On Thursday morning, the sun had just risen, and the brilliant morning light shone on Lin Jiayin.
Sitting on the back seat of the bicycle as usual, hugging Shen Zhan's waist, with his forehead resting on his back.
There is the whistling wind in my ears.
"Hurry up, we're going to be late." Lin Jiayin poked her head out of his waist.
"Blame me?" Shen Zhan asked.
Lin Jiayin sighed softly, "Blame me."
"What if I'm late?" Shen Zhan asked.
"It's not too bad," Lin Jiayin tightly wrapped her arms around his waist, "I just punished him."
Shen Zhan asked her, "Are you still in bed tomorrow?"
"Not bad..." Lin Jiayin murmured softly.
Shen Zhan smiled and stepped on the pedal faster.
Fortunately, there were still 3 minutes before class, and Shen Zhan sent her to the door of the dance room smoothly.
"I'll come to the lab to see you after class," Lin Jiayin said.
Shen Zhan handed her the bag on his shoulder: "If you want to eat something, go directly after class, send me a WeChat message, and I will come to you."
"Okay." Lin Jiayin took the bag and ran to the dance room.
Shen Zhan couldn't help smiling when he saw her running around clutching her bag.
The morning is full of skill classes.
Wang Yizhen called her to the office during recess.
"The indicator is down," Wang Yizhen tapped the document on the table with her fingertips, "You are in the primary election in the courtyard, and the other two are from the ballet class."
Lin Jiayin blinked.
"Don't want to go?" Wang Yizhen raised her eyebrows.
Lin Jiayin shook her head, "No."
"If you want to go, prepare well, and the assessment will be next week at the latest." Wang Yizhen said.
Lin Jiayin nodded, and when she walked out of the office, she thought about having lunch with Shen Zhan.
Three months, isn't that long
Not long, Lin Jiayin comforted herself.
But it was still a long time, she counted on her fingers, she would not see Shen Zhan for 90 days.
But after three months, we can be together again.
Compared with worrying about gains and losses last semester, Lin Jiayin has more confidence in this relationship.
She took out the necklace from the collar, gently stroked the S&L engraved on the back of the little sun pendant with her thumb, and smiled with a curved lip.
Lin Jiayin loves to dance, and every time she goes to class, she feels that the time flies by.
But today is very long, she kept staring at the clock hanging on the wall, and was criticized by the teacher by name.
Finally, when get out of class was over, Lin Jiayin was the first to rush to the locker room to change, and then ran outside the school.
Sending WeChat messages while running, the second small fry shop outside Xiyimen is waiting for you, what do you want to eat
When Lin Jiayin ran to the west gate and was still about ten meters away, she stopped, and there were crowded people in front of her.
The two girls walking in front of her also stopped.
"What the hell? What's going on in front?"
"There's something wrong with blocking the door like this. I just happened to go out for dinner after class."
"Let me see... someone died?"
"what?"
"Isn't that a wreath?"
"Wreaths??? Go and have a look."
…
She tiptoed to look around, only to see a mass of black heads, and heard a group of people arguing loudly.
Lin Jiayin is not a person who likes to join in the fun, but somehow she followed the crowd and walked past.
The entrance to West Gate 1 was blocked by a dozen or so people, not blocked, but surrounded by students they attracted to stop and watch.
There are three floors inside and three floors outside, and the surrounding is watertight.
The students took out their mobile phones to take pictures one after another, and while taking pictures, they turned their heads to discuss with their peers.
Everyone seemed to have never seen such a battle that would only appear at the entrance of the hospital.
The wreaths, spirit plaques, and even the coffin were carried, and a dozen people sat on the ground, no matter how hard the security guards tried to drive them away, they looked like hooligans.
The scene was once chaotic.
"Let me tell you! You are a school riot! A school riot! Breaking the law!" The security uncle seemed to be extremely angry, his face turned red.
The security guard behind him was using the walkie-talkie to inform the captain of the security team, and the security guard standing next to him was calling the leader.
Several security guards who came to make inquiries squeezed in from the onlookers. Seeing this scene, they were all taken aback at the same time.
This is Huaqing University, the number one university in China.
How bad the impact is.
"I called the police!" The security uncle yelled at them.
"You report it! You report it!" The woman sitting on the ground cried and slapped her hands on the ground, "I never thought of being afraid of you when I sat here today. It doesn't matter if I live or not! I want justice for my son !"
"Elder Sister has something to say, it's not good for anyone to make a fuss like this." Another security guard tried to help her up, but was slapped away by Li Xiuqiong, "Speak well? Talking well is useless in this society!"
Several security guards did not know what to do and took compulsory measures.
People sitting on the ground stood up at the same time and competed with the security guards for wreaths.
Arguments, cries, discussions.
The scene fell into chaos.
Lin Jiayin didn't squeeze in, she frowned, it was so noisy that she couldn't hear what she was shouting.
After thinking about it, he sent a wechat to Shen Zhan.
- Xiyimen can't get out now
- let's eat at the main entrance
- I'm coming for you!
After sending the WeChat message, Lin Jiayin turned around and walked back.
Suddenly there was a piercing electric current.
Lin Jiayin turned her head subconsciously.
"My name is Lee-Soo-Joan-"
"The dead Zhao Ye is my son! My son—"
With a bang, the phone slipped from his hand and hit the ground.
There was buzzing in the ears, and the woman's shouting voice was infinitely amplified, amplified, and a hole was dug in the heart for air leakage.
"Student, you dropped your phone." Someone reminded.
Lin Jiayin felt that she was in a trance, everything she saw was blurred, and the sounds around her were also indistinct.
The broken scream that roared from the throat from the horn continued with the current.
"A man named Shen Zhan in your school killed my son!"
"My son is dead, and what about him? He's in Huaqing University! Huaqing University! If there's nothing wrong with it, continue to study in a prestigious school!"
"His father, the boss of the technology group, has money and power, and ordinary people like us can't fight at all. I really can't help it, I can't help it."
"Quick! Grab the horn!" The security guard rushed over.
Li Xiuqiong yelled at the loudspeaker desperately, "It's Shen Zhan from your school, he killed—"
The horn hit the ground, rolled a few times, and rolled towards the road.
It was run over by a speeding car, and it was in pieces.
…
"Student? You dropped your phone." The man shouted again.
Lin Jiayin came back to look at him.
The man smiled shyly at her, and just when he thought she would thank her or bend down to pick up the phone, the person in front of him flew out like an arrow.
"Please let me out, let me out." Lin Jiayin squeezed inside while wiping her tears.
Shen Zhan didn't turn his back on him.
Her Shen Zhan would never refuse to save him.
Everything was just an accident.
It's just an accident.
It was Zhao Ye's own fault, not Shen Zhan's.
Why are they doing this
Why did you treat Shen Zhan like this
Lin Jiayin didn't know, her brain was empty, her feet seemed to be stepping on cotton, she was limp and had no strength, and she ran forward regardless. .
unreal.
It seems to be a false world.
"Shen Zhan? Is that Shen Zhan from the School of Electronics?"
"It should be, he is the only one in our school called Shen Zhan."
"Is it true or not, did you kill someone?"
"Who knows, judging by the situation, it seems real."
"No wonder he usually looks cold."
"..."
Lin Jiayin stood in the middle and slowly looked around in a circle.
Their eyes are watching and their mouths are moving.
The word Shen Zhan kept coming out of his mouth.
They are sighing with emotion.
It's terrible.
It turned out to be this kind of person.
Why don't you go to jail for killing someone
Is it true or not
The bloody smell from biting his lip spread in his mouth.
"It's not like this! It's not like this!" Lin Jiayin clenched her fists and shouted at them with red eyes, "It's not like that at all!"
"Student, please don't make trouble!" The security guard came to hold her back.
Lin Jiayin shook off the guard's hand, "Shen Zhan didn't kill Zhao Ye, it was just an accident! An accident!"
"Who is this?"
"do not know."
"It seems to be Shen Zhan's girlfriend."
"Girlfriend? She seems to know about it."
"I heard that her brain is not working well."
"I've also heard that it's her if the connector is on the head, right?"
"Yeah, hahahaha, you killed me laughing."
"It's none of my business if it's fake or not, let's go and eat."
"Trust me, this matter will be suppressed soon. Shen Zhan's family is very rich."
"Hey, today's society."
"Hey what, let's go, go to eat, there are classes in the afternoon."
Standing among the crowd of onlookers, the dazzling sunlight surrounded her, as if she was separated from them by a wall.
They didn't seem to hear what she said, they were still discussing, and they kept talking about Shen Zhan.
Lin Jiayin's clenched fists loosened, her fingers felt cold and a little stiff, in fact, not only her arms, but her whole body was shivering.
Only Shen Zhan was in his mind, and there were many images of him smoking a cigarette and looking lonely and sad.
Lin Jiayin didn't know what to do, she stood helplessly, her throat was astringent.
The security guards came over to pull people forcibly, and it was the first time in Lin Jiayin's life that he knocked off someone's hand so vigorously.
"You student, don't you think it's not messy enough!" the security guard roared.
Lin Jiayin didn't speak, she didn't know what she was going to say, and fell into a panic and fearful mood.
Afraid that Shen Zhan would see this scene, what would he think? How sad will it be
Facing the dark crowd, Lin Jiayin just stood there in a daze, until a person stripped the crowd and came over.
"Little Sun," she heard Shen Zhan's voice, "Little Sun, don't be afraid, I'm here."
Lin Jiayin burst into tears.
Shen Zhan walked over, pressed her head against her chest, patted her back lightly to comfort her, "It's okay, I'm fine."
While comforting Lin Jiayin, Shen Zhan actually didn't know what kind of mood he was in at this moment. His brain, which had always been running at high speed, suddenly stopped, and it was as messy as a ball of hairballs, which could not be untied, and he was not in the mood to think.
Gently patted Lin Jiayin on the back, showing everything around her as if it were empty.
Li Xiuqiong kept insulting him and wanted to come over and beat him, but was stopped by the security guards, and other people also argued with the security guards and shoved him.
The shackles on his shoulders became as heavy as a mountain at this moment, Shen Zhan couldn't breathe, so he took a deep breath.
Zhao Ye's matter is like a knot that can never be untied.
But he doesn't want to think about it now, only how to comfort the little sun is left.
Shen Zhan took Lin Jiayin's hand and walked out, emotionally said to the onlookers: "Please let me go."
"Don't you fucking think about leaving today!" The man who claimed to be Uncle Zhao Ye came over, and instead of holding Shen Zhan, he held Lin Jiayin's arm.
The originally calm mood was disturbed by this action.
Those repressed grievances in the depths of his heart, and the unpleasant anger accumulated little by little in the past two years, all burst out at this moment.
Shen Zhan didn't want to do anything, it would only make the matter worse.
But he couldn't help it anymore, and punched the man in the face.
With a punch without warning, the man almost lost his footing. He screamed in pain, touched his nose, and walked over when he saw the blood on his hand, "Fuck!"
"Hold-hold! Hold fast!" The security guard obviously didn't encounter such a difficult situation, and rushed to hug the person.
The man was pinned to the ground by security.
Shen Zhan glanced at him, turned around and led Lin Jiayin to walk forward again.
The voice could no longer be described as cold, "Rang Rang."
Quarrels and uproar are left behind.
Shen Zhan dragged her straight along the street, there were fewer and fewer people, and Lin Jiayin was still sobbing.
"Little Sun." Shen Zhan stopped when he was approaching the bus platform.
"Yeah." Lin Jiayin wiped away her tears, her shoulders trembled slightly, and she lowered her head to stare at the grass protruding from the cracks in the stone bricks under her feet.
"Stop crying." Shen Zhan said.
These words were like pressing the switch, and Lin Jiayin changed from choking with restraint to sobbing aloud.
"I said I won't cry." Shen Zhan held her shoulders and turned her to face him.
Lin Jiayin took a deep breath and shrugged her shoulders, "Okay, okay."
"Are you hungry?" Shen Zhan asked.
Lin Jiayin shook her head.
"What do you want to eat?" Shen Zhan looked around, looking for a place to eat.
Lin Jiayin didn't speak, and kept staring at the grass under her feet.
"Can we go across?" Shen Zhan looked over.
Lin Jiayin nodded without looking at it.
"Look up." Shen Zhan frowned.
Lin Jiayin didn't move.
Shen Zhan sighed, put his hand on her chin, and lifted it up gently.
"Shen, Shen Zhan." Lin Jiayin cried.
Shen Zhan looked at her.
Lin Jiayin's tears kept flowing out, and she rubbed her eyes vigorously with the back of her hand, the more she rubbed, the more tears flowed.
"Look at me." Shen Zhan said.
Lin Jiayin raised her eyelids, her pupils were wet, there were two traces of tears on her cheeks, her brows were red from crying, and it made his heart ache as if someone had pinched him.
"Don't cry over this matter in the future." Shen Zhan said.
Lin Jiayin bit her lower lip tightly.
"I didn't feel well at first, you're crying like this..." He paused, then continued, "I'm a little out of breath."