Chapter 124: Fighting Poison with Poison
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Chen Shixu woke up early in the morning, she was lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling blankly, and her heart was desolate. Tomorrow, it's time for the red-haired debt collection. As soon as she thought of the 800 yuan "debt", she couldn't help but cry out again and again in her heart, unwilling to face it. If you can go to school, you don't have to worry about everything, or if there are no red hairs in school, it would be great.
Chen Shixu, who was uncertain, fell into deep anxiety, she seemed to have lost the ability to think independently, at this moment, she just wanted Yang Sang to be by her side and escort her.
She didn't care that it was Sunday, and Yang Sang might not have gotten up yet, so Chen Shixu hurriedly dialed his phone and wanted to ask him for help.
"What's wrong?" Yang Sang picked up the phone almost immediately. It seems that he also got up early this weekend, maybe he was reviewing, Chen Shixu guessed.
"That, the red-haired thing, is there any solution?" Chen Shixu didn't want to go around in circles, she hurriedly opened her mouth and went straight to the point. "Tomorrow is Monday, the money...... Alas, what the hell am I supposed to do? She asked timidly, as if she really had no idea.
Yang Sang had already guessed that she would ask for an answer to this matter, and he had already prepared, so he replied calmly: "Don't worry, I'm thinking of a way, if this matter can't be properly resolved before tonight, then I'll lend you another 800 early tomorrow morning, so that he won't embarrass you, okay?" ā
Chen Shixu's heart was a lot more settled, so she immediately replied: "Okay." ā
It's nice to have Yang Sang here. Whatever he says, it's fine.
Chen Shixu fell into a short memory, if she didn't have such suspicion and tantrums for no reason at that time, if she could be sensible, don't always talk about Zhao Shuangwei, if she could study hard every day with him...... Maybe nothing will happen now. Chen Shixu regretted it so much in her heart, she hated herself so much at the time, why was she so willful, why didn't she cherish it, why did she have to force him to break up and not miss any old feelings before he repented?
For a while, Chen Shixu's heart was full of mixed tastes.
There is only one thing, she has never regretted it, nor has she apologized at all, that is, about bullying Zhao Shuangwei. In Chen Shixu's eyes, her own approach is completely different from the nature of red hair, she just wants to teach Zhao Shuangwei a lesson and extinguish her limelight. She didn't think there was anything excessive, compared to these, because of Zhao Shuangwei's existence, she was forced to accept more sad and sad things. From the previous incident of Guan Shuwan to the later incident of Yang Sang, Zhao Shuangwei, who was supposed to be her good friend, never said a word for her from her point of view. In addition to finding fault with her boyfriend and accusing her of doing things, what is the significance of Zhao Shuangwei's existence to her Chen Shixu?
Thinking like this, the hatred in Chen Shixu's heart unconsciously increased.
Maybe it's because these complex emotions have been repeating all the time, and she has become more and more unable to get along with Zhao Shuangwei. She only has an endless hatred for her, and she has never felt guilty for even a second.
But Yang Sang is different. No matter how he felt about Zhao Shuangwei, he was once a real existence that belonged to her Chen Shixu. Yang Sang is so beautiful, everything about him makes her reluctant to let go. How unwilling she was to believe that between them, it was already over completely. This is really cruel to her.
Chen Shixu was thinking like this, and he couldn't stop for a moment.
Yang Sang, who hung up the phone, started preparing early. He first took out the specific address of Grandma Li's house from Yang's mother's mouth, and then estimated that the time was almost up, so he went to the bottom of Grandma Li's building and waited.
It didn't take long for him to see Red Fur, wearing a white-washed denim shirt, walking out of the doorway.
"Hey!" Yang Sang stepped forward quickly and patted him on the shoulder.
The red fur stopped, turned his head, and had a question mark on his face. "Who are you?" He shrugged unceremoniously and shook Yang Sang's hand away.
"I'm Yang Sang, we played together when I was a child, I also beat you, and my mother took me to your house to apologize. Do you remember? ā
The red-haired expression changed significantly, as if he remembered something in the past that he didn't want to face. But on his lips, he replied: "I don't remember, you recognized the wrong person." ā
Yang Sang smiled and continued: "Originally, I almost forgot about it, but recently a friend of mine told me that you always bully her. You say, is it Grandma Li's turn to take you to someone else's door to apologize this time? ā
"What the hell are you trying to say? Be all abroad. The red hair was a little annoyed, and he walked forward quickly, trying to get out of Yang Sang's line of sight.
"Chen Shi continued." Yang Sang hurriedly shouted at him, "Chen Shixu, that's the friend I said." I know all the things you did to her. ā
Hearing the name, the red fur stopped. He smiled a little disdainfully, "hummed", and then said, "It turned out to be Chen Shixu's friend." She owes me money, what, you're going to help her pay it back? ā
Yang Sang shook his head and said unhurriedly: "Not only am I not here to help her repay the money, on the contrary, I am still here to help her ask for money." When you asked her when she would be able to repay the money she borrowed? ā
Redfur was a little suspicious of his ears, he made an exaggerated expression, and asked, "Did I hear something wrong?" ā
"Nope." Yang Sang's voice was not loud, but it was very firm. He paused, and then said, "If you don't pay back the money, it's okay, I'll go directly to Grandma Li and ask for it." The grandson owes debts, and the grandmother pays back the money, which is justified. ā
Hearing the words "Grandma Li", Hongmao's brows suddenly wrinkled, he grabbed Yang Sang's collar, and said viciously: "You are not allowed to harass my grandma, do you hear?" ā
"I'm not going to harass your grandma, you can rest assured." Yang Sang grinned: "But I will tell my mother that she is a middle-aged woman who has nothing to do but loves to gossip, she will tell her friends, and then spread the word to the hundred, and Grandma Li will naturally know." What do you think? ā
The red hair's eyes widened, and he clenched his fist and was about to swing it at Yang Sang's face. But his hand finally stopped in mid-air.
What Yang Sang said was not wrong, he just needed to tell Yang's mother, and then these things would naturally reach his grandmother's ears. Most of the right and wrong in the neighborhood originate from this, people talk to each other, spread falsehoods, and the more they talk, the more excited they become, but no one will think about whether these things are true or not, and whether they will hurt other people if they spread in this way.
For the power of gossip, Red Hair has seen too much since he was a child, and he still has lingering palpitations when he thinks about it today.
His clenched fist slowly loosened, and finally it hung limply on the ground. (To be continued.) )