Chapter 21 Chapter 21 “I did something wrong and made you unhappy…

The wind was blowing hard on the Teresa Forum.

This group of young masters and young ladies who have nothing to do after eating are either showing off or gossiping all day long. The red posts on the homepage are longer than an old lady's foot bindings. They revolve around a few hot figures and hot events, and discuss everything.

But it didn't matter what he said, because Xie Zhizhi hadn't come to class for more than a week.

As soon as I entered the classroom, I noticed a seat in the back row on the right that was always abruptly sunken, making it hard not to take a second look. As I did so, I subconsciously recalled the last recorded footage of this person before he was absent.

Xie Zhizhi has an intimate date with Shen Che's current boyfriend.

At present, it seems very likely that he will die at the North Gate.

Or die in the dormitory of Area C.

In short, he doesn't look very healthy, otherwise he wouldn't have taken a vacation for more than a week.

above.

Except for the point about living an unhealthy life, which is somewhat relevant, all of them are completely contrary to the facts.

At the same time when the eight o'clock bell rang in the morning of a new week in Teresa, Xie Zhizhi was still curled up in the soft two-meter floor-to-ceiling bed and sleeping soundly.

His sleeping face is peaceful and his posture is relaxed, which can be described as serene.

The cell phone that was casually thrown on the bedside table vibrated, and then a hand slowly stretched out from the curled-up dark gray quilt, moved over lazily, picked it up, and put it into the quilt.

Apart from app push notifications, basically no one would send a message to Young Master Xie so early.

But unfortunately, Xie Zhizhi set the app push to silent mode.

So he had a rough guess as to who the message was before he could fully regain his focus. He hesitated for a long time before slowly poking his finger into the top dialog box.

[Are you still reading?]

[Kitten rubbing.gif]

It's very strange...

Xie Zhizhi rolled around on the bed. Forget about why a 5'9" alpha, who usually exudes a sense of distance, would suddenly load a soft and cute emoji like "a kitten rubbing against someone."

Just from the fact that Xie Zhizhi's text message frequency went from five a week to five a day after he was discharged from the hospital with alarm bells ringing that day, it can be seen that things have already gone in a very bad direction, and even four horses cannot pull them back even if they double the speed.

If it is some cute baby, the psychological activity at this moment may be, hey, this is so weird, what is going on?

But Xie Zhizhi is not.

He rolled over and sat up in bed, walking barefoot into the bathroom. Facing the three large mirrors, he lazily brushed back his hair, revealing his rounded forehead and a pair of dark eyes. The first thing he thought of was—

Ah, you look completely recovered.

Then I thought—

Oh, Feng Wen really wants to pick me up.

A faint smile flashed across his eyes along with the light, causing a barely perceptible ripple, and his sleepy face suddenly became lively.

There is no way, there are indeed many people who want to hook up with Xie Zhizhi.

To be more precise, there are a lot of people who want to hook up with Ryose's lead singer.

After all, Xie Zhizhi has a confirmed engagement, and few people dare to confront him openly.

But Ryose's lead singer is different. Even if he's just sitting there cosplaying as a mascot, countless aabboos will come up to him all night long and ask: "Would you please buy me a drink? Can I add your contact information? Can we go on a date?"

Although the answers he got were all no, it did show that he, whom Zhang Siyi called a little cash cow, was quite superhuman in some ways.

So he's not an emotional nerd.

He just looks very well behaved, but actually he did a lot of things that a good baby shouldn't do.

Xie Zhizhi began brushing his teeth, the electric toothbrush humming as he absentmindedly wondered when this had all started. He and Shen Che were no longer on speaking terms, and their engagement was known to everyone. How had Feng Wen, the eldest son of the Feng family, convinced him otherwise?

After thinking for a long time, Xie Zhizhi leaned over to spit out the foamy water. He looked at the person in the mirror and thought to himself, what a misfortune! If the insurance company were to judge, he would seem to be jointly liable for this matter.

There is a saying that goes, "If you live in a room with orchids for a long time, you won't smell their fragrance

As soon as Xie Zhizhi recalled the past, he couldn't help but think of the special fragrance on Alpha.

The olfactory nervous system had already adapted to the environment, and now the familiar minty and aquatic flavoring became faintly stronger.

If they hadn't had such close contact, he would never have known that the smell on Feng Wen's body and the fragrance in his room were so strong.

Wash your face.

At the same moment when the cold water splashed on his face, Xie Zhizhi finally thought calmly that the best solution would be to pretend to be dead.

This conclusion has nothing to do with subjective feelings. It is just a judgment based on the current situation. Breaking off the engagement is the first priority, and the second is to avoid giving others a handle to say unpleasant things.

He returned to the bedroom, picked up his phone, and replied belatedly and jokingly:

[^u^Do you know what the second line of the line "metaphysics" is?]

The other side responded quickly.

[? ]

What is it?

Xie Zhizhi replied:

[No dropping out]

[I can’t do it anymore, I want to drop out of school^^]

Of course, I'm just talking. It's impossible for me to drop out of school. I just want to package some subtexts that may not sound so good in a more pleasant way.

First of all, what I've been experiencing these past few days is really terrible.

And then, probably, something like, don't do this again...right?

Before the first class in the afternoon, Xie Zhizhi sat in the seat he had not sat in for a long time.

All the issued materials are neatly organized and placed in drawers according to categories, which is pleasing to the eye at a glance.

As we all know, information will not be automatically stored once it is distributed, just like games.

Xie Zhizhi was listlessly flipping through the classes he had missed in the past few days. What really crossed his mind was what expression and attitude he should use when he met Feng Wen later.

Before he could come up with plan A or plan B, he heard footsteps approaching from afar and stopped behind him. Xie Zhi subconsciously stopped turning the pages of the book. Now he could actually tell who the person was by the footsteps.

It would be too fake to pretend not to hear it, so Xie Zhizhi turned his head and blinked.

"You didn't drop out, that's great." Feng Wen looked back at him calmly, pulled out a chair, sat down, and there was a hint of smile in his voice.

Xie Zhizhi paused and said, "You're here. You're here really early."

"Yeah." Feng Wen turned his head and suddenly said, "Did I do something wrong and make you unhappy?"

The air is frozen like this.

It is difficult to judge whether the other person can chat or not. In any case, Xie Zhizhi's heart inexplicably skipped a beat.

The next person took a long time to enter the classroom. Feng Wen spoke in a calm voice, like a good student who didn't quite understand a certain step in the problem-solving ideas the teacher was explaining, and raised the question naturally and without any preparation.

"What?" Xie Zhizhi licked his lips, "Why do you ask that?"

Feng Wen supported his chin with one hand. Perhaps it was because he tilted his head slightly and the sunlight was just right, but Xie Zhizhi discovered that there was a small mole on the side of his nose tip.

Dark red.

"You arranged for early discharge." Feng Wen thought about it carefully, and his movements resembled a sigh, but upon closer inspection, it seemed he hadn't. "You don't often reply to text messages."

"Did I do something wrong to upset you? Zhizhi."

Perseverance.

Xie Zhizhi's eyes flickered slightly. His draft was completely dead in the womb. Why didn't anyone tell him how to respond in this situation so that he could get a score that would at least not be judged as poor and unscrupulous?

Affirmative sentence?

How heartless... Feng Wen always rescues him from bad situations every time he shows up. Just like the mint and water fragrance at home, he is almost used to smelling that cool scent when in danger. People shouldn't be so bad.

Negative sentence?

I was reluctant. I could have handed it over to him, but he insisted on putting a restraining collar on him personally, and there were also ambiguous and difficult to define words. It felt like everything was heading in a bad direction.

Even the question itself is wrong.

"...No, I just feel unwell." Xie Zhizhi had no choice but to say.

Trying to muddle through...

After all, the most important thing right now was to find an opportunity to force Shen Che to cancel the engagement. He had almost everything ready, and he didn't want to be a tool for some stupid marriage. If the Xie family could get back tens of billions by "sleeping" with him, why couldn't they do it by relying on his brain? What's more, the former was completely nonsense.

You should just live your life peacefully and avoid unnecessary trouble.

Feng Wen put down the hand that was supporting his chin, moved a little closer, and stared into Beta's eyes, which he thought were well concealed.

After a while, he gave an ambiguous laugh and said, "Sorry."

Facing the other person's puzzled look, he said slowly: "It bothered you, didn't it? I won't do that next time."

“…”

Feng Wen is very smart. He can easily detect emotional clues from the other person's body language.

For example, now Beta's eyes are flashing, and his lips are slightly turned down. Although his body is not tense to the point of being on alert, his posture is slightly tightened, showing a complex meaning of being defensive and guilty.

"No." Xie Zhizhi pursed his lips, "Don't say that, it's weird."

What's so strange about that? He's clearly said something even stranger, so why does he just retreat into his den and deny it after tickling someone? Feng Wen raised his eyebrows slightly and wanted to say something else, but the classroom door was pushed open first.

I caught a glimpse of the golden-haired man out of the corner of my eye, and saw Shen Che walking in slowly. The people around him sat up straight, trying to hide something, and even turned their heads back to flip through the book again.

"How strange! You're here for class."

Xie Zhizhi was stunned. If there weren't only three of them in the classroom, he would even suspect that there was someone else who had taken a long vacation like him and had just returned to school.

What the hell? The sun was rising from the west or the end of the world was coming soon. Why did Shen Che take the initiative to greet him for no reason?

"Yeah." Xie Zhizhi was very cautious.

Feng Wen glanced at Chen Che thoughtfully, leaning back in his chair without saying a word.

Shen Che didn't care about the other party's indifference at all. He walked a few steps forward and sat at the empty table. His eyes casually slid across Feng Wen's face: "I was wrong about what happened last time. I'm still looking for an opportunity to apologize to you. I wonder if you are free tonight?"

Are you crazy?

Xie Zhizhi raised his eyes and gave a mocking smile: "I'm busy."

"What about tomorrow?"

"No, and there won't be one the day after tomorrow." Xie Zhizhi closed the book with a clear attitude.

"Okay." Shen Che shrugged helplessly, "Then this weekend is the old man's birthday party. He specifically said he wanted to see you. Will you come?"

Xie Zhizhi was so stunned that he almost forgot about it if Shen Che hadn't told him.

After a few seconds of silence, he said, "I'll go."

"I'll pick you up then."

"No……"

Shen Che interrupted him: “That’s what the old man told us to do. The original words were that either we both come together, or I stand outside.”

"Then why don't you just stand outside?" It's not him who should stand.

"Don't say that." Shen Che smiled. "If I can't get in, I will definitely not let you in, otherwise I will lose face."

“…”

"May I?"

Can you say no? It's really hard to guess what a rabid dog is thinking. You have no idea when it will suddenly attack, or how widespread the damage will be.

Xie Zhizhi replied with a bit of annoyance: "I know."

Only then did Shen Che squeeze out a single syllable from his nose with satisfaction, and turned his gaze to the other person present: "Brother, I don't care, you do it yourself." Shi Shiran stood up and returned to his seat.

Feng Wen stared at Shen Che's back quietly, his cell phone vibrating in his pocket. He took it out, took a look, and walked out through the back door.

Ding Yizhou huddled at the door like a quail, not daring to go in. Feng Wen couldn't help but snort and laughed, and dragged him all the way to the rooftop.

"What's going on?" Ding Yizhou looked at him speechlessly.

Feng Wen leaned back on his elbows, his back against the railing, and said nonchalantly, "Congratulations! You were right. He really is avoiding me."

Ding Yizhou couldn't help but said: "Hahahahahahahahahahaha, I admit defeat. Then you have to transfer two thousand yuan to me."

virtue.

drop--

Looking at the transfer, Ding Yizhou patted Feng Wen on the shoulder and said fearlessly:

"Fengfeng, have a heart-to-heart with my buddies. Are you a M? Why don't you just flirt with people who are easy to flirt with? Why do you have to make it difficult for yourself when you have nothing better to do?"