"Hey, I don't think this Su Yan is the kind of person who would try to have her cake and eat it too."
Cheng Xingyang spat at him
"Have you forgotten that Brother Jiang was hospitalized for alcohol poisoning last night?"
The man sighed as he thought of Brother Jiang's unprecedentedly颓废 (颓废 is a difficult word to translate directly, but it conveys a sense of listlessness, dejection, and madness) and 疯狂 (疯狂 is a difficult word to translate directly, but it conveys a sense of madness, dejection, and madness).
"I was just saying, what if there's a misunderstanding?"
Have you ever seen Brother Jiang treat any woman with such heartfelt tenderness and affection?
Besides, I've always thought Brother Jiang's judgment couldn't be that bad, could it?
The man's casual remark made Cheng Xingyang frown.
Watching Su Yan's figure completely disappear around the corner of the stairs.
Cheng Xingyang suddenly strode forward, heading towards the teaching building.
The man was taken aback.
"Hey, hey, where are you going?! Didn't you say you were going to see Brother Jiang?"
Another friend next to me said
"I guess he went to find Su Yan, right?"
Did he listen to what I just said?
"should."
#Outside Class 3, Grade 11#
Su Yan had just called out "Report!" and was about to go inside.
Then Cheng Xingyang's voice came from behind.
"Su Yan!"
She paused in her steps and turned around to look.
At this moment, the teacher and all the students in the class looked over.
Cheng Xingyang casually picked up a notebook and a pen from the table next to him.
He wrote a string of numbers on a piece of paper, tore it off, and stuffed it directly into Su Yan's arms.
The playful smile had vanished from the formed eyes, replaced by a scrutinizing look.
"His phone number."
Su Yan glanced down at the note in her hand, then a faint smile appeared on her face.
A gentle breeze blew, ruffling the hair on her shoulders.
The voice was still gentle.
"Thanks"
Cheng Xingyang nodded, said nothing, and walked back the way he came.
Su Yan turned her head, and everyone was looking at her.
Or perhaps everyone was just curious about whose number was on the slip of paper in her hand.
The teacher tapped the lectern.
"Alright, let's continue with the questions."
Su Yan returned to her seat and looked at the slip of paper in her hand, a string of messy numbers.
She held it gently.
Before her classmates could surround her with a barrage of questions after class, she had already taken her phone and walked out.
Dial the number on the slip of paper.
The phone rang for a long time but no one answered.
After waiting a while, she dialed a second number.
The second phone call also rang for a long time.
She clutched the note, her eyes lowered for a moment.
Just as I was about to put down my phone, it was finally answered.
A hoarse voice mixed with impatience
"who?"
Su Yan stood in the corner of the corridor, her voice soft.
"Jiang Ran, it's me."
After she spoke, there was no response for a long time on the other end of the phone.
Su Yan thought the other person hadn't recognized her voice.
Then obediently added a sentence
"I am Su Yan."
After a long while, the voice on the other end became hoarse.
"What's up?"
"I still have your umbrella with me, how can I return it to you?"
I couldn't detect any emotion on the other end.
"No need to return it, just throw it away if you don't want it."
Su Yan hesitated, as if she wanted to say something but then stopped herself.
“I… oh, okay.”
In the end, she obediently agreed.
She wanted to ask if she had said anything hurtful yesterday.
But judging from his tone, he didn't seem to want to talk to me.
The two fell silent.
Su Yan held her phone and spoke.
"I have nothing else to say."
A sound that was neither too loud nor too soft from the other side.
"kindness"
Su Yan held her phone and hung up.
Then he stared at his phone for a while before putting it away and walking back to class.
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