"Well!"
"sorry!"
The voices of the two fell at the same time, in familiar Chinese.
And with a bit of an odd accent.
Xue Xue rubbed his nose while looking up at the slender arms stretched out towards him. The expected oriental face appeared in his vision, but then, his memory seemed to explode.
Her pupils quickly contracted to the extreme and then dilated suddenly.
This reaction was not quite right but the woman didn't care, she only thought that Xue Xue was frightened.
"I'm sorry." She repeated. "Are you okay? If it's okay, what shall I... do?"
After standing up with all her strength, Xue Xue stood in front of Lin Zhu.
Lin Zhu's expression changed immediately.
Like a beast that senses danger and quickly goes on alert.
Xue Xue noticed that Lin Zhu's right hand had been inserted into the coat pocket.
But she didn't flinch, and even took a step forward.
"I'm fine."
Just as Lin Zhu was about to take out the pistol hidden in the inner layer of his coat, Xue Xue said lightly: "Is it you who has something to do? Your left hand is injured, didn't you notice it?"
Xue Xue originally thought that Peng Yunchen would find a time to ask him to go out to confirm what happened that night. Based on Xue Siyuan's understanding of men, it might even be that there were more secret temptations than straightforward inquiries.
But this time she was wrong.
Xue Xue couldn't figure out that Peng Yunchen would come to the door directly.
Fortunately, Xue Ling was at work when he came, and Yu Fengnian also invited friends out, so Xue Xue was the only one left at home.
Xue Xue, who thought it was her takeaway, pushed open the door, and the moment she saw Peng Yunchen's handsome face, which was both familiar and unfamiliar, exactly the same as the face in Xue Siyuan's memory but with different emotions in his eyes, she was inexplicably flustered.
But before he had time to think about it, Peng Yunchen interrupted Xue Xue's unformed thoughts.
"Are you free right now?"
At the end of August, when the heat is at its peak.
Even if you are wearing a vest and shorts and walking on the street with sandals, you can feel the sweat in your skin scrambling to break through the pores to breathe out after being exposed to the scorching sun for a minute.
The body is cold.
It feels very comfortable to be warmed by the sun.
So she deliberately chose the side where the sun can be basked in.
Peng Yunchen shifted his gaze a little, and he could see Xue Xue's white side face covered with a layer of fluffy golden edges covered by warm light, thick eyelashes, a straight nose, upturned mouth corners and pink lips, as if placed on glass The exquisite dolls in the window are more vivid.
He was dazed for a moment, then stopped involuntarily.
Xue Xue also paused.
She turned her head and met Peng Yunchen's eyes.
"That day… "
"it is true."
The two spoke together.
The words fell at the same time.
Perhaps it was because Peng Yunchen had already expected the answer, but there was no change in Peng Yunchen's expression. However, Xue Xue had always been good at observing the subtle emotional fluctuations of men, so naturally he did not miss the momentary tremor of the other's dark pupils.
It's not as good as being indifferent.
She thought happily in her heart, but she didn't reveal anything on her face.
The long eyelashes drooped and fell into a shadow.
"Everything is my own decision, the teacher does not need to feel guilty."
She said, her voice was very calm, but Peng Yunchen could hear the trembling and uneasiness hidden in it.
"No one is sorry for anyone. I really want to say that I should be the one who should be sorry."
"After all, I was the one to the teacher..." Xue Xue suddenly raised her eyes, and a pair of dark eyeballs hit Peng Yunchen's heart unexpectedly. "Mischievous."
Later, Peng Yunchen fled in despair.
He doesn't even know how he got home.
In his memory, except for what Xue Xue said, he has no impression of his immediate reaction and whether he said anything else.
Because Peng Yunchen realized a terrible fact.
When Xue Xue said the words "unruly", he found that his heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably.
Moreover, I didn't feel any resistance.
In Peng Yunchen's view, this is quite unbelievable.
After all, today, strictly speaking, he woke up that morning and found himself lying on the big bed in the hotel with a pair of ear clips that he had just seen on Xue Xue lying beside him. Looking forward to and appreciating.
Peng Yunchen thought he was doing well, and never had any undue thoughts about his students, but the reality slapped him brightly.
Although he didn't think it was a heartbeat, but...
"Peng Yunchen!"
The sound of the porcelain bowl falling heavily on the wooden table brought back the man's wandering thoughts.
"What's wrong?"
He asked, the dazed look reflected in Ying An'an's eyes even more.
"Didn't you hear what I was talking to you?" She accused aggrievedly: "You never listened to me in a daze before!"
At this time, Peng Yunchen usually apologized kindly.
It's not necessarily that he felt that he was wrong, it was more like a habit.
But today, he suddenly felt a little tired.
And from exhaustion breed rebellion.
Ying An'an was stunned for not getting the apology that should have appeared as expected, and then saw Peng Yunchen's lips pursed tightly without saying a word, and the anger that had finally eased up rose again.
But Ying An'an has always been almost intuitively smart in this regard.
She didn't speak to Peng Yunchen in the same tone just now, but lowered her voice, and her tone slowed down, as if muttering to herself: "I knew you thought I was annoying, and we agreed to continue to be friends after we broke up." , Peng Yunchen, you don't count your words!"
The last sentence is more like a coquettish.
In the past, this was Ying An'an's omnipotent weapon, especially against Peng Yunchen.
However, what she didn't expect was that she got unexpected feedback again.
After a moment of silence, Peng Yunchen asked back in a low voice: "Then what do you want me to do? Go complain to Long Defei for you, and let him misunderstand our relationship again?"