On Monday morning, Huang Xinglong returned to the University of Economics and Business refreshed. He wanted to meet Yang Yuru and see how she reacted. When he was about to arrive at the girls' dormitory building, Huang Xinglong's legs were a little fluttering, and he was a little timid in his heart, so he hurriedly stopped.

It's breakfast time, and someone from the girls' dormitory building has come out, one, two, three...... Soon a sizable team was formed. Huang Xinglong hid behind a big locust tree, staring at a pair of thief eyes, looking for Yang Yuru's figure.

The last person to come out of the girls' dormitory building was Dong Xiaolan, who was 1.72 meters tall. Dong Xiaolan and Yang Yuwan are in the same class and sleep in the same class, and their actions are synchronized, if it weren't for the big difference in figure, they would definitely wear a pair of pants. Huang Dalong hurriedly caught up:

"Dong Xiaolan, why did you come out? What about Yang Yuru? ”

"Cut! It's quite idle. Yang Yuwan was sick and didn't get up for a day. ”

Dong Xiaolan has always looked down on the self-righteous Huang Xinglong, never likes to talk to him, and does not speculate for more than half a sentence.

"Yang Yuru is sick?" Huang Xinglong was startled, and immediately thought of the incident the night before. Could it be that he was drunk and immoral and destroyed Yang Yuru? He shivered excitedly, and he couldn't care much more, so he pulled out his legs and ran towards the girls' dormitory building. Just ran a few steps, suddenly saw Li Xiangnan, and immediately stopped.

At the University of Economics and Business, Huang Xinglong has always regarded himself as the boss, but he does not dare to despise Li Xiangnan. At this time, Li Xiangnan walked quickly into the girls' dormitory building, he was like a rooster who had lost a battle, and he was not allowed to give up his territory.

Huang Xinglong didn't see Yang Yuru for three days, and he was very worried. While having dinner, Huang Xinglong received a note:

"Meet at eight o'clock in the middle of the street. Yang Yuru. ”

Huang Xinglong shuddered, and his blood surged straight to his head.

The street garden is outside the east gate of the University of Economics and Business. There are many people in the garden, from elderly people chatting in the shade, children laughing and playing, and couples strolling among the green trees.

Huang Xinglong arrived at the street garden five minutes early. Then Yang Yuru also came. Yang Yuru didn't say anything, and handed Huang Xinglong a photo casually.

Huang Xinglong took the photo and looked carefully, it turned out to be a pair of women's underwear, and there were spots of dirt on the underwear.

"This, whose is this?" Huang Xinglong's expression changed suddenly.

"It's mine, and it's yours."

"What do you mean?"

"The panties are mine, the dirty stuff is yours."

"The dirty thing is mine?" Huang Xinglong was shocked.

"Not bad!" Yang Yuwan's eyes flashed with cold light, and her words were full of murderous aura, "Huang Xinglong, you're tired of being crooked, aren't you?" first secretly took photos of me and Li Xiangnan, then blackmailed me in every possible way, and finally tricked me into committing violence at home. This picture is proof of your guilt! ”

Yang Yuru's cold gaze and cold words, as well as the photo that flew out of thin air, made Huang Xinglong breathless for a long time.

Huang Xinglong suspected that he was dreaming, having nightmares. He scratched his head, touched his nose, and rubbed his eyes.

"Huang Xinglong, stop dreaming. All you hold in your hand are a few photos of men and women in love, and what I keep is evidence of your crime. If you come to trouble me and Li Xiangnan again, I will release your incriminating evidence to the school and the police, and we will break the net! ”

Huang Xinglong gasped and kept swearing. He knew that everything was irretrievable. Now the handle is in the hands of others, and there are all the human and material evidence, and all justifications are in vain.

"Yang Yuru, can you answer me a question?" Huang Xinglong's voice was a little tragic.

"Say."

"The panties in the photo, are you wearing them with you or are they backed up in advance?"

"Does it make a difference?"

"It makes no difference to me, it's different to you."

"What do you want?"

"I ......" Huang Xinglong was speechless, not knowing how to answer.

"Don't dream Huang Xinglong, I, Yang Yuru, will never take off my clothes in front of you, whether you are dead or alive."

"Understood, thank you for your candor."

After a period of silence, Yang Yuru asked Huang Dalong, "What else do you have to say?" This was our last date. ”

Huang Xinglong let out a heavy and helpless sigh:

"Let's go, Yang Yuru, I'm tired, I won't provoke you anymore. In the future, we will not interfere with the river water, and we will go to one side of the road to the sky. I don't expect you to destroy the evidence of my alleged crime, but those photos of yours, including the plates, will be returned. ”

Looking at the decadent and depressed Huang Xinglong, Yang Yuru felt that something was pricked in her heart. She has never hurt others, never embarrassed others, and treating Huang Xinglong like this today is also a last resort. She knew Huang Xinglong's temperament, and if he didn't take decisive measures, he wouldn't stop. Once he has to get to the point of going crazy, the damage caused to each other will be deeper, bigger and more painful. As in combat, a long pain is better than a short pain, and it is better to cut off one of its ten fingers than to hurt it. Thinking of this, Yang Yuru was much more relaxed. She glanced at Huang Xinglong, who looked lonely, patted the leaves and petals that fell on her shoulders, and turned to leave.

Huang Xinglong did not break his promise. After a painful and unforgettable struggle, I finally let go. But eleven years later, the heavy encounter between him and Yang Yuru was brought up again, and he fell into an even more embarrassing dispute. This is a later story, and the reader will know by then.

Yang Yuru fought a beautiful counterattack and got rid of Huang Xinglong once and for all. She regained her vitality and returned to the classroom with ease, back to Li Xiangnan's side. After this toss, she cherished the love from Li Xiangnan even more. She vowed: No one or any force will want to separate her from Li Xiangnan; No one or any force should try to snatch Li Xiangnan away. Although we can't make our relationship public at the moment, it's enough to love each other and love each other. Since then, she and Li Xiangnan have been immersed in a sweet and dreamlike two-person world.

Time flies, and more than half a year has passed in a blink of an eye.

After entering their senior year, students are excited about the end of their college life on the one hand, and on the other hand, they are worried about the society they are about to step into. Although the students of the University of Economics and Business do not have to worry about finding employment, they are divided into institutions and grass-roots units, between the province and other provinces, and between large cities and small and medium-sized cities. Especially those students from remote areas are more eager to stay in the big city and be able to change their situation and destiny. Yang Yuru doesn't pay attention to these, in her subconscious, as long as she can be with Li Xiangnan, even if she is assigned to the deep mountains and old forests, she will not frown.

Just when Yang Yuru poured all her heart and soul into Li Xiangnan, a very bizarre thing happened at the University of Economics and Business. One night, roommate Dong Xiaolan said to Yang Yuru, "Be careful, someone is spying on you and Li Xiangnan." At first, Yang Yuru didn't care, but soon found that there was indeed an extra shadow behind her. The shadow is not Huang Xinglong, but it is more terrifying than Huang Xinglong. After further observation, Yang Yuru finally figured out that the target of the erratic shadow was not her, but Li Xiangnan.

The girl chasing Li Xiangnan is called Fang Qiuyan. Fang Qiuyan is in good shape, but her facial features are mediocre, and there are a few freckles on her yellow skin that can't be covered by fat powder. Such a girl dares to snatch the boyfriend of the school girl Yang Yuru, is she brain-dead? Did you take the wrong medicine?

In fact, Fang Qiuyan was neither brain-dead, nor did she take the wrong medicine. She's smart, she's good at judging the situation, and she has advantages that other girls don't have. From her freshman year to her senior year, she has always been inconspicuous, and her appearance is not surprising, so it is difficult to attract the attention of boys. Huang Xinglong said that compared with Yang Yuru, Fang Qiuyan was thrown out of at least three streets. But if Huang Xinglong knew the secret that Fang Qiuyan deliberately hidden, he might regret not getting in touch with her as soon as possible.

A handsome and talented boy will become a male god in the hearts of girls. The male god in Yang Yuru's heart is Li Xiangnan, and the male god in Fang Qiuyan's heart is also Li Xiangnan. The difference is that Yang Yuru caught the male god early, while Fang Qiuyan didn't make a move until the last moment, and shook the mountains on the spot as soon as she made a move. Since the male god in the hearts of the two girls is the same person, a war for the male god will inevitably break out.

Judging from the battlefield situation, Yang Yuru undoubtedly has an advantage. Her beauty, the relationship she and Li Xiangnan have established for more than three years, is not afraid of anyone snatching love. But after a battle, to be precise, this battle has just begun, and Yang Yuru found that she had no chance of winning.