Chapter 8: Help Me Carry My School Bag (2)
I don't know how long it took for the group of girls to finally stop, leave Su Rourou and leave.
Su Rourou struggled to sit up and slowly walked out of the women's bathroom. All the way, she kept her head down, for fear of being seen with her scarred face.
At this moment, the back collar was grabbed violently, and Luo Yichen's voice sounded above her head: "Where have you been!" Do you know how long I've been looking for you?! ”
The tone was a little anxious and a little annoyed.
Su Rourou still lowered her head, didn't look at him, and didn't speak.
Luo Yichen's voice suddenly increased a few points, and he yelled at her: "Ask you!" ”
Su Rourou's head hung even lower, and Luo Yichen finally realized that something was wrong, grabbed her shoulder with one hand, and lifted her chin with the other, forcing her to raise her head.
I saw that Su Rourou's originally fair and smooth little face was swollen into a bun, and there were several red palm prints on it. The original pink and tender mouth was also broken, and blood was bubbling out......
"Who did it!?" Luo Yichen's pupils tightened suddenly, and he asked in a deep voice.
Su Rourou suddenly became angry: Who did it? He's embarrassed to ask?!
She shoved him away, crying and yelling at him, "Who else do you think could do it?" If it weren't for you, would I have become like this?! ”
Luo Yichen was stunned in place, letting her beat herself.
"It's all you! It's all you! Why do you always bully me! Su Rourou thought of the humiliation she had just suffered, and her whole person was out of control. At the moment, she just wanted to distance herself from him forever.
"I'm sorry, I didn't expect ......" Luo Yichen's lips moved, and his voice trembled slightly, "Are you okay?" ”
He stepped forward, held her face, and gently wiped the tears from her face. Looking at the scars on her face, his heart was twisted: who did it, he must teach them a hard lesson!
"You don't need to be kind!" Su Rourou didn't appreciate it, and slapped his hand away, "I just ask you to stay away from me in the future!" ”
After speaking, she sniffed, threw the schoolbag in her hand to Luo Yichen fiercely, and ran away without looking back.
Luo Yichen was left alone, standing in place.
Since then, Su Rourou has kept a distance from Luo Yichen all the time, and she doesn't want to be misunderstood about her relationship with him anymore. And Luo Yichen seems to have restrained a lot, and no longer asks her to run errands, but when he sees her, he still argues with her.
"Hey, you have short legs, and you're still in a daze here, what time do you want to go home?" Luo Yichen's voice interrupted Su Rourou's memories.
"You can go first, I didn't let you wait for me!" Su Rourou hugged the schoolbag in her hand tightly and took a step back, "Let's go back to our own homes and hug our mothers!" ”
Luo Yichen looked at her actions coldly, and turned his head unhappily: "Whatever you want!" ”
It wasn't until his figure disappeared at the end of the corridor that Su Rourou took a step with confidence and walked in the direction of the school gate.
It's been a long time since school ended, and the campus is a little empty, except for the basketball court and track and field where there are still students moving.
The originally clear sky suddenly darkened, and the dark clouds hanging overhead became lower and lower. A flock of red dragonflies flapped their transparent wings and circled around the flower-scented campus.
Like, it's going to rain...... Su Rourou looked up at the sky and quickened her pace.
As she passed the athletic field, she saw a figure that made her heart flutter. Ke Shaoze was barefoot and ran with Hou Xiaofeng on the track and field one after the other. In the stands not far away, Ren Xuehua was looking at them with a black face, looking at them for a while, and looking at the watch in his hand for a while.