Chapter Seventy-One: For Whom to Cry

It was her only wish.

But just a few years later, when the darkest time in her life was gently revealed, just when she was trying to forget all this and be a person who lives only for herself from now on, the male protagonist in her fantasy seems to have really come to her side.

After a short period of simple happiness, what Yu Yingying's heart left was still boundless panic.

I heard my mother say that my father was a young man who was white and tall a long time ago.

The two of them were junior high school classmates, she was the class president, and he was just the most ordinary person in the class.

Many years later, my mother graduated from the health school, and after the introduction of the matchmaker, the two were reunited under the turn of the gears of fate.

"Fate is like that sometimes, like a joke. In our small county, we are an acquaintance after two steps, but when I graduated from junior high school and met your father again, I never met him in the county, even once. ”

Yu Yingying clearly remembers this memory-

That was when she was still pestering her father to hug all day long, and that year's Lantern Festival, the lanterns that stretched the whole street, and the little yellow dog raised by her grandfather.

She remembers the beautiful smell of her father that day, the rice balls that burst black sesame seeds in the bowl, and the smile of her mother when she was reflected in the lanterns.

"Then you like it, don't you?"

At that time, although I couldn't even speak smoothly, I had an ignorant understanding of the love and love in these TV series.

The two of them were surprised for a moment, and then looked at each other, and she clearly remembered that the young faces of the two of them were full of joy and joy.

"What are you thinking?"

Yu Yingying turned her head, but saw Song Youyan's enlarged face.

"Song Youya, why are you so close to me? I don't like women! ”

Yu Yingying's eyes flickered towards the sky, desperately retracting the mist rising in his eyes.

"Get out! I don't want you yet! ”

Song Youya pushed her, but she still didn't feel relieved, "Yu Yingying, what are you thinking?" How frightening it is to sit there motionless like a sculpture. ”

Yu Yingying finally stopped looking up at the sky at forty-five degrees, but still turned his face sideways and didn't speak.

She sniffed, praying that her voice would not appear to cry.

"Nothing."

"Are you crying?"

The prayer failed, and Song Youya twisted Yu Yingying's face.

"Why don't you touch me!" The more Yu Yingying struggled, the more ghosts there became.

"What are you crying about?"

"Who said I cried?"

"Your voice is like that, and you say you're not crying." Song Youya tried her best, and finally succeeded in twisting Yu Yingying's neck back.

Reddened eye sockets and nose, and a faint glow of water at the corners of the eyes.

"What are you not crying for?"

"I didn't, I was just blinded by the sand."

"You talk nonsense!" Song Youyan suddenly looked distressed, and hugged Yu Yingying's neck.

"Why do you think you're so dead-eyed? You just admit that you like Ren Xu Xing, what can you do? ”

"What?"

Yu Yingying was stunned, why did this matter have anything to do with Ren Xuxing again?

"Don't pretend."

"I didn't pretend, I really don't know what you're talking about."

A gust of wind blew, Yu Yingying was really blinded, and the tears that were about to burst out instantly burst the embankment.

"Isn't it? Not really, right? ”

The classmates who were watching the excitement around him instantly surrounded him.

"Yingying? What happened to you? ”

"Yes, Yingying, why did you cry so well?"

"Is there something wrong with it? Do you want me to call our homeroom teacher for you? ”

Yu Yingying was in tears, surrounded by the female classmates in the class, and was about to breathe.

For the first time, she felt that it was not a good thing for people to be too enthusiastic and enthusiastic.

"I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm really just blinded by the wind and sand......"

Before Yu Yingying could explain seriously, Sunset suddenly shouted, "Could it be that you saw the beautiful girl who brought water and towels to Ren Xuxing, and then cried sadly?" ”

“...... What the heck? ”

Hearing her say this, the classmates next to her immediately began to gossip with righteous indignation, and Yu Yingying's faint voice was masked in it, and no one heard it at all.

"That's it, I think it's because of that."

"Yingying, if you want me to say that girl is just a pure way to dress up, if you dress up, you will definitely not be worse than her!"

"That's it, Yingying, you must not feel inferior!"

Yu Yingying's eyes were glazed, and he couldn't believe his ears: "Why should I ......?"

"This Ren Xu Xing is too much, right?"

"That's right, I'm already with Yu Yingying, how can I accept water and towels from other girls so casually?"

"That's right, it's too much, this is obviously a scumbag!"

"Yingying, you listen to me, break up with him immediately, I will introduce my handsome junior high school classmate to you, and keep your ...... satisfied"

"Stop!"

"I didn't expect Ren Xuxing to be this kind of person......"

"That's right, it looks so delicate and clean, and it doesn't even have any principles."

"Stop!"

Yu Yingying was already about to be tormented by this gossip voice, but this group of people just didn't listen to her explanation.

Such a dramatic scene - she was crying when she thought about the past, but her boyfriend in the eyes of others took over the water of a strange and beautiful girl at the moment of victory......

No matter how hoarse Yu Yingying explains, they will also see it as a death to save face after being grief-stricken and indignant.

“......”

The movement here has attracted the attention of the teacher in the next class, and if it goes on like this, I am afraid that it will really provoke the teacher, and when the time comes, I will hear something that should not be heard, Yu Yingying can't wash it by jumping into the Yellow River.

"Help me."

Yu Yingying simply closed his eyes and fell into Song Youya's arms.

"Oops, I'm so dizzy, I feel like I'm suffering from a little heat stroke, and I feel out of breath with so many of you gathered around me."

Yu Yingying held her forehead, her face full of pain.

"The weather is ...... Sunstroke? ”

"Really?"

"Why don't I call the teacher for you?"

Yu Yingying hurriedly waved his hand: "No, no, I'll just rest for a while." ”

Suddenly, the voices around her disappeared, and she felt like she was shrouded in shadows.

She opened her eyes, and Ren Xu Xing, panting, stood in front of her.

"Yingying, are you alright?"

The eyes of the gossip around gathered, and Yu Yingying's head was dazed, and his hand was already on her forehead.