Regarding trust, she actually said, how do you want me to trust you?

This is an unacceptable answer from Xuanmu, when does the trust between the two of them need a reason.

Xuanmu only felt that there was a fire pressing in his heart, and when he reached a certain level, when he couldn't bear it anymore, it would explode with a bang.

She wanted to turn away, but he grabbed her wrist and turned her body around with a force, facing her.

"Gu Yanran, let me ask you again, do you believe me?" His eyes were gloomy, and he was forced to suppress anger, and his eyes seemed to be dripping blood.

Suffocating Jing, she looked up at him and smiled.

The smile was bright, the eyes were crooked, and the dimples at the corners of her mouth were bright and moving, and he hadn't seen her smile for a long time.

But behind that smile is sadness and irony, and the words that come out are inserted into Xuanmu's heart like a dagger, not only pain, but also cold and piercing.

Her pink lips opened slightly, a pair of water-stained black eyes looked directly at him, and her voice was calm: "Did you say the same thing to Xia Mo?" ”

In Yanran's heart, Xia Mo is a dead knot, they used to be like sisters, but now she hates her to the core.

Last night, she stayed awake all night, as soon as she closed her eyes, she could see the scene of their kissing, the anger and sadness, the heartache.

She could pretend to be strong in front of Xia Mo, deliberately put on a casual appearance, and pretended that she was not affected in any way, just to prove what she said: she and Nangong Xuanmu will have nothing to do with it from now on.

She's always pretending to be good, hasn't she?

When she got up this morning, she even followed Xia Mo's example, pretending that nothing had happened and taking the initiative to greet Xia Mo.

Then, with a smirk on their faces, the two of them went to the cafeteria for breakfast arm in arm.

How ironic~

They are acting, who they are acting for, Yanran doesn't know at all, and she doesn't want to know.

But one thing she knows very well is that she doesn't want to lose to Xia Mo again, even if it is a hypocritical acting skill, she has to act better than her and be more patient than her.

But in fact?

Yan Ran hated the current situation more than anyone else, hated herself dressed in false affection, and didn't even know why she pretended to be intimate with Xia Mo to maintain this ugly girlfriend relationship.

Reason told her that it was meaningless for her to do this, it was very naïve, it was ridiculous, life was for herself, why should she care so much about the eyes of others?

But emotionally, Yanran was hurt too much this time, and she was on the verge of collapse, but the more she did, the more she wanted to prove that she was good and very good.

She can not care about other people's gossip and malicious attacks, but Xia Mo can't, she would rather everyone look down on her than have Xia Mo see her miserable and pitiful image.

Last night, when Xia Mo said to her triumphantly, "Xuanmu is my boyfriend, and I don't want my good sister to still think about my boyfriend." At that time, Yanran only felt that her head was ringing, and she even had tinnitus.

There was a raging fire burning in his chest, and a stream of qi and blood flowed upstream, reaching the tip of his heart, and his whole heart was filled with anger, depressed, suffocated, and collapsed, but he couldn't say a word.

What was she going to say? What to say?

She and Xuan Mu have broken up, and now Xia Mo is his official girlfriend, and he swears sovereignty in front of her...... She hates it, but what can she do?

It's just that this breath has been pressed in her heart, how can she be willing to be so angry with Xia Mo?

So, such a scene once came to her mind.

She said to Xia Mo from above: Isn't it Nangong Xuanmu? Sister is tired of playing, but you want it so much, then I'll give it to you! Don't worry, how can my sister shamelessly snatch the things she threw at you when she was tired of playing?

She had clearly thought of such a line, but she didn't say it.

She thought, if she really said this to Xia Mo, Xia Mo would definitely be angry and bleed! The person who is holding her breath like that will definitely not be her.

But the reason why she didn't say it was because of Xuanmu.

How strange it was, she was obviously heartbroken by him, and even felt desperate, but she still couldn't bear to hurt him with such vicious words, even just thinking about it would make her feel distressed.

She resolutely said that she had nothing to do with Xuanmu anymore, but she was thinking about him all winter vacation, it was a long torment, she wanted to see him, but she was afraid to see him.

She could show her indifference and demure in front of Xia Mo, as if she had not been affected in any way, but she collapsed in front of Xuan Mu, shouting hysterically, and venting the bad feelings that she had endured for a long time without any scruples.

realized that even if they broke up, in the face of Xuanmu, she still couldn't get along indifferently.

His hands were so strong that they seemed to smash her wrists.

She frowned slightly, but she didn't mean to struggle? His eyes stared straight at him.

"Gu Yanran!" He had never pronounced her name like this, and he gritted his teeth, and word by word popped out of his teeth, eager to chew those three words apart.

Did you say the same thing about the end of summer? Here's her answer.

It was like a slap in the face to Xuanmu, she ignored his sincerity so much, and what was even more odious was that she mocked him in such a way and treated him as a despicable and shameless scumbag.

In the face of Yan Ran's direct gaze, Xuanmu felt an indefensible anger and disappointment.

The two confronted each other and fell into a deadlock.

After a long time, the corners of Yan Ran's mouth rose slightly, revealing an evil smile: "Nangong Xuanmu, you make me feel disgusting!"

This sentence was undoubtedly like a poisoned knife, inserted into Xuan Mu's heart without warning, with unprecedented lethality, all the anger and disappointment, including the hand that was tightly gripping Yan Ran, were like quicksand in his hand slipping through his fingers, making him feel powerless and hopeless.

She turned around, indifferent and resolute, under the street lamp, she dragged a long shadow, independent of the world, crushing his yearning and belief in this feeling with an extremely arrogant attitude, ruthless to the point of outrageous.

"Gu Yanran, don't you just rely on me to like you, what are you dragging, from now on, I won't love you anymore." He shouted at her back, loudly, and she could still feel his anger even though they were some distance away.

His voice thundered in her ears with a tinge of desperation......

That's right, she just wants to sting him, this is her revenge.

But why did she shed tears? Why did her heart ache as if it had been torn apart?

She felt someone with a cold, piercing knife cutting her flesh piece by piece, at first just the coldness of metal, then the heart-rending pain, the flesh blurred.

She couldn't stop crying, and she couldn't even catch her way, but she didn't stop or look back.

She knew that she had to be cruel and cut off all the back roads with him, only in this way could she completely draw a line with him.

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After that, Xuanmu never looked for Yanran again.

Nanhua High School is very big, but no matter how big it is, how can you avoid not seeing each other in the same school? What's more, they are still in the same year group, and the classes are also on the same floor.

But basically, two people can treat each other as air, and they can be indifferent when passing by, which also requires a certain amount of skill.

So, gradually there is a unified direction for the scandal about Yanran, Xuanmu, and Zhou Su, that is, Yanran and Xuanmu broke up, and Yanran's current boyfriend is Zhou Su.

Sometimes the rumors are so terrible that even if the person concerned does not admit it, the public has already linked the two people together.

The girls' dislike of Yanran is almost public, opening a mode of public exclusion and isolation.

Although due to the relationship between Xia Mo and Zhou Su, they didn't dare to directly pull Yanran into the corner to bully her, but they had the means to torture her.

Schoolwork group, except for Zhou Su, no one wants to be in a group with her.

When she goes to the toilet, Yanran will never be in line.

Physical education class, whether it's basketball, volleyball, will be mobbed, and even running will be deliberately knocked down.

At lunchtime, she is always alone.

Get used to it!

Yanran numbly accepted such a change, and for her, it was just a return to the original state.

Now she has nothing else to ask for, just to be able to graduate as much as possible.

For lunch, she still sits alone in the corner.

Zhou Su walked towards her with a plate and sat down opposite her.

She looked up and smiled at him, as if she had said hello.

These days, Zhou Su is the only classmate who is relatively close to Yanran, and it is no wonder that everyone connects Yanran and Zhou Su together.

Not far away, the three most eye-catching people in Nanhua sat by the window in the sunshine like natural luminous bodies.

The girl had an angelic sweet smile on her face, and she didn't know what funny jokes the two boys on the other side were telling, making the girl giggle, and it was clear that the atmosphere of the meal was good.

Yanran looked at them and suddenly remembered that last semester they often ate and chatted together, and she sat in the empty position next to Xia Mo, with large floor-to-ceiling windows, full of sunlight, and she could see the scenery outside the window at any time.

The schoolwork at the beginning of the second year of high school is very intense, and several people are busy, only occasionally they get together when they eat lunch and dinner, and after eating and drinking, Xuanmu and Yunhai like to tell all kinds of jokes to make her and Xia Mo laugh, and sometimes they are happy to lean forward and backward together, and there is no image at all.

There was no place for her anymore, but even then there was no sense of disobedience, as if it had never belonged to her.

In a trance, she felt that the qiē in front of her was not real, she was like an intruder, invading other people's dreams, tearing open an opening and peeking inside, but no matter how much she wanted to go in, she would eventually be pushed out by a force.

I remembered the voice of a boy in my ear, he looked at her without scruples in the winter, and then raised his eyebrows and asked her: Do you have a boyfriend?

She remembered that the boy's name was Ling Shan.

Although she had only met once, occasionally, she would see him in her dreams.

How strange it was that she felt that the dream was sometimes more real than reality. R1152