Chapter 315 Hazy Night
But Du Bingqian helped them get a seat in the front row, so they could see his shiny leather shoes without looking up. Su Jiaojiao glanced at him and then lowered her head, staring at her desk.
Lu Jingyou was wearing a brown plaid coat, black corduroy pants, and his hair was neatly combed. She didn't hear a word he said.
Tang Ling listened attentively and took notes from time to time. Seeing Su Jiaojiao lowering her head, she thought her roommate was slacking off, so she quietly handed her a small mirror. Su Jiaojiao was puzzled, so she took the small mirror to look at herself and almost fainted.
Her hair in the mirror was puffy and extremely fluffy, as if she had had it permed. When she was taking a shower just now, she used Tang Ling's shampoo and conditioner, but she didn't expect it to turn out like this.
"What's going on?" Su Jiaojiao was so embarrassed that she came to class with such an afro.
"I gave you the wrong conditioner. You used a strong hairspray instead." Tang Ling suppressed her laughter and whispered, "But it's okay. Just wash it again and it will be fine."
Tang Ling has short hair, so she didn’t use any conditioner and just blew it dry and left.
As soon as she looked at Su Jiaojiao's hair, she knew she had used the wrong conditioner on her.
"Strong hairspray..." Su Jiaojiao was speechless. She subconsciously pressed her hair down. Her once smooth long hair disappeared, replaced by a mess of steel curls...
"I was wondering if I hadn't seen you guys just now. Turns out you went to get your hair permed." Du Bingqian peeked at Su Jiaojiao through Tang Ling. "Jiaojiao's hairstyle is quite unusual. Not as good as before."
"She didn't perm her hair. I used strong hairspray on her." Tang Ling chuckled.
"You're really amazing." Du Bingqian also laughed.
Su Jiaojiao kept pressing her hair. It was really annoying. She had to go back home to wash her hair tonight. Until Tang Ling nudged her with her arm and said, "The teacher wants you to stand up and answer the question."
"What, me?" Su Jiaojiao finally raised her head and saw Lu Jingyou looking at her expressionlessly. "Yes, it's the first girl in the front row. Stand up and answer this question."
Su Jiaojiao stood up instinctively.
My mind went blank.
When Su Jiaojiao met his gaze, her face turned red with embarrassment. She was not in class... Tang Ling and Du Bingqian didn't know about it either, and they just smiled secretly with their heads down.
"Sit down!" Lu Jingyou stared at her hair for a while. Seeing her bewildered expression, like a lost poodle, he coughed softly and said, "Even though it's not a professional course, it still has credits. You can't stop paying attention just because the teacher is handsome."
There was a burst of laughter in the classroom.
Su Jiaojiao's face turned even redder.
This bastard deliberately embarrassed her...
After class, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening. The moonlight was hazy and the night breeze was blowing.
Du Bingqian and Tang Ling were clamoring to go to Chujian Coffee House for coffee, but Su Jiaojiao didn't want to go. She walked slowly back to the dormitory alone, holding a book.
As soon as she saw the Chujian Cafe, she thought of Lin Manli.
She thought of that afternoon that made her feel upset.
The dim street lights shone through the gaps in the leaves onto the ground, painting mottled light and shadows. She walked in the light and shadows, and the light and shadows enveloped her. Everything was so soft and warm.
Everything around was covered with a faint glow, as if it was beautiful alone in the night.
As she was walking, she bumped into someone, and the book in her hand fell to the ground with a clatter. A big hand took the lead in picking up the book for her. Lu Jingyou's voice came from above her head: "What are you thinking about?"
During the month of separation, he thought about her every day and wanted to see her all the time.
But she still looked so calm and composed, as if she had never taken him to heart.
"Thank you!" Su Jiaojiao took the book, walked around him, and continued walking forward quietly.
Lu Jingyou quickly followed her, seemingly chatting casually with her: "My work focus for the first half of the year was in Yangcheng, and I'll probably be back in the second half. I came back specially to see you this time."
He was teaching at Peking University for her.
But her teacher will be back next month, so it will be inconvenient for him to come and teach.
Su Jiaojiao didn't say anything and continued walking forward.
She had already made it very clear to him, so why was he still saying these things? If he continued to waste time, it would not be good for anyone.
She admitted that she liked him.
But she knows that what she likes may not belong to her.
She likes the moon. Is the moon hers?
The mottled road stretched to the end of the sight. The dim street lights lengthened the shadows of the two people. Dim lights shone through the windows of the library. Aroma wafted from the cafe. The wind blew, bringing a hint of chill.
The octagonal pavilion not far away stands quietly on the roadside, like a beautiful silhouette painting.
The night at Kyoto University is still very charming.
When they passed by the coffee shop, Lu Jingyou put his arm around her waist and said, "Let's go in and sit down."
"I'm not going. I want to go back to the dormitory." Su Jiaojiao struggled to break free from his arms. What's the point of hugging Yan Xuewei if he doesn't go to accompany her?
As soon as he finished speaking, she was picked up in the air by him and carried into the octagonal pavilion. Su Jiaojiao was startled by his sudden attack. She raised her fist and punched him, "Let me go..."
People were coming and going everywhere.
From time to time someone looked over.
"Stop it, are you trying to alert the security?" Before she could react, Lu Jingyou lowered his head and kissed her lips. He put one arm around her back and the other hand around her neck, holding her in his arms. He wished he could rub her into his body.
The suffocating feeling once again made Su Jiaojiao breathless. He then stopped and said in a hoarse voice, "Breathe."
When she caught her breath, he kissed her again. Her soft lips, fair neck, and the faint fragrance on her body made him unable to stop.
The night was hazy, and the man's domineering breath invaded her lips and teeth. She was kissed by him until her face flushed and her mind was in a mess. She wanted to push him away, but he held her tightly and she couldn't break free.
The night wind blew into the pavilion, and her mind suddenly became clear. Suddenly, her nose felt sore and tears fell.
She rarely cries.
I have never shed tears in front of others.
As she started to cry, he calmed down, slowly let her go, and took out a handkerchief to wipe her tears: "I will solve all the problems on my side. After you graduate, we will get married. Believe me, I will treat you well for the rest of my life."
When he said this, all the grievances in her heart came flooding back.
The more I wipe away my tears, the more I cry.
The one month of separation seemed to be forcibly cut out from the memories of the two people, and they returned to the scene of separation at the station, back to the starting point.
Lu Jingyou looked down at the crying girl standing in front of him, feeling a little at a loss.
"I won't marry you." Su Jiaojiao pushed him away and quickly walked out of the pavilion.
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