Enjoy...... Like me?

No, no, no, is there some misunderstanding?

Mr. Yu's gaze shifted slightly to the left, straight behind me, and then moved back slightly, landing on me, just smiling.

In an instant, a hand passed by my left ear, bringing a trace of coldness, and slammed Mr. Yu's neck, knocking him to the ground, furious.

"What about Nima, you say?"

The roar passed over me, and someone pulled Mr. Yu by the collar and beat him hard.

Mr. Yu seemed to have been waiting for this moment, and did not resist at all, the force of the person who came to pinch was extremely strong, and when his back hit the ground, he hit the ground with a muffled snort.

Mr. Yu gritted his teeth and smiled at the visitor.

The person who came still didn't let go, gritting his teeth while beating:

"Speaking of Nima! You say Nima! Say Nima! ”

By the time I reacted and went up to pull away my friend P, Mr. Yu had already fallen to the ground with a bruised face.

"What are you doing, are you crazy!" I scolded.

Friend P gasped violently and was furious: "Yes, I'm crazy!" He Yu An is not a good person. ”

"Huh, huh?" Mr. Yu propped up the ground with one hand and barely got up.

Friend P is really ruthless, completely ignoring the ruthlessness of brotherhood.

"Go, don't pay attention to this kind of person." My friend P glanced at Mr. Yu in disgust and pulled me away.

I was pulled by my friend P and didn't move.

Obviously, I was still stuck with Mr. Yu's "I like you." Or, I was stunned in the anger of my friend P, and I didn't have time to ask a—

Why?

Why is it like this? Why did Mr. Yu say that? Why is friend P here?

We used to be friends, didn't we?

"I've expressed my thoughts, and it's her own business to choose." Mr. Yu's gentle gaze was directed at me, unavoidable, and tilted his head slightly.

"I'm waiting for your answer."

"I ......," I just spoke.

Mr. Yu gently pressed his finger to his lips and signaled silence.

"Don't jump to conclusions, I want you to think about ......"

I was speechless for a moment, and I didn't know what to say. However, the answer that popped into my mind in a split second was incomparably clear.

Speaking from the bottom of my heart, I do admire people like Mr. Yu, but my intuition tells me that I don't need to think about it.

I said bluntly: "I'm sorry ......"

"See! People don't like you at all! Friend P's tone was still angry, and in addition to being angry, there was an indescribable laxity.

I let my friend P drag me away.

"So, what's the matter with you?" When he calmed down, I asked him.

Don't think about it, friend P must have known Mr. Yu's whereabouts from the housekeeper Z, and he wanted to get the person back and finish the job, but he didn't expect that I would go to find it myself.

Then, when my friend P arrived, I just bumped into the scene.

I have some suspicions that Mr. Yu did it on purpose.

Because at that time, from Mr. Yu's point of view, I should have noticed that someone was coming, but I was facing away and couldn't see it.

Why did Mr. Yu do this?

The phone vibrated in my pocket and I turned it on.

Mr. Yu said, "I'm sorry......"

I wiped the screen of my phone, and just wanted to call something back to him, my fingertips paused, not knowing what to do.

Just now, I hurt him first, but he apologized to me last.

The corners of my friend P's lips moved, as if she had something to blurt out, but she didn't say it after all.

"I'm sorry, I was impulsive."

Without asking why I was impulsive, I took a deep breath and managed to hold my emotions.

"It's too hard......" I tugged at the corners of my mouth.

When my friend P heard me say this, he spread his hands and pulled the corners of his mouth.

He knows, I know, and his actions are caused by me.

Therefore, in the heart of my friend P, I still need a clear answer.

I sighed: "I don't like anyone, so ...... Don't worry about ......."

In one sentence, distinguish between your and my feelings. I don't like anyone, including Mr. Yu, my friend P, and all the friends of the opposite sex I am close to, I have never thought about whose girlfriend or female partner I will become, at least, not for the time being.

So, don't worry......

"What are you talking about, I thought that guy Yu An was going to bully you, so I did it, don't be sentimental! Are you okay? If you're okay, I'll go back, and my club still has something to do. Friend P regained his hanging-up appearance.

Oh? Flatter yourself?

Seeing through and not poking, I believe that my friend P understands it, and it is enough.

"How can anything happen to me, let's go, let's go, I'll just go back by myself, it's safe!" I waved.

While pulling out his phone.

Mr. Yu's message was still hanging at the top, and he didn't say anything else, just the vertical bar behind the dialog box flashed and flashed, waiting for my input.

What shall I say......

Just then, another message broke in.

I clicked on it, yes, I pity the little sister.

She has already changed the manuscript and sent it in the document: "Senior sister, look at it, is this okay?" ”

I clicked on it and swiped it. Immediately found a job to do, and hurriedly hurried back to the dormitory to turn on the computer.

The official account barely maintained the rhythm of one tweet a day, and I changed the article to be sleek, plus a description picture. After I got it, I gave her one copy, and the other one was sent out directly as today's tweet.

I had an appointment with Ah Lian in advance, and no matter what kind of reward for the initial article was, it was divided equally between five and fifty, and Ah Lian accounted for 50 percent, and the platform accounted for 50 percent. Look at the quality of the article in the future, and then discuss the distribution ratio.

Ah pity this stupid child, and happily agreed, as long as there is money to be made, there is no objection.

While returning a sample tweet to Ah Lian, I also gave a link to a writing contest for the Literary Society next door.

After all, when this happens, there are a lot of competitions in the school, especially in the clubs, and the prizes are rich.

When I opened Mr. Yu's dialog box again, Mr. Yu still didn't send anything, quietly as if nothing had happened.

I took a deep breath and habitually typed, "I'm sorry. You're a good guy, really. ”

As soon as I finished playing, I suddenly smiled, because this exact same word appeared in Mr. Gu's dialog box a year ago, but the object of rejection at that time was me.

I seem to understand Mr. Gu's feelings at that time.

The fingertips still didn't stop: "I'm sorry, it's not that you're not good enough, it's my own problem, I can't help it, I force myself to accept it, I'm really sorry, and please find another better person......"

After the fight, I inexplicably remembered Mr. Gu's sentence:

If you need me, I'm always there.

Fingertips dangled over the keyboard. After all, it didn't hit.

Forget it! I can't, refuse at the same time, and give hope.

The moment I sent it out, my heart rose to my throat, and I slowly lowered it, and I fell on the bed at a loss.

At this moment, the phone shook again.

The head of the house was caught off guard——

"Friday club fraternity, be sure to come.