He finally had to face a reality: So, He Xiaojie can cry too! It turned out that He Xiaojie was really a woman!
He stopped in front of her, knelt down and stretched out his hand to pat her gently on the shoulder: "Hey, He Xiaojie, don't cry... I'm sorry for you, can't you?"
However, He Xiaojie didn't seem to hear it, she didn't even raise her head, and continued to sob softly.
Women are trouble! Hou Xiaofeng cursed in his heart, and scratched his hair irritably: "What a big deal, can I hit you a few times? Hit until you relieve your anger..."
As soon as the words fell, a torrential rain of fists landed on his chest, hitting him so hard that he almost spat out a mouthful of old blood...
He Xiaojie used all her strength to beat his strong chest...
Hou Xiaofeng was beaten back again and again, and was finally forced into a corner with no way to retreat, so he could only close his eyes and accept his fate to endure He Xiaojie's crazy "revenge"...
He wants to cry but has no tears: Is it still too late to take back what I just said...
When the group broke up that night, as the "initiator" of this friendship, Su Rourou originally planned to say goodbye to everyone. But Luo Yichen pulled her suddenly, and without saying a word, he tightly held her hand and walked out.
Su Rourou had no choice but to trot along with his pace, while turning her head and waving to everyone. I don't know if it's her illusion, but everyone's interest is not very high, and everyone seems to be preoccupied.
After walking out of the building where the KTV was located, Luo Yichen's footsteps gradually slowed down. But from his silent profile and tightly pursed lips, Su Rourou vaguely felt that something was wrong with him tonight.
In fact, ever since He Yanzhi admitted that the person he likes was there when he played Truth or Dare, his face has been gloomy and solemn, as if the whole world owes him.
Su Rourou tilted her head and thought for a while, and finally realized it! Even someone as stupid as her guessed that the person He Yanzhi likes is Luo Yichen.
What's more, it was Luo Yichen who told her about the big bl in the first place. So, Luo Yichen should have guessed it too...
It must be so sour to be confessed indirectly by a big man in front of so many people!
Thinking of this, Su Rourou stretched out her hand, actively hugged his waist, raised her small face to look at him and said softly: "It's a good thing that someone likes it! This is the embodiment of personal charm and value."
Unexpectedly, being comforted by her like this, Luo Yichen's complexion became even uglier, and his jaw tensed up. Especially the gaze that looked at her was unusually sharp, as if it wanted to penetrate her whole body.
His voice sounded like he was squeezed out of his teeth bit by bit: "Really? You really think so?"
"Yeah!" Su Rourou looked at him with sincere eyes, nodded vigorously, and then leaned her head on his shoulder, "We can't stop others from liking us. But as long as I know that the person you like is me, the person I like It's you, that's enough."
Luo Yichen's gloomy face softened a lot because of what she said, and he continued to walk forward with his arms around her gently.