Chapter 52: What if it's a school grass 2
There was an imperceptible cold light in the eyes of the strange man.
The tone of his speech was suddenly sharp, and he spit out cold words without a trace of emotion.
"Are you sure you like people? So give up? But unlike you, I'm going to always 'like' you. I will still send you letters, send you gifts, send you to school, and send you home. I was just thinking if I should take the time to visit your parents? What do you think? Happy? Have you ever been pleasantly surprised? ”
Wen Zi had never seen a person like the person in front of him—his face did not change and he said cold-blooded and threatening words. He wasn't angry, but his whole person exuded a terrifying power. That's probably what it means to not be angry.
Wen Zi: "Big brother, don't you have to go to school?" If you want to have fun, you don't have to be looking for me. ”
Although Wen Zi was so scared that his palms were sweating, he still didn't realize the other party's true intentions, nor did he realize that the other party had reached the critical point of anger. Wen Zi saw that the other party didn't speak and said again, "Or in fact, big brother, you also like Shen Qingjia?" If that's the case, everyone will chase after each of them according to their own abilities, and we all respect her choice of whoever she chooses in the end. Isn't that the best of both worlds? Big brother, what do you think? ”
Because of excessive anger, because the client said that he would treat others the way he would be treated, because this is a civilized society, because everyone is a civilized person. He had no choice but to break his fingers by himself, and the knuckles of his fingers snapped together to make a crisp sound.
He actually wanted to beat the idiot on the other side who still didn't know what he was doing wrong.
But he could only endure it, and he decided to wake him up one more time, if he wasn't hopelessly stupid.
Otherwise, he didn't know if he would keep his agreement with him—maybe he would actually be maimed and wounded. He wasn't sure.
"I don't like Shen Qingjia again. I only like you, I only like you. ”
Wen Zi heard this sentence again, and he felt a surge in his heart, he was embarrassed enough, he couldn't be embarrassed anymore - if he vomited in front of his opponent, it would be too cowardly, and his perfect image would not allow him to indulge himself so much.
He tried his best to restrain himself, and forced down the churning foreign body feeling.
"Big brother. So what the hell are you going to do to stop pestering me? ”
"How long are you going to pester Shen Qingjia, I will pester you for as long as you want. Anyway, I'm just a little more affectionate than you, just a little bit. You know, love is sometimes so crazy, so blind. I can't do anything about it. It's nerve-wracking. Tsk~"
Wen Zi's face turned pale. This person has eaten the scales and is determined to pester him! It's just pestering him! Wen Zicai didn't believe that he really liked him! If you really like someone, where would you do this to him? He didn't even know how restless he was right now! He's malicious harm! Wen Zi, who had lost any desire to talk, was now carried away by anger again, and he yelled at the beautiful man in front of him in a rage: "You pervert! You don't really like Lao Tzu! You're just playing tricks! You, you, this is difficult for a strong man. I told you, I don't like you, I don't like you at all! I said it plainly and clearly. What are you nodding?! Now that you know, don't dwell on it, I'm fucking annoyed that you stop me from sending me things every day! Disgusting knows! It's really annoying to be pestered by someone you don't like! My good mood every day is lost because of your presence! Who do you say would like someone who makes you unhappy, no one will like it! ”
The boy in the white sweatshirt had an indifferent face the whole time, and he listened to Wen Zi's roar casually. He made sure he didn't have anything to say for the time being before he spoke slowly, "Are you finished?" If you want to cry, please poop yourself, I'm sure I won't laugh. ”