It was night, and a light rain fell outside. The muggy air carried a faint smell of dust.
Ever since Rong Shang slapped An Chen that evening, she noticed that the boy's gaze towards her was always more intense than before, whether they were eating or watching TV.
But this was downstairs from the Xia family's house, and Xia Yan's parents were right beside her, so Mu Jin couldn't say anything.
Around 7 or 8 o'clock, Rong Shang went upstairs to take a shower.
At first, the sound of the shower running in the bathroom was so loud that Rong Shang didn't hear any noise outside. But when she came out of the bathroom after taking a shower...
Pushing open the door, the boy's figure came into view.
He had changed into dark-colored loungewear and was holding a white bath towel. He was now sitting on her bed waiting.
As soon as Rong Shang came out, her wet hair dripping a few drops of water onto the ground, he immediately came to greet her with a bath towel.
When did you arrive?
She didn't even know.
Rong Shang raised an eyebrow and looked at him.
The next second, her vision went dark, and Mu Jin walked over. He stood in front of her and started drying her hair with a towel.
"I haven't been here long."
The boy's voice was indifferent, revealing no emotion.
Rong Shang said "Oh," and then walked towards the bedside, seemingly refusing his offer to help her dry her hair.
Because when Mu Jin followed, she had already picked up the hair dryer and plugged it in.
A moment later, the sound of a hairdryer whirring filled the room. Mu Jin lowered his eyes, and after a few seconds of silence, he reached out and snatched the hairdryer from her hand.
"sit down."
The boy's deep voice carried an air of unquestionable authority. As soon as Rong Shang heard him speak, he pressed down on her shoulder, and she could only sit down on the edge of the bed.
As his warm hand ran through her damp hair, Rong Shang heard him ask, "You like me, don't you?"
Unable to contain her overwhelming joy any longer, Mu Jin lowered her eyes and slightly raised the corners of her lips.
He was drying her hair, his burning gaze never leaving her for a moment.
"Didn't you not believe it?"
She glanced at him briefly, then picked up her phone and casually flipped through it.
At that moment, the warm light shone down, and the boy raised an eyebrow, his joy barely concealed in his delicate features.
He smiled without saying anything, and did not deny what she said.
Because that's just how it is.
If he hadn't seen her hit An Chen with his own eyes, he really wouldn't have believed that she would break up with him.
For over a year, Mu Jin dropped out of school and went to Beixing High School, during which time he experienced countless disappointments and frustrations.
Sometimes, halfway through a class, he would suddenly wonder if she and An Chen had eaten together, if they had held hands, if they had kissed...
Whenever he thought about these things, he couldn't control his urge to kill An Chen.
With a sudden darkening in her eyes, Mu Jin abruptly turned off the hairdryer, and the room fell silent instantly.
Puzzled, Rong Chang raised her head.
The next second, a shadow fell on his face, and in just two or three seconds, the boy had already kissed him.
His menacing demeanor made it seem as if he intended to tear her apart and devour her.
Rong Shang couldn't refuse, so she could only tilt her head back and let his tongue invade her mouth, conquering and teasing her oral cavity at will.
The passionate kiss lasted for several seconds, and when it ended, the boy lingered, kissing her smooth cheek again.
"You said you would definitely break up with An Chen."
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