"When I was looking at this place from afar just now, I thought the person sitting in the audience looked like you. I didn't expect that when I got closer, it was really you." Jiang Jiayu sat next to her, uninvited. This boy was the senior who ran on the track every morning. He was from the medical department. He looked decent and had a gentle and elegant air.
"Yeah." After Ying Xiaorong nodded, she felt a cold and sharp gaze falling on her. When she turned her head to look, she found that Mu Ziyin had not looked at her at all. He was still there, playing basketball with the guy named Zhou Meng.
With an embarrassed smile, Ying Xiaorong lowered her head, thinking that she was being too sentimental. Besides, it was useless to be too sentimental. She would have to break up with Mu Ziyin as soon as she graduated from university. By that time, if he knew that she had been deceiving him all these years, she didn't know how he would feel.
She sighed in her heart, pursed her lips and remained silent.
"Isn't that your boyfriend?" Jiang Jiayu asked, pointing at Mu Zinyin on the court.
Ying Xiaorong nodded, her eyes subconsciously staying on Mu Ziyin, but when he looked up, she looked away first as if she was afraid of something, and then after a while, her eyes fell back on someone, looking at Zhou Meng, her heart was filled with frustration.
"Then why is he teaching another girl how to play?" Jiang Jiayu looked puzzled. "But, that girl is pretty."
Ying smiled and nodded, as if she didn't want to talk.
"You two broke up?"
Ying smiled and turned to look at him.
Jiang Jiayu said: "Otherwise, you won't care about him when he is like this?"
Ying Xiaorong listened and shifted her gaze to the field. At a distance that was neither too close nor too far, their eyes collided in the air. Ying Xiaorong tightened her fingers clasped at her side, but it was obvious that she was just doing it in vain, because after Mu Ziyin glanced at her, he turned his head away again. There was no fluctuation on his handsome face, and compared to the way he looked at other people, his gaze towards her was obviously much colder.
Ying Xiaorong sighed and said, "I don't know."
"Don't know? You two broke up or are you still together, don't you know?" Jiang Jiayu asked. Seeing that Ying Xiaomo really didn't want to say it, he said, "I have a drink here, do you want some?"
"I'm not thirsty, thank you."
But Jiang Jiayu forced it into her hands and said, "Take it. I've bought them all."
Ying Xiaorong had no choice but to take it.
Jiang Jiayu said, "Drink it. You've been sitting for so long, aren't you thirsty at all?"
After he said that, Ying Xiaorong felt a little thirsty, so he unscrewed the bottle cap, tilted his head back and took a few sips.
"It's quite cold today, isn't it?" Jiang Jiayu made small talk.
Ying smiled and lowered her eyes, "Not bad."
"You're wearing so little, aren't you cold?" He then went to check the temperature of her hand and frowned, "Why are your hands so cold?"
"It's okay." She dodged.
"You're wearing too little."
"But I'm not cold." Ying Xiaorong's tone began to become tough.
"Don't be mad at me, I just want to care about you." Jiang Jiayu observed her expression and apologized.
Ying Xiaoxiao said coldly: "It's okay, I'm not angry, just stop talking."
Jiang Jiayu didn't know what to say and just said "Oh" awkwardly.
And this scene, in the eyes of someone in the stadium, looked like flirting.
Mu Ziyin's expression became more and more sinister. The bottle of mineral water that Zhou Meng handed to him was crushed by his fingers.
The water spilled on the ground and flowed everywhere.
Zhou Meng was startled and asked Li Zhengyang next to her, "Zhengyang, what happened to Senior Brother? Why is he so angry?"
"It's all because of my sister-in-law..." Li Zhengyang pointed his chin in the direction of Ying Xiaowei.
Zhou Meng looked over and saw a man and a woman sitting in the audience. They were communicating calmly. Of course, the man's attitude was obviously more attentive.
"What sister-in-law? She's flirting with other men. How can she deserve to be called your sister-in-law?"
"Shut up." Mu Ziyin, with an ugly expression, suddenly yelled at her.
Zhou Meng was so scared that he subconsciously hid behind Li Zhengyang.
Mu Ziyin picked up his coat and left the stage with a gloomy face.
Ying Xiaorong saw him get out and immediately stood up.
Jiang Jiayu quickly asked: "Xiao Li, where are you going?"
Ying Xiaorong didn't answer his question and walked after Mu Ziyin.
"Ziyin." She called him from behind, her voice urgent.
Mu Ziyin paused, then turned his head, pursed his lips into a straight line, "Who is that man?"
"Haven't you seen him before? He's a senior from our department."
"What I'm asking is, what is his relationship with you?" He spoke every word with great emphasis, as if he was extremely angry.
Ying smiled and said calmly: "We have nothing to do with each other."
"It doesn't matter. Do you drink the water he gave you?"
"He insisted on giving it to me."
"You have so many excuses." Mu Ziyin laughed.
Ying Xiaorong's body froze, and he said in a low voice: "Then you still took the water Zhou Meng gave you?"
"Didn't you agree to my taking her water? Why do you care about it now? But did you ask for my permission when you took your senior brother's water?"
"It's just a bottle of water, why are you making such a fuss?"
"Is it just a bottle of water? Don't you know that you are cheating on me by doing this? Do you think I will be very happy and delighted by your doing this?"
"So what exactly do you want?" Ying Xiaorong bit her lip, not knowing how to coax him correctly.
Mu Ziyin said coldly: "Not very good!"
Seeing his angry look, Ying Xiaorong subconsciously took a step forward. Just as she was about to pull his hand, she heard a female voice behind her.
"Brother, Zhengyang said that we are all going to eat dumplings together tonight. Do you want to go?"
Ying Xiaorong's body stiffened.
A faint fragrance wafted over, and Zhou Meng had already arrived beside Mu Ziyin.
Mu Ziyin looked at her, then at Ying Weixiao, as if observing her emotions. Ying Weixiao just stood there with no expression on her face.
Mu Ziyin seemed dissatisfied with her reaction, and turned to Zhou Meng and said, "Go."
"Senior sister, why are you here too?" Zhou Meng's eyes fell on Ying Xiaorong's face, with a smug smile, "We are going to eat dumplings tonight, Senior sister, do you want to go with us?"
Ying Xiaorong raised her eyes and glanced at Mu Ziyin, she felt that it was ridiculous for her to follow him here just now. Although she knew that according to Madam Mu's instructions, she could not lose her temper at this moment, but for some reason, she seemed to be unable to hold back, pursed her lips, turned around and left.
*
In the following days, Ying Xiaorong no longer came to see Mu Ziyin. This was the first time she had behaved abnormally since he had known her.
In the past, no matter how angry he was, Ying Xiaorong would come to him with a delicious breakfast the next day.
but now…
Looking at the bare trees downstairs, Mu Ziyin's expression became increasingly gloomy.
As if he had thought of something, he ran to the runway in one breath.
Sure enough, Ying Xiaorong and Jiang Jiayu were running in the aisle, chatting with each other from time to time.
"Ying Weirong!" Mu Ziyin stood at the end of the runway with a cold expression.
Ying Xiaoxiao turned her head, wearing a light pink sports suit, looking lively and pretty.
She looked at Mu Ziyin, as if she didn't understand, and looked at him quietly.
"Come here." Mu Ziyin ordered with a cold face.
Ying Xiaorong was already accustomed to obeying, so she did not neglect him and trotted over to him.
Seeing her coming over, Mu Ziyin's face looked much better, but still looked ugly, "Didn't you say you had nothing to do with him? Why are you running together again?"
"My senior brother came to see me on his own. There's such a big place, I can't stop him, right?" In fact, she had never been kind to Jiang Jiayu, but Jiang Jiayu believed that she was a cold and aloof beauty, and he had to pester her, and she had no choice.
"Why haven't you come to see me these days?" He asked in an accusatory tone.
"Don't you want to see me?" She lowered her head.
Mu Ziyin was upset and glared at her, "When did I say I don't want to see you?"
"But you had so much fun with them."
"Who am I having so much fun with?"
"Zhou Meng and the others..."
"Didn't you allow this?" Mu Ziyin asked her back, looking at her lowered head, her red lips moving slightly, seeming a little pitiful.
Ying Xiaorong said, "If you really want to play with her, what's the point of me stopping you? If you don't want to play with her, you won't go even if I don't stop you."
After hearing this, Mu Ziyin felt a dull pain in his heart. He wanted to ask her so much: Do you care about me
If you care, why are you never angry or jealous
If you don't care, why are you so nice to him
In the end, he didn't say a word, just pursed his lips and said, "It's someone's birthday in the dormitory tonight, we are going to celebrate for him, you can come too."
"I want to go with you?" Her heart tightened, and she actually felt a little happy.
(End of this chapter)