Su Deng looked up suddenly, but saw Song Changjin still smiling kindly, casting his sunset-like gaze on her, and she actually saw a trace of treacherous withering and blazing in it.

Familiar.

"Your driver looks like he's waiting for you over there."

Seeing that she didn't react, Song Changjin took her hand and handed her the umbrella to her.

As if awakened, Su Deng immediately refused: "No need, I'll just go this way." ”

"It's already raining heavily." Song Changjin shook his head, and then sent her into the rain like pushing a boat.

Su Deng had no choice but to thank, "Then what should you do?" ”

Under the torrential rain, cars honked their horns, and pedestrians were in a hurry.

He didn't seem to hear her clearly, just stood there, tilted his head slightly, looked in the direction she was leaving, and said very cheerfully, "We'll see you again." ”

Suddenly, his voice was extremely soft, like an emotion that had been precipitated for a long time, and his thin lips were closed up and down.

“Lily.”

*

Before Jiang Zhou opened his eyes, he heard the sound of the rain outside from faintly becoming distinct, and gradually, a soothing and sad piano sound came into his ears, like a prologue to separation, retelling the real sadness in his dream just now in a kind and cruel recount.

“Say something， I'm giving up on you.

I'll be the one， if you want me to……”

It was already dark gray outside the window, and he sat up from his bed and listened quietly to the phone ringing for a moment before sliding down the answer button.

"Changjin."

Song Changjin put on his headphones and looked at the black Mushang who was gradually disappearing in the rain, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, "She went back." ”

Silence suddenly rippled like ripples in the water, and he stood a little inside, avoiding the rain.

Just when he thought the man across from him wouldn't talk back.

"Hmm."

Song Changjin raised his eyebrows playfully, "'Hmm', what is this?" ”

"Literally, I heard it."

"That's right." He put his phone in his bag, took out a cloth towel from his pocket, avoided the corner of the white flower tattoo, and wiped his slightly wet arm with the side, "Don't you want to ask me something?" ”

Jiang Zhou pinched his eyebrows and leaned back on the bed, "Shouldn't you say something to me?" ”

"Well, she is indeed as you say, very cute, simply the cutest girl I have ever met."

"I didn't say that."

"But every time we exchange letters, you write about her, and from your rich descriptions, I clearly get this information."

A trace of bitterness suddenly came to his heart, and gradually surged unscrupulously, Jiang Zhou recalled many things related to Su Deng.

"You care about her very much, why don't you just go to her?" Song Changjin said.

"I ......" the water droplets down the glass window, sometimes slowly, sometimes quickly, like some kind of unspeakable heart, "there are some things that you won't understand." ”

The rain finally wiped away, he folded the cloth towel, and a white flower was pretty on the square outside, "I don't care about this, but I know you haven't been in contact with her recently, and she's worried about you." ”

"Worried about me?"

"Yes." As if admiring enough, Song Changjin put the cloth towel in his pocket, "She looked sad, her eyebrows were wrinkled for a day, and when she endorsed it, according to my incomplete statistics, she glanced at her mobile phone twenty-three times." ”

His tone was brisk, as if he were saying something pleasant, "but still looking lovely, like an angel." ”

After a long time, another voice came from the other side, "Thank you." ”

"You're welcome." Song Changjin looked at the dark clouds rolling in the sky, and there was no rainy day with sadness, which was fresh to him.

Even, it is excitement.

It's hyperactivity.

*

Monday.

Except for the time when she needed to take the exam, Su Deng basically stayed in the library to review, Zhao Xinyi sat opposite her, holding a jar of white wind oil essence and applying it to her head, and continued to carry the review materials in her hand with red eyes.

Touching the delicate and warm paper in her hand, Su Deng couldn't help but think of Jiang Zhou's clear and gentle face in her mind, and a sigh couldn't help but overflow from her lips, and when she was about to recite another course, the person opposite suddenly whispered: "Sigh, suck it back, your good luck is gone." ”

When the words landed, Su Deng didn't even raise his eyes, and hurriedly gasped.

The two looked at each other and smiled tacitly.

The mobile phone on the table suddenly vibrate, Su Deng looked at it, her eyebrows pinched, and she motioned Zhao Xinyi to go out to pick it up by herself.

"Hey, counselor." The stars flickered in the sky, and Su Deng stood by a cluster of flower beds.

Office.

Wang Hua pinched his eyebrows and said tiredly: "Let's take a look at the message I sent you in DingTalk first." ”

The fingertips swiped, and the faint light of the screen reflected Su Deng's face in the dark night, becoming more and more shocked and solemn.

All photos.

Pictures of her with various men.

There are her and Jiang Zhou in the classroom, Zhao Yingkai knelt down at the school gate, she shook hands with Song Chen under the tree, she kicked Qi Yang in the lower abdomen in front of the hotel, and the last few were all Gu Mo, Gu Mo fed her in the cafeteria, held an umbrella for her on the campus on a wet and rainy day, and flew to hug her on the badminton court......

"Who sent you these photos?" Su Deng asked coldly, and the voice of the soft undergarment was as sharp as a needle hidden in the cotton at this moment.

"You don't care where these photos come from." Wang Hua was unmoved, and his tone was as cold as a routine machine on an assembly line, "Su Deng, this was originally your private life, I don't have a good time asking, but some classmates reported to me that your private life is chaotic, you only need to answer me one question now, are these photos real?" ”

"Yes, but these are for a reason......"

"Okay, that's it." Wang Hua straightened her back and interrupted her anxious explanation, "You don't have to tell me anything else, classmate Su Deng, I can only say that your extracurricular life is really jaw-dropping, especially in terms of interaction with the opposite sex." But I want you to be modest. As a college student, especially a female college student, you should understand how to write the word self-love. If you have such promiscuity, it is not only your own health and reputation that will be ruined, but once the matter is big, it will destroy the reputation of the entire H University. ”

In the dead and dreary night, the more he talked, the more excited he became, and finally there was even a sound of slapping the table, Su Deng was bored and slowly stopped, and the whole person stood in place, motionless.

She heard her own calm voice, "Are you done?" ”

Wang Hua was obviously stunned, and then reacted, and the anger in his chest went up to a higher level, "Do you know what consequences you will bear if you continue like this?" Once these photos leak out, it is very likely that you will be punished even if you memorize them. ”

"Especially the last boy, you should know better than me that his family background is not ordinary, you ask yourself, is a girl like you who is unclean and self-respecting, worthy of such an excellent boy?"

A slight crack finally appeared on her cold and delicate face, and Su Deng's brows furrowed, "Gu Mo? How did you meet him? ”

The questioning tone made Wang Huaxiang, who was sitting in the office, directly put the phone on the phone, "Do I still need to report my matter to you?" Alright, there's nothing to say, please remember the advice I just gave you. In addition, all the awards and evaluations of the Department of Chinese this semester will be disqualified. ”

"Toot-toot-toot-"