Taking advantage of the night, Dongfang Han went down the mountain alone. According to the address given by that person, she went outside the classroom of Class 4 of the third year of high school.
"Wow—" The sound of the door being opened was particularly clear in the silent night.
The man stood in front of the window, and the faint moonlight slowly reflected on his straight and slender body through the glass. He was still as gorgeous as ever, no matter where he stood, his body always radiated an unconcealable light.
"What can you do with me?" The cold voice sounded in the quiet classroom.
Jiang Junxi turned around slowly, the calm and handsome face, under the support of the moonlight, seemed to carry a sacred light, like the light circle on the head of the gods, illuminating the surroundings of the room, including her heart.
"Puff-pass!"
At that moment, Dongfang Han raised his hand in a panic to cover the part of her heart, and the anxiety swept through her world in an instant.
She had such a plan for a long time, even if she knew that she couldn't get rid of the man in front of her, she could at least hide it.
But how could she not know how difficult and difficult to get rid of Jiang Junxi was? He was even more ignorant and crazy than Zhang Zichu and Zhuo Lin, just like his father Jiang Jie.
It seems that the men of the Jiang family are all extremely crazy blood flowing in their bones, and they are all a bunch of out-and-out lunatics.
"You..." He looked at her and paused for a second. "Will you blame me for treating Zhang Zichu like that?"
Dongfang Han didn't seem to expect that this was what he wanted to say, so he was taken aback for a moment. But then she smiled coldly and said, "Blam you? Does it work. Do you still need me to say what kind of person you Jiang Junxi is." When she said this, her tone was unusually flat.
Perhaps because Dongfang Han's calm attitude was a little surprised, Jiang Junxi fell silent for a moment.
"Actually, it's okay for you to do this, it's still for me." Dongfang Han said, his eyes became a little confused, as if he was thinking about something, but quickly returned to the coldness of the past.
"You are really blaming me, right?" Jiang Junxi couldn't help frowning.
"Look, why do you need me to give you the answer as you are now."
Hearing this, Jiang Junxi was stunned.
At this time Dongfang Han had already walked to him, did not look at him, but turned to face the glass window, looked at the maple tree outside, and continued, "Actually, you are just like me, too stubborn. Now, and you are stubborn on a feeling that does not belong to you. After all, we are all sad and ridiculous people, always chasing a future that does not belong to us." With these words, Dongfang Han’s expression brought With a deep helplessness.
"You are right, I am stubborn, but I calmly faced my feelings. But what about you?" Jiang Junxi asked, "Dongfang Han, do you dare to say that you face your own heart calmly?"
"Heart? This kind of meaningless thing is never needed in a cruel world like ours." Dongfang Han seemed to have heard the funniest words, and looked back at the man beside him, with some faint mockery on his face: "Jiang Junxi You never understand the feelings of a person who has experienced despair. A young master like you who was born with a golden spoon will never understand the feelings of a person who once had problems with food and clothing. Even now I have What about the power of people's fear. Jiang Junxi, sometimes I really envy you." After speaking, Dongfang Han suddenly chuckled. The smile did not reach his eyes, only the corners of his mouth faintly. She looked back at the bird that happened to fly by outside the window, Jiang Junxi could fly freely just like it, and could do what she liked, and she was trapped by invisible shackles since she was born.
In this life, it is destined to never be free.