"I didn't steal—" An Feiran opened his mouth, his eyes were slightly red.
He knew that as a boy, he shouldn't be so weak, but he was ashamed in front of so many people, especially when he was stared at by his crush.
"ah!"
When he got up, his pants were torn, his knees were torn, and blood was already oozing.
"Jingwan, are you okay? The skirt is stained... Really, An Feiran, don't you have eyes? You can't even walk?"
An Ruoyao, Song Jingwan's deskmate, gave An Feiran a look, and took out a tissue to wipe the skirt for her.
Coincidentally, Song Jingwan happened to be sitting next to the aisle, and the liquid splashed from the glass of soybean milk got all onto Song Jingwan's skirt.
"I… "
An Feiran was helpless, he stepped forward clumsily, "I'm sorry Jingwan, I didn't mean it, someone tripped me—"
"You said someone tripped you, where is the person? Why didn't I see it?"
Song Jingwan took a deep breath, she could hardly maintain her calm on the surface.
She has been annoying enough these days, why doesn't this man have eyes to mess with her
"Jingwan..." An Feiran couldn't believe it, disappointment flashed across his eyes, "Someone really tripped me, why can't you believe me?"
"Are you blaming me?" Song Jingwan looked at her skirt full of soy milk, feeling disgusted to death, with a mocking tone in her tone.
"No... I'm not accusing..."
"Oh, no?" Song Jingwan took a deep breath, "Since you said that someone deliberately targeted you, then you should find that person."
Although her tone was not sharp, the mockery in her eyes was unacceptable to An Feiran.
It was as if something was poking at his heart one after another.
Empty, he stood where he was, and the ridicule pouring in from all directions almost overwhelmed him.
"Hahahaha yes, whoever tripped you, you find him!"
"What's the big deal, didn't you just fall?"
"The school girl's skirt was stained by you, can you afford it?"
"Just kidding, you can't afford it, can you?"
"Hahahahaha..."
The world was spinning, An Feiran closed his eyes, his eye circles were red, and he looked at Song Jingwan stubbornly.
"I will pay for the skirt, Jingwan, are you really unwilling to believe me? I didn't mean to..."
His voice was very low, like a child who needed protection, his voice was almost choked.
Song Jingwan's eyes flickered, she wiped her skirt, avoiding An Feiran's sight.
"I've said it all, it's not that I don't believe you, it's just that we are classmates, so I can't wrong others for you, can I?" Song Jingwan sighed, "I'll go change my clothes."
For the rest, she didn't want to talk to An Feiran at all.
"Jing Wan—" An Feiran sniffed, trying to grab something.
But there was no time at all, the other party quickly moved away as if avoiding garbage, and the expression he showed in a hurry was disgusted and disgusted.
pat—
Like something broke.
The light in An Feiran's eyes dimmed little by little.
"Hahahaha, the toad wants to eat swan meat, An Feiran, do you have a crush on our Song University beauty?"
"Hahaha you deserve it for falling to death!"
These people never know how hurtful what they think of as a trivial joke is to someone else.
"ah!!!"
The boy standing on the spot with his head bowed exuded loneliness, he suddenly let out a low growl, turned his head and bumped into the person who was laughing at him.