Xu Yanfeng was dressed in black, and even his eyes seemed gloomier than usual. He himself couldn't understand why he was so impulsive. At that moment, all the rationality and clarity in his mind disappeared, as if he was possessed by something, and he just wanted to teach that man a lesson.
Now that my mind is clear and my rationality has returned, I don’t feel any regrets.
Xia Xi's gaze remained on his face for a long time. She had a lot to say, but in such a strange atmosphere, she couldn't speak. She could only follow his footsteps and walk slowly forward.
The other people in the two dormitories all noticed what was happening and consciously slowed down their pace, falling behind the two of them, and all spoke in low voices.
"Did these two talk?" Zhao Lei asked.
"No, if they did talk about it, how could Xixi not tell us?" said Wang Qiuyu.
"I don't think so either. Given Xixi's personality, she would probably tell the world if she succeeds in wooing Xu Yanfeng." Wu Qinglu said.
Fang Huaiyuan shook his head: "I have gotten to know Xu Yanfeng again today."
Yu Tingbo agreed. "We've known each other for three or four years, and who has ever seen him get violent? He's a rich young man, raised in luxury. His refinement and demeanor are ingrained in his genes, yet today he's made an exception."
Chen Mian shook his shoulders and smiled slyly: "God will punish every man who talks too hard. This is what Master Xu deserves. Don't sympathize with him too much. Who was it that said that he didn't like Xia Xi, had no interest in Xia Xi, and loved whoever he wanted? Now this is retribution."
Fang Huaiyuan: "My brother Chen's words are as sharp as ever."
Chen Mian: “Haha.”
There was still silence between Xia Xi and Xu Yanfeng, who were walking in front. Xia Xi was so frustrated that she pinched his sleeve with two fingers and shook it, then asked softly, "Tell me, why did you help me?"
Xu Yanfeng's eyes were deep. He looked at the billboards on the roadside, the neon lights in the distance, and the hydrogen balloons in the sky that no one knew who had released. He just didn't look at Xia Xi's face: "What do you think?"
"You're throwing questions at me again. What's wrong?" Xia Xi muttered, the corners of her lips curling up slightly. She put her hands behind her back and unconsciously stood on tiptoe to get closer to him. As they walked, their clothes seemed to be entangled, inseparable. Her voice was even softer and gentler than before, "Is what I feel right? I think you like me."
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