"Well said." A pleasant male voice came from behind.
Ying Xiaorong's body froze. She knew who the person who was talking was without turning around. Unexpectedly, Mu Ziyin was right behind them.
Seeing Ying Xiaomo didn't move, Mu Ziyin walked over, put his arm around her shoulders naturally, and said, "Junior Sister Zhou Meng, in front of my girlfriend, I solemnly tell you that it is absolutely impossible for me and you to be together, because I love my girlfriend deeply, and we plan to get married as soon as we graduate."
Zhou Meng's tears immediately fell, "Brother, I really like you, no less than I like you."
"So what?" Mu Ziyin's face turned cold, and he said coldly: "I don't like you."
"Brother..."
"Don't come to play with us anymore. As you grow up, you will naturally become mature. We can't afford a woman like you who only wants to be someone else's mistress. You should play with others in the future."
"Senior brother, I really like you, how can you say that to me?" Zhou Meng felt more and more aggrieved.
Mu Ziyin snorted coldly, "If you really like me, you should keep these words in your heart and bless us sincerely, instead of sabotaging every other day and trying to gain a sense of existence in front of Xiaoxiao. You who do these things are not of the right mind.
Zhou Meng choked and cried with a flat mouth, "Senior Brother."
Mu Ziyin sneered a few times and waved his hand, "Alright, if you want to cry, find a place where no one is around and cry your heart out. Don't wipe your tears in front of me and pretend to be Lin Daiyu. I don't appreciate this. Also, we're about to graduate, so I might as well tell you something. I actually always hate the smell of your perfume. It's really bad taste, like body odor."
Ying smiled: “…”
Zhou Meng: “…”
Then he ran away crying.
Ying Xiaorong looked up at Mu Ziyin, and it was hard to describe the feeling in her heart. She was very happy, but also sad. Whoever followed such a good man in the future would be very happy, but that person would not be her...
"It's really okay to say such harsh things?" Looking at Zhou Meng running away crying, Ying Xiaorong felt very happy, so he couldn't help but look at her a few more times.
"Isn't it good?" Mu Ziyin said with a dark face.
Ying smiled and said, "Of course not, it's good, and I have good eloquence."
Mu Ziyin then laughed, "That's good enough, let's go to the movies."
Ying smiled and nodded, "Okay."
The last movie must be watched in harmony.
They were watching an old movie from 1994, The Bridges of Madison County, about a love story that was forged in four days and lasted until death and was unforgettable.
At the end, the two separated and Robert drove away. In the heavy rain, Siska pretended to be calm while sitting in the car. However, the inadvertent shaking of her hands showed her true reluctance to leave.
Ying Xiaorong cried when she saw this.
Mu Ziyin hugged her in his arms and wiped her tears gently, "Okay, don't cry, it's just a movie."
"It's not just a movie." She choked up and said something that Mu Ziyin couldn't understand, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
"Smile, what are you talking about?"
She said sorry incoherently, and the truth would come to light after tomorrow.
That night, Ying Xiaorong cried heartbrokenly. Although Mu Ziyin felt that it was not necessary for a movie, he could not comfort Ying Xiaorong. He kept watching her crying and laughing with a frown on his face, looking very worried.
Finally, Ying Xiaorong was tired of crying and fell asleep in his arms, mumbling in her sleep.
Mu Ziyin lowered his head and heard her mumbling vaguely: "Take good care of yourself in the future."
Mu Ziyin thought Ying Weixiao was particularly adorable as she cared about him even in her sleep. He carried her to the bed, brushed the hair off her cheek, and smiled gently. His heart was filled with joy.
*
The day of the farewell dinner finally arrived.
Ying Xiaorong has been sitting in the room since she woke up. She doesn't look very interested and her face looks gloomy.
Mu Ziyin put on his clothes refreshed and said with a smile: "Smile, get up quickly, today is the farewell party, everyone should be happy."
"Hmm." Ying Xiaoxiao responded, not understanding.
Mu Ziyin came over and rested his chin on her shoulder. "Don't make breakfast in the morning. What do you want to eat? I'll go out and buy it for you."
Ying Xiaoxiao slowly turned back and glanced at him, "Then... buy me a cake."
"Cake? Sure, what kind of cake do you want?"
“Durian.”
"Ah? Smile, didn't you always dislike eating durian? You always said it smelled bad."
“I like it now.”
"What?"
"I like it now." Ying Xiaorong repeated with a wooden expression.
Although Mu Ziyin was a little confused, he still didn't refuse, "Okay, you wait here, I'll go buy it, and then we'll go to school together after we finish eating."
"good."
*
That afternoon, Ying Xiaorong went to see the psychologist.
She was still sitting on the black sofa, and said calmly, "Thank you for your care during this period. Starting next week, I will not come over again."
"What's wrong? Why don't you come?"
Ying Xiaoxiao glanced at her with a complicated expression in her eyes, "Because I don't need to talk anymore. After 12 o'clock tonight, I can be myself."
The psychiatrist nodded and took the pen. "Okay, I wish you all the best. If you need me later, you can come anytime."
"Okay." Ying Xiaoxiao stood up and smiled, "Thank you, I'll go first."
The psychiatrist watched her leave, but halfway through, Ying Xiaoxiao turned back and smiled bitterly, "Actually, I want to record a video here with you, and after tomorrow, you can give it to him for me. Of course, you can tell him everything I have said to you during this period of time, and let him know all the truth."
The psychiatrist asked, “Is this an instruction?”
"Yes."
"Have you decided?"
"Yes." Ying Xiaorong nodded, smiling solemnly, "Let him know everything."
It's just that she didn't have the courage to face it, so she left the truth of the matter to others to uncover.
The psychologist finally agreed to her request, but after she left, he remained silent for a long time.
*
Night falls.
Ying Xiaorong went to the hair salon to get her hair blown out. She thought that since it was her last day, she should say goodbye beautifully so that whenever he thought of her in the future, he would think of her as a pretty figure.
She put on delicate light makeup, let her long hair hang down, and wore a black skirt, looking sexy and beautiful.
The capital is always jam-packed at night.
Ying Xiaorong was sitting in a taxi, stuck on a crowded highway.
The taxi moved forward slowly, as slow as a turtle.
Ying Xiaorong sat upright, holding a bag in her hand, waiting impatiently, but the car seemed to be parked there at no time.
There was a small TV on the back seat of the taxi, which was reporting the traffic jam. It turned out that the traffic jam tonight was because there was a car accident ahead. Ying Xiaoxiao looked carefully and found that the place where the accident happened was right ahead and very close.
The driver said, "Oh, no wonder there's a traffic jam. It turns out there was an accident ahead."
Ying Xiaoxiao asked, "Do you know what the accident was?"
"It was a pileup. Didn't the news say that? Several cars crashed into each other and many people were injured."
"Really?" Ying Xiaowei replied faintly, and glanced at the small TV on the back seat. You won't know until you see it. When you see it, your heart almost jumps into your throat.
She saw Mu Ziyin and several of his roommates standing in the crowd, like victims of a chain reaction.
Seeing this, Ying Xiaorong's limbs suddenly turned cold. She took out 100 yuan from her bag and threw it to the driver, then opened the door and jumped out.
On the congested highway, Ying Xiaorong ran as fast as she could in her high heels. When she ran slowly, she threw away her beautiful high heels, ran forward barefoot, holding up her skirt, letting the wind mess up her beautiful hair.
I was too worried to think.
*
A moment later, she appeared in front of Mu Ziyin in a disheveled state, with her long hair in a mess and her makeup a little smudged. She stood barefoot in front of Mu Ziyin, leaving him unable to react for a moment.
At this moment, Ying Xiaorong rushed forward without any image, hugged him tightly, and then said in a trembling voice: "I thought... I thought you were in a car accident..."
Mu Ziyin was intact, hugged her, and was overjoyed, "I'm fine."
"Then why is he among the injured?"
"We are not injured. The car was stuck here. We had no choice but to come down here to check the situation. We didn't expect that we would be captured on camera along with the injured people."
"I was worried to death, do you know that?" Ying Xiaorong hugged him tightly, her voice choked with sobs.
Mu Ziyin felt his shoulder wet, and when he pulled her away, he realized that she had already cried. He immediately pulled her back into his arms, feeling extremely distressed, "It's okay, it's okay... I'm fine, Xiaoxiao, don't cry, otherwise I will feel very sad too..."
Should you smile or cry? Don’t say anything, just cry.
I have finished the fourth update and I feel like I am going to fail. Tomorrow's update will be after noon. XOXO everyone!
(End of this chapter)