a reply, he could rest assured.

The events of the past few days were not a small blow to him, so now, he has to be more cautious.

The news that can't be sent out on the phone that can't be called, and the news that can't be made out of my father's mouth, these things, really, I don't want to recall them anymore.

The feelings that appeared more than a year ago have never been diluted because of time, but have become deeper and more ...... wants to protect this beloved girl, even if there is very little he can do.

Just by driving away her peers who were bullying her, just by caring and comforting her verbally and in deeds, he had done his best as a student.

A gust of wind accompanied by a large number of dead leaves blew through the entrance of the university, the cold was not clear, but it was also a little quiet, the book in his hand was blown by the wind and fell to the ground, and the two big words "law" could be seen at a glance. He quickly bent down to pick it up, and the phone moved again.

He brushed the hair that had fallen in front of his eyes due to bending over to the sides, saying that it was a little long for a boy, but it also happened to use the dark brown color to embellish the tender cheeks that had never experienced strong wind and rain, and there was some elegance.

It's just that the choice of this major in college is a little scary.

Before, his father, Zhuang Yong, had also asked half-flirtatiously if he wanted him to run the company in the future, but he was resolutely replied "no".

I had no choice but to say "oh", I really can't beat my son, I can't help it, let him go, just like before, let others make their own choices.

Let's take a look at the content of the message again: It's okay, Zixiao, you should be careful.

replied with a "hmm", I don't know how Su Ranran is now, her spirit should be good, in Zhuang Zixiao's mind, her smile has always been gratifying, and at this moment, you can imagine how she is smiling now.

"Watch the road carefully. On the contrary, Zhuang Zixiao, who sent this message, passed by a black sedan and almost collided.

He ducked to the side, and the car sped by, and a few sparkling lights flashed through the window, and it was impossible to recall the real or false as the car quickly left.

The light is not good at night, even if there are street lights, it is difficult for the naked eye to see clearly, what is that light, illusion...... It is still true, and if it is true, then what is it...... Camera, flash, or just the reflection of the moon.

"I don't know what danger there will be recently, protect Xiao Su, and pay attention to self-protection. What Bai Ling said to him before, if he remembers it at this time, he will reply with a "Okay, thank you, Miss Bai Ling" as before.

This young couple doesn't seem to have a so-called love period, or rather, that period has already been experienced in the past. Long before Zhuang Zixiao confessed, it was already like this, there was no excessive "I love you" and "I want to kiss", but in the subtleties, they have always cared for each other.

I don't want to let him get hurt, and I won't rely too much on it every time.

"I'm investigating something recently, the guy I told you before who instigated Xiao Su to kill someone, I probably know who it is," opened the chat record with Bai Ling, Zhuang Zixiao looked at this sentence, ah, there is another paragraph behind, "It should be a nickname 'Black Shadow', I found her in the previous surveillance." โ€

Bai Ling did not shy away from it, everything seemed to be told to him without concealment, in fact, Zhuang Zixiao didn't know why this "white ghost" wanted to help him so much, even if he had determined that she had nothing to do with the word "ruthless", he didn't think that as "Bai Ling", she would help people who had nothing to do with him.

Maybe it's the relationship between Zhuang Yong and Bai Ling, friend...... It's a strange statement, but it's also quite apt, and it probably makes sense to think about it this way - for the sake of a friend, for the sake of helping someone who is related to a friend.

Bai Ling is always unpredictable, so it's useless to think about it, and Zhuang Zixiao has only met Bai Ling for the first time so far.

After staring at it twice, he deleted the chat history without saying a word, thinking that he couldn't let Ran Ran see it, so as not to recall something bad.

In the message on the mobile phone, the other party replied with an expression of "yes" after a long time, so he never replied to the message, after all, his attention was attracted by another message-

Unchanged

Su Ranran stopped in the wind, some distance from the school, but he could still see there.

That message frightened her, and when she clicked in, she felt like she was reading it wrong.

"About the teacher who has a problem, 99 percent of the people who are 'cave tigers', and the 1 percent...... It's just a simple pervert. The message sent by Bai Ling was written, and it felt like there was some joke, of course, the joke was so cold that Su Ranran couldn't laugh at all.

"What should I do?" This sentence was written in the chat box and looked less flustered, but in reality, Su Ranran was already very anxious, stopped in place, and wanted to wait for a reply, but he didn't receive it for a long time.

Why did all the bad luck happen to her...... Why, she is the only one who is so unlucky.

Every time I feel liberated, something will happen again, saying that it is sometimes good and sometimes bad, but in fact, it is only "good" once.

Bai Ling's message was sent more than an hour ago, and if you count it, it should be around eight o'clock. Su Ranran didn't know that Bai Ling was chatting with the police lady after finishing his work, and because his mobile phone was stuffed into his bag, he didn't see the news.

Su Ranran is of course very anxious, she is just a child in her early eighteen, and the changes around her are so complex and diverse, she is also extremely worried.

Standing in a pool of blood seemed to have been many years, and the murder was finally able to run in the back of her mind, but suddenly she killed someone who should have been dead, and the appearance of her biological mother was enough to make her collapse, and she didn't want to go through anything that would have an impact on a better future.

Now that I think about it, there was also a time when I was coquettish to my mother, in the distant past, there was a period of beauty, a man and a woman, her parents, and her father's face has been crossed out in her memory, but her mother's face was recalled before forgetting.

Kind, sometimes comforting her in fear, sometimes indulging her to do something bold. In the past, Su Ranran was more bold than when he was timid, but now for various reasons, he has to completely reverse it.

I really want to throw myself into my mother's arms - this is the result of her half-mindedness all day, obviously she doesn't dare to see that person again, obviously she shouldn't be able to meet again, so what.

She knew that as long as she talked to Bai Ling about it, she could achieve it, but because she had thought too much about it when she grew up, she began to be afraid, two subjective feelings: self-blame and didn't want to see, and longing and wanting to see.

I want to tell my mother everything that happened, I want her to know how happy I am now, my boyfriend, my studies, my friends. Can...... What are the consequences of this?

Several classmates walked past Su Ranran, who was thinking about something, and shouted, "Stinky guy, get out." But he closed his mouth under the reminder of a few people next to him, and he was reluctant to say sorry.

Yes, sure enough, those people's feelings for Su Ranran are still the same. It's just forbearance, but it's not superficial, and I'm still cursing in my heart.

It's okay, I'm used to it, scold and beat, she feels that she deserves it, it's a miracle to be alive, how can she expect anything else.

Everything has never fundamentally changed, only her state of mind has changed.

Yes, nothing has changed, only the "dirty" things have been removed, and some things will not change in a short period of time.

So let's go see her, pick a suitable time, pick a suitable place, calm down, and reconcile with my mother.

The moonlight is neither dazzling nor dazzling, but the glimmer alone can give people a little warmth, and the decision is set, and the pale yellow hair is reflected in a color as bright as moonlight......