Chapter 30 Some Rejoice and Some Grieve

"Wen Jiayu, thank you very much for taking care of me at school during this time, and thank you for liking me. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 infoYou treat me as a wreck, I can't bear the cold words, I apologize to you, I can't like you until now, so let's let go, you go and find your happiness. Wu Bing looked at Wen Jiayu with a smile on his face seriously and said softly.

"Bingbing, where do I have..."

"Nope!" Wu Bing frowned and interrupted him: "You are doing very well, you are a very good boy." But I'm not worthy of you, you deserve a better girl. Let's be friends. After Wu Bing finished saying what was in his heart, he secretly rejoiced: It is not so difficult to explain it...

"Okay, I got it." Wen Jiayu still kept smiling, but the smile was not as warm and happy as usual, and he opened his arms: "Can I hug you again?" ā€

Wu Bing smiled, stretched out his hand to wrap around his waist, felt his slowly tightening arms, and smiled reassuringly...

......

Knock, knock, knock.

"The door is unlocked." Wu Bing, who was sitting in the classroom and focusing on the design drawing, heard a knock on the door that disturbed his train of thought, and replied coldly, not looking at who the person was, and kept lowering his head and gently trying to match the color with colored pencils.

"I heard that you broke up with Wen Jiayu." A familiar and pleasant male voice came from overhead, Wu Bing instinctively frowned, muttered sullenly, and ignored him. The man was not annoyed, and moved a stool to sit across from her, fiddling with his phone. "You two broke up, but some people are happy and some are worried, so you... Is it joy or sorrow? The man laughed, mockingly.

"If you don't have anything to do, go back to the dorm and sleep, don't be an eyesore here."

"Tsk, I haven't looked for you for a few days, and your temper is good." Fan Shuo snatched the pencil in her hand and took the drawings on the table, Wu Bing subconsciously stood up and reached out to grab it, but because of his height, he couldn't reach his raised arm: "Black wedding dress? You're dark enough. The man raised his eyebrows and looked at the unfinished drawings with a smile: "But black... It's very innovative. ā€

Wu Bing was stunned, she didn't expect Fan Shuo to agree with her idea at first sight. "Give me back."

"Answer my question. Sorrow or joy? ā€

"Hi. Okay? ā€

"Tut-tut, Wu Bing, you really have no conscience, Wen Jiayu has been alone in the dormitory for so long, and he is sad to death. You even said you were happy. Fan Shuo's black eyes were full of contempt, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and he looked at her condescendingly.

Wu Bing is not stupid, no matter whether she answers worried or happy, he will mock himself. sneered: "You can't be much better, you, as Wen Jiayu's brother, what do you mean by coming here at this time." What do you mean by that? ā€

The man frowned a little irritably: "Don't play your woman's word game with Lao Tzu." "For the first time, he was told by a woman that he didn't know what to take, and no woman would catch her mistakes, which was different from her.

"Was it right, all the annoyance and anger?"

"Wu Bing, is it necessary for you to keep talking to me like this?"

"You spoke to me like that first."

Fan Shuo's expression at this time was like eating a dead fly, since he was a child, no one dared to talk to him like this, even his own mother, no, his mother, very gentle. He threw the blueprint on the table, glanced at Wu Bing, who was secretly happy, and frowned dissatisfied.

lowered his eyes and smiled evilly: "Since you're single now, it's more fun next, isn't it?" ā€