Feng Zhenyang banned Zhao Yicheng? When did this happen? How come I didn't know about it? Could it be that... the things Zhao Yicheng said Feng Zhenyang did behind his back that day were referring to this? No! No matter how far he stretched his power, he wouldn't ban Zhao Yicheng!
Why did he ban Zhao Yicheng! Could it be that... Feng Zhenyang really did it for me
I suddenly felt uneasy. Perhaps I was really hurt by Zhao Yicheng. Now I dare not love anyone again, even though I would not admit it.
To avoid embarrassment, I pretended not to hear anything when I entered the room, and sat down next to Feng Zhenyang very casually, pretending that my expression and tone were no different from normal: "What are you talking about? Why are you all laughing like this? Feng Zhenyang, have you been bitten by a dog?"
"He wasn't bitten by a dog, he was shot in the heart by Cupid's arrow!" Lin Zhiquan was indeed a bastard who deserved a beating. He winked and said something sarcastic. I finally changed the subject, but he brought it back to me. I really wanted to beat him up.
But I still had a smile on my face. Facing Feng Zhenyang's gloomy, dusty face, I pretended to be nonchalant and said casually, "What's the matter, Feng Zhenyang, are you with Cao Yan? Or are you in love with Lin Zhiquan?"
"Shen Jiaying, will you die if you don't squeeze me?" Feng Zhenyang's face was unhappy. It was obvious that he didn't like people saying that he had a relationship with a certain man.
However, in order to avoid embarrassment and to clear my relationship with him, I had no choice but to sacrifice him.
So I continued to tease him, and at the same time blocked the mouth of Chen Yan who was about to speak: "Yeah, it's really fatal! I feel so sorry for being abandoned, and I'm full of sadness. Can't I tease you a little? Are you still my friend?"
That's right, Chen Yan is the woman who just spoke. When I was in high school, Chen Yan also pursued Feng Zhenyang, so she was very dissatisfied with me, a poor guy who stuck with Feng Zhenyang all day, and she did a lot of things to trick me behind my back.
However, we were all very innocent at that time. Chen Yan only tore up my papers and dumped garbage into my desk. The worst thing was that she spread rumors that I had an unusual relationship with my physical education teacher. Later, the matter was exposed and the head teacher gave me a lecture. From then on, I behaved myself.
At the time, I thought she was being too much and was so angry that I wanted to beat her to death. But after so many years, I just find it funny when I think about it.
Just like their endless gossip now, I don't like it, but I won't make enemies with anyone because of it. After all, isn't being in the entertainment industry meant for gossip? If I really took it seriously, I would have been angry to death. Feng Zhenyang naturally wouldn't take it too seriously, but he always took my provocations seriously.
So he was extremely contemptuous and merciless: "Are you sad? Ha, if you were really sad, you would be able to act like nothing happened when you saw Zhao Yicheng. Who are you teasing? Oh, Shen Jiaying, your healing ability is quite strong! I always thought you would be so sad that you would commit suicide."
"You are the one who wants to commit suicide. You can't live without a man, right? Do you think I am you?" I immediately fought back and treated the others as air, but in fact, we didn't treat them as air either.
Feng Zhenyang and I seemed to despise each other, but in fact, we were just deliberately satisfying those people's gossip hearts. If they were satisfied, they would not ask some inexplicable questions. It is always more comfortable to speak out yourself than to hear others speak out.
The two of us sang in unison, and the others had nothing to say. This was a comfortable meal because no one asked any strange questions.
After dinner, a group of people called out to sing. Feng Zhenyang sings well, and I think I sing well, but I am still a long way behind Feng Zhenyang. So he sang non-stop, dominating the microphone. In high school, Feng Zhenyang was the center of attention wherever he went, and it is still the same at class reunions now.
There seemed to be a special glow on him, especially when he was singing, and the people around him were almost eclipsed.
When I was in high school, the reason why I had a secret crush on Feng Zhenyang for a while was closely related to his singing.
Once upon a time, I blatantly told Feng Zhenyang that I liked his singing voice. Then he smiled and said, "I like my singing voice too!"
I couldn't describe the feeling in my heart. From then on, I never praised Feng Zhenyang's singing again. The feeling of being moved gradually disappeared. Maybe I'm getting older and love to reminisce. Now when I see Feng Zhenyang singing and a group of classmates in the class, I unconsciously think of those things in the past.
But no matter how well Feng Zhenyang sings, I still can't praise him anymore. I always feel something weird.
However, plans never keep up with changes. My plan was to go home after eating and drinking, but I didn’t want to get drunk with this group of people. Who knows, I might make the headlines tomorrow.
Who knew that just as I was leaving the house, a hand suddenly appeared and rested on my shoulder. I was so scared that I trembled, thinking that I had encountered a pervert. I had been harassed by perverts before, so I was more sensitive and almost screamed.
"Shen Jiaying, why are you in such a hurry to leave?" This was... Feng Zhenyang's voice. I immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and secretly thanked myself for not shouting, nor picking up my bag, or taking off my high heels to beat him up.
I turned around, pretending to be calm, and took down his hand on my shoulder and said, "Why don't you leave? Make the headlines? Don't you know that our class is full of bad people?"
Feng Zhenyang ignored what I said, with a rather strange look on his face. He looked at me for a while, with an inexplicable ambiguity in his eyes: "You heard everything, right?" (To be continued)