Chapter 4: A dog licker? The long road to chasing a wife?
Pei Xiangwan stood up from the table, and the table made a "creaking" sound because of her movement.
"What are you talking about? What about being driven away?"
Qiao Yanxin took out her phone, opened the school forum, clicked on the most popular discussion, played the video, and held it in front of Pei Xiangwan.
Pei Xiangwan looked at the video on her phone and found that it was a scene that had just happened. How could it be recorded so quickly... She took the phone and looked through it. The titles were more shocking than the last.
[Breaking News! School Beauty Jiang makes a comeback, Pei Xiangwan pursues her but is rejected!]
[The new owner of the dog-licking throne - Pei Xiangwan]
Pei Xiangwan bursts into tears after failing to get the love she wants
Pei Xiangwan's road to finding his wife is long, but he's destined to be single.
Pei Xiangwan hugs Jiang Shiyuan's thighs and begs her not to leave.
She scrolled through the comments below. "These comments are so mean, like, 'Chasing your wife is like going to the crematorium,' 'Dying to chase her for ten years,' 'You're destined to be single,' and all that kind of nonsense."
Pei Xiangwan threw the phone back to Qiao Yanxin. Qiao Yanxin hurried to answer her own phone and breathed a sigh of relief after receiving it.
"Huh~ Don't take your anger out on my phone. Besides, what everyone said is right. What you did to Jiang Shiyuan before...tsk tsk tsk." Qiao Yanxin shook his head and stopped talking.
Pei Xiangwan waited for a while, and seeing that she had no intention of continuing, he couldn't help but urge her, "Speak halfway. If you don't finish, your mouth will rot."
Qiao Yanxin glared at her speechlessly. "You said a lot of hurtful things before, and Jiang Shiyuan cried a lot. I don't know why she kept insisting on doing this. You've been acting like crazy since your sophomore year, and your temper is always explosive."
She handed the phone to Pei Xiangwan again. "Look, the photo of her crying was taken, and it's still there. I don't know what happened between you two, and you won't tell me when I ask."
Pei Xiangwan stared at the photo and saw Jiang Shiyuan crying like pear blossoms falling in the spring rain, and every tear reflected her endless pain.
She couldn't imagine how desperate Jiang Shiyuan must have felt when he jumped from the rooftop.
Pei Xiangwan's brows furrowed, as if someone were staring at her. She looked in that direction and saw someone staring at her fiercely, the pen in her hand trembling from the effort.
"What are you looking at? I haven't finished my sentence yet." Qiao Yanxin followed her gaze and said, "Why is Ning Xuemo staring at you with such an annoying look?"
Ning Xuemo, she would never forget the name of this damn scumbag.
Pei Xiangwan looked at him provocatively. "He really deserves it."
I complained in my heart: You scumbag, you are unlucky to have met me, remember to check your bad luck.
Their eyes met, and Pei Xiangwan was deeply displeased with Ning Xuemo's look, which revealed a strong anger.
Pei Xiangwan clenched his fists and made a gesture as if he was about to hit her. "What are you looking at? If you keep staring at me, I'll dig out your eyes."
Ning Xuemo withdrew her gaze. Her hands were holding the book on the table, which was crumpled by her. Her eyes were bloodshot and her anger was hard to conceal.
Yesterday she found herself back in college, which meant she could see Jiang Shiyuan alive. She vowed to be nice to her this time and not ignore her.
But when she was browsing the forum last night, she saw Jiang Shiyuan hugging someone and crying for someone else.
She kept repeating in her mind: Impossible! Impossible! Jiang Shiyuan could only cry for her, only for Ning Xuemo.
The future belongs to her, and the present should be hers.
Ning Xuemo's hands crumpled the book even more. The person next to her patted her in confusion, "Are you okay, Ning Xuemo?"
Ning Xuemo glared at him with bloodshot eyes, but quickly composed herself and put on a fake smile, "It's okay."
"I'm telling you something." Before she could finish her words, Pei Xiangwan pushed Qiao Yanxin's face away. "Don't talk. The teacher is here. Pay attention to the class."
Qiao Yanxin's eyes widened instantly, and her pupils were filled with unspeakable surprise.
"Don't you dislike design? Do you hate your parents making all the decisions for you? Why do you suddenly like studying?"
Pei Xiangwan leaned in close and whispered to her, "I suddenly like her."
The scumbag girl in the novel is given such a big halo, and she is also a design genius. From now on, she will all belong to me. I will crush her to death!
In a field she has never touched before, her time is limited, so she must work harder and spend more time than others. Only by becoming strong in this fictional world can she protect the girl goose.
After class, Pei Xiangwan rubbed her temples, packed her schoolbag and put it on her back. Qiao Yanxin grabbed her backpack and said, "Hey! Pei Xiangwan, where are you going? Aren't we going to karaoke today?"
Pei Xiangwan shook off the hand that was pulling at her schoolbag and said, "No, I have something to do."
Qiao Yanxin curled her lips and said, "It's boring."
Walking into this road is like walking into a tunnel, a deep green tunnel. Whenever the wind comes, it will sing "Sha-Sha-"... "Sha-Sha" and the branches will dance with it. At the end, green leaves will fall down one after another, giving them to the people who listen to its singing.
The sunlight shines down, leaving tiny stars on the road, and the girl under the shade of the tree is covered with light and shadow.
This distance is neither far nor near, but it makes Pei Xiangwan feel that she is right in front of him.
When she stood up, her dress bloomed like water. Her long black hair was tied into a bun, revealing her neck. She was looking down intently at the green leaves in her hand, and the sweet smile on her face was like a spring breeze, refreshing and happy.
This scene is so beautiful. Pei Xiangwan hopes that Jiang Shiyuan will always be carefree and no one can hurt her.
"What are you looking at, little fairy?" Pei Xiangwan walked forward with a smile.
Jiang Shiyuan raised his head when he heard the voice and said, "I didn't see anything. Don't look at me like that. My smile is weird. I'm not a fairy."
Pei Xiangwan reached out and touched Jiang Shiyuan's head. "You are a fairy."
"Be good and wait for me to go home. Let's go." She gently put her arm around Jiang Shiyuan's shoulders.
The subtle touch made Jiang Shiyuan's body tense instantly, and her hands involuntarily grabbed the hem of her skirt.
The air around them was filled with the faint scent of gardenias, and her voice was a little unclear.
"Take your hands away."
"What did you say?" Pei Xiangwan didn't hear clearly and bent down to get closer to Jiang Shiyuan.
"Say it again, say it into my ear, I didn't hear it clearly just now." Her cheek was almost touching Jiang Shiyuan's lips. In an instant, Jiang Shiyuan's face seemed to be dyed by the morning glow, and a touching blush appeared on it.
Her heart beat faster, warning her that she couldn't go on like this. Jiang Shiyuan pushed Pei Xiangwan away with her hand.
"Ouch, ouch, be gentle, I had a stiff neck this morning and it hurts." Pei Xiangwan touched his neck which was stiff due to the stiff neck.
"I'm sorry, I don't know."
Jiang Shiyuan's eyes were filled with endless self-blame. She hesitated and stretched out her hand. However, when her fingers were about to touch, her hand was frozen and hovered in the air.
Pei Xiangwan saw this and grabbed Jiang Shiyuan's wrist. "It's right here."
In an instant, the light touch of the fingers and the delicate neck like porcelain made Jiang Shiyuan's heart tremble, and shyness surged into her heart like a tide. She hurriedly withdrew her hand, bit her lips tightly, and walked forward hurriedly.
"Wait for me, don't go so fast." Pei Xiangwan caught up with Jiang Shiyuan and the two walked side by side.
Ning Xuemo stared angrily at the two people's gradually disappearing backs. The biscuit tightly held in his hand was Jiang Shiyuan's favorite.
Because of her excitement, she applied force with her fingertips, and the packaging bag made a harsh sound in her hands, as if venting her dissatisfaction.
At the same time, there was the subtle sound of biscuits being crushed, as if the anger in her heart was shattered silently.
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