Chapter 297: Crashing! The two of them are half a pound and eight taels!
Realizing that his mind was out of control, he quickly knocked himself awake.
The big team was laughing and joking, and someone squeezed their eyebrows and said to him: "Xiao Yuyang, when did you collect Cheng Xingtao......?
"What does it have to do with me!" he said with a straight face, "Don't you think she and Qiao Yue are a natural pair?"
He himself felt that his tone was very bad, and his face was very stinky.
"That's what you say. The man didn't know why he was upset and didn't want to touch his scales again, so he whispered in agreement.
It's your sister!
He glared at the man, walked away in a huff, and sat down alone.
He felt sad, angry, and even insulted.
For the sake of Cheng Xingtao, he was burdened with half-hearted guilt and the mental torture of mental derailment, but Cheng Xingtao turned around and threw himself into Qiao Yue's arms.
When Cheng Xingtao looked at him, he pretended not to see it, and when Cheng Xingtao was talking to him, he deliberately walked away. He even made his surroundings crowded, so that Cheng Xingtao had no space to squeeze over.
Seeing the look of loss in Cheng Xingtao's eyes, he felt happy and sad in his heart.
He was like a jealous schoolboy, punishing Cheng Xingtao angrily, and at the same time longing for Cheng Xingtao to come to his side soon, explain to him, apologize to him, and beg for his forgiveness.
Such a mood, such an approach, he thinks about it himself, he feels naΓ―ve, and even in high school, when he fell in love with Xiang Zhenzhen, he had never been so hypocritical.
That day, when we were down the mountain, everyone took a group photo, which was taken by a roommate in the dormitory, and after returning to the dormitory, when everyone looked at the photo together, he saw the group photo, he was surrounded by some girls, and Cheng Xingtao and Qiao Yue, in another corner of the team, the two stood side by side.
He thought it was very dazzling, but Qiao Yue saw it and asked his roommate to send him the photo.
The roommate said that he would export it later, and he would send the photos in a group.
He sat on the bed, watching his roommate take out the computer and guide the photo, he thought in his heart, how to delete the photo, but Qiao Yue kept sitting and watching, and he didn't want to show it too obviously.
Fortunately, someone was looking for Qiao Yue, Qiao Yue had to go out, he took this opportunity and said to his roommate: "Come on, come on, I'll take a look at the photo, I didn't see anything just now." β
"I'll sort it out.,I'll send you an email later.,You download it and read it slowly......"
He didn't care, pushed his roommate, and said, "Didn't you say you wanted to go to the toilet? Holding it is not good for the bladder, go quickly." β
"When did I say I was going to the toilet...... However, when you say this, you are really a little urgent...... "The roommate got up and went to the toilet, and before leaving, he instructed: "Don't delete it indiscriminately, and don't delete the ugly ones!"
He shook his hand at his roommate, and mercilessly deleted the group photo, completely deleting it.
When they came back, they asked him why the photo was gone, and he said indifferently: "I wanted to send it to me just now, but it turned out to be wrong." β
He looked at Qiao Yue, but found that Qiao Yue's expression did not change, he thought that Qiao Yue would be very heartbroken, but he didn't.
"Fortunately, I already sent Qiao Yue just now, Qiao Yue, you send me again. The roommate said.
No wonder Qiao Yue's expression didn't change much.
"There's a virus in the USB stick. Qiao Yue glanced at him and said lightly.
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In short, the group photo was finally destroyed by him.
But he wasn't happy at all.
On the contrary, I feel very irritable.
During the holidays, he didn't say hello to Xiang Zhenzhen, so he went to Xiang Zhenzhen's school to find her, and every time he went to find Xiang Zhenzhen, he told the people in the dormitory that he was going home.
He doesn't want people to know that he has a girlfriend, because once everyone knows that he has a girlfriend, they will ask endless questions about how the two of them get along, especially between men and women.
He is not interested in sharing this matter with others, in the past, when everyone knew his relationship with Xiang Zhenzhen, they would always ask him about the progress of Xiang Zhenzhen, and ask some very private questions.
At that time, he felt overwhelmed, so he decided that after college, he would never let the dormitory people know that he had a girlfriend.
Later, because of Cheng Xingtao's matter, he couldn't say anything.
At first, he had no intention of hiding it, but later, he somewhat deliberately concealed the fact that he had a girlfriend.
When he arrived at Xiang Zhenzhen's school, it was already night, so he went directly downstairs to her dormitory, wanting to call her to surprise her. But when I looked up, I saw Xiang Zhenzhen and a man hugging and walking towards the dormitory building.
He was so angry that he was smoking, rushed over, and knocked the man to the ground with one punch, Xiang Zhenzhen didn't expect him to appear, he was startled, grabbed his hand, and shouted: "Yangyang, don't mess around, I have nothing to do with him, you misunderstood!"
He shook off Xiang Zhenzhen's hand and shouted, "Misunderstanding? What did I misunderstand? He almost put his hand into your clothes!"
"I ...... I didn't!" Xiang Zhenzhen was still quibbling.
Seeing Xiang Zhenzhen's quibbling face, he seemed to see himself, if Xiang Zhenzhen discovered Cheng Xingtao's existence, maybe he was also this ugly appearance at that time.
"Break up!" he said without hesitation.
He didn't know where the courage came from, where the determination came from, at that moment, he just wanted to break up and break up with Xiang Zhenzhen.
"Break up?" Xiang Zhenzhen was a little incredulous, "I said everything, I have nothing with him, you want to break up with me?" Xiao Yuyang, we have been in a relationship for so many years, and you are going to break up with me because of a relatively close friend!"
Xiang Zhenzhen cried, but not the kind of pain that cried about the breakdown of the relationship, but cried angrily.
"Break up, break up! When you go to college, you change! You don't care about me at all!"
Xiang Zhenzhen threw down this sentence and ran back to the dormitory by himself, obviously he should have been the one who ran first, but the abandoned one became himself.
The boy who was punched by him got up from the ground and said indignantly: "Who are you!"
The fist did not hesitate to strike.
The two fought and both lost.
He finally took the train back to school, and he found that his guilt during this time was purely superfluous, Xiang Zhenzhen and him were only half a catty, two people, no one could say sorry to anyone.
Break up, everyone is free when you break up.
But thinking of the relationship between the two people for so many years, it broke like this, and my heart ached.
He loves Xiang Zhenzhen, and he has never doubted his feelings for Xiang Zhenzhen. The two of them have gone from ignorance at the beginning, to maturity step by step, from youth to proficiency, and so on.
But I don't know when this relationship is no longer pure, and it is mixed with all kinds of impurities.
Back at school, in the empty dormitory during the holidays, he was lying on the bed, and received a message from Cheng Xingtao on his mobile phone.
She went to the exhibition with her friends and seemed to have a good time, and he knew that Qiao Yue was also among them.
At that moment, he had an impulse, if he told Cheng Xingtao that he needed her now, would she rush back from out of town, return to his side, accompany him, and comfort him.
But he didn't muster up the courage to say it in the end, and only replied: "Have fun." β
Cheng Xingtao didn't belong to him, she belonged to Qiao Yue at the beginning.
Xiang Zhenzhen is the one who belongs to him, but now, he has lost Xiang Zhenzhen.
It's like God's punishment for his greed, so that in the end he can't get anyone, and he is empty-handed. 18110