Chapter Seventy-Two: Campus Incidents Heart

"I can't see it! You look like a well-bred rich daughter, how can you be... Orphan? ”

"Your parents are gone, so who do you live with? Grandparents or grandparents? Do you still have loved ones? ”

"No wonder I've never heard you talk about family."

“……”

Such a pitiful expression is really speechless, and it is estimated that more people will know about 'Chang Anyue is an orphan' tomorrow.

Chang'an glanced at Liu Xiyan, Liu Xiyan's eyes flickered, she looked away, and continued to rummage through her diary on the bed.

Chang'an retracted his gaze and said calmly,

"My family was killed in the earthquake, and I was the only one who survived, so I became an orphan. But I'm fine now, I don't need a flood of compassion and cheap pity, and your charity-like gaze, OK? ”

Chang'an hurriedly declared, your eyes are unbearable.

"Also, the fact that I'm an orphan is not something I can choose, and it's not something that I would be ashamed of. But isn't it a bit rude for you to discuss it in front of me, and don't take your rudeness for bluntness, okay? ”

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, we didn't mean to."

Chang'an took off his shoes and went to bed, pulled open the quilt and covered his head, isolating the disturbance.

However, in the eyes of the people in the dormitory, this kind of behavior is pretending to be strong, and maybe crying in trouble.

Even Fu Mengmeng stopped crying, maybe she felt that her little family affairs were comparable to the strong Chang Anyue.

In the dark, Liu Xiyan touched Chang'an's bed and shook Chang'an, "Anyue, have you slept?" ”

Chang'an didn't move, Liu Xiyan leaned down and sobbed lowly, "I'm sorry, An Yue, I didn't mean to, I accidentally said that I showed my mouth, don't blame me, I was unintentional, really." It's all my fault, you're so good to me, I'm ......"

Chang'an pulled down the quilt, put the back of his hand on Liu Xiyan's forehead, and then brushed the messy bangs on Liu Xiyan's forehead, and said softly, "I'm fine, I don't blame you, go to sleep, I have to get up early tomorrow." ”

"You really don't blame me?"

"I don't blame you, really, go to sleep."

Watching Liu Xiyan go back to bed and fall asleep, Chang'an lay on the bed and looked at the bed board above his head, thinking about Liu Xiyan's thoughts.

"Why is she so lucky, her relatives are dead and the rich still adopt her?"

"It's worse than everyone else, but you can still laugh so happily every day?"

"She has good looks, good grades, and a good personality, so everyone likes her? Why don't people like me? ”

"Does she think she's a savior? I hate that she stands up for me and wants to help me in everything, am I bad? She never asked me if I would like her help, she was always so self-righteous! ”

"I just want people to know that she is an orphan, so that she can also experience what it is like to be sympathized, pitied, and charity, just as she did to me."

"With her, I'm always the one who is overlooked, why?"

"Every time I see Liu Yan, Liu Yan's eyes always look at her, but she never looks at me more, obviously she has spoken to me so gently before..."

………………

The apology just now is also sincere, but my heart is obviously still full of so many grievances, what I think in my heart and what I say in my mouth are completely different things, and the contradictions are complex!

Chang'an was confused, was she using the wrong way? But hasn't she been defending her? Is this wrong? The human heart is such a complex thing.

The Chang'an orphan identity incident did not spread for too long, and a few people talked about it in private, because the person concerned didn't care about it, and it spread without leaven, which made people lose interest, and it seemed mean to talk about it again.

The relationship with Liu Xiyan is still the same as before, as if she never knew what she was thinking.

Liu Xiyan finally found the diary under the bed, and breathed a long sigh of relief, although it was strange that she had searched for it many times under the bed, but she didn't see it?

Anyway, the diary found a big stone in her heart and landed on the ground, she had to keep the diary well, and she couldn't lose it again like this time.

Chang'an watched Liu Xiyan solemnly lock the diary in the wardrobe, and repeatedly checked the padlocks on the wardrobe to feel at ease, and it was the best way to keep it properly.