Chapter 57 [VIP] The Scumbag Rich Second Generation (13)

What else?

This casual rhetorical question completely wiped out the past between the two of them. She said it so casually, without even the slightest hesitation.

He Yanzhou looked at Nan Yan in front of him, and he suddenly felt a chill all over his body, as if all the strength in his body had been drained away. He was so cold that his fingers stiffened uncontrollably.

It was not until this moment that he finally realized the fact that Nan Yan really didn't like him.

When she said it was over, she was serious about it. It wasn't like before when she just said it casually because she was angry and hoped that he would be fine after she coaxed him a few times. This time it was really over for good.

She took away all her emotions. The tenderness and affection in her eyes had long disappeared, replaced by a hint of disgust. She was no longer willing to give him a chance.

He originally naively thought that she was just angry, angry at him for misbehaving, angry at him for testing her, angry at him for not trusting her enough. Once he knew he had changed, she would come back, smiling at him and coaxing him like before. But this time it was really different.

He Yanzhou looked at the strange and indifferent look in the other person's eyes, and suddenly he felt a chill in his heart. He suddenly felt like he couldn't bear it anymore. He turned around and was about to leave. He was suddenly a little scared, afraid of seeing her eyes like that, and even more afraid of her distant attitude towards him.

He Yanzhou pinched his stiff fingers. At this moment, there was only one thought in his mind, which was to walk away, walk far away, so far that he could no longer see her.

Nan Yan, who was standing behind him, watched He Yanzhou leave in a rather wolfish manner before she calmed down her expression. She turned around to help Zhou Chiyan who had fallen to the ground. He was seriously injured, with bruises on the corners of his mouth and some damage on his forehead. Bright red blood was flowing down his forehead, and the slightly swollen wound looked particularly scary.

Nan Yan took him directly to the infirmary. There was no one there, so she turned around and went in to wash her hands. She then took some clean gauze and ointment, and performed some simple disinfection on him according to the instructions.

Her technique was not skilled enough. After all, she was not a professional. Her strength was sometimes light and sometimes heavy. Sometimes she accidentally rubbed the wound on his face, which made Zhou Chiyan grimace in pain. He couldn't help but let out a soft "hiss" and stared at her with aggrieved eyes, "Senior sister, can you be gentler? This is a human face, not a pig's head."

Nan Yan looked up at his expression, especially seeing that he didn't care at all and dared to joke with her, she immediately pressed the corner of his mouth hard with a cotton swab, glanced at him with an unhappy face and said:

"Now you feel the pain, didn't you know to dodge when he hit you? You knew he was angry, why did you say those words to provoke him? Now you have made yourself look so bruised, are you still proud of it?"

Before she could finish her words, her wrist was tightly grasped by the other party.

"Senior, do you care about me?"

He seemed completely unaware of how obvious the change in his tone was. The corners of his mouth pursed, revealing a row of white teeth, and even a gleam of light appeared in his eyes.

This happy look seems a little silly.

Nan Yan struggled a few times but couldn't break free.

She wondered in her heart why these people were so fond of pulling people's wrists? After being beaten so hard, he was still so strong. It seemed that the beating was too light.

Nan Yan patted the back of his hand again, signaling him to let go, "Stop making trouble, the wound hasn't been treated yet. I'm the one who got you into trouble. Isn't it normal for me to care about you?"

Zhou Chiyan felt a little depressed after hearing this, and couldn't help but ask in a muffled voice, "Is that all?"

"What else do you want?" Nan Yan glanced at him in pretended surprise. His depressed expression made him look like an abandoned puppy. She seemed to think that her attitude was too cold.

But after hesitating for a moment, she finally wiped the blood off his forehead and said softly, "Anyway, don't say those things that irritate him anymore. No matter if you have good intentions or not, the things between him and me should not involve other people. So, let's meet less often in the future."

This explanation was reasonable, but Zhou Chiyan refused to agree. Whether it was because of the depressed emotions that suddenly surged in his heart when he heard those words, or because he approached her deliberately for other purposes, he would never agree to see her less often in the future.

"Are you angry? Are you angry because I provoked He Yanzhou? Do you still like him? Then can't I apologize to him? Please don't draw a clear line between you and me, okay?"

He was a little incoherent when he was anxious, especially when he heard the second half of her sentence. He grabbed her wrist tightly, as if he would not let go unless she agreed.

Nan Yan was somewhat shocked by what he said. She seemed to not know how to organize her words. After a moment of silence, she said seriously, "It's not what you said. Don't think too much. I just don't want this to happen again in the future. And I don't want you to get hurt again. Keeping your distance means--"

"I did it on purpose." Zhou Chiyan suddenly said this, interrupting Nan Yan before she finished speaking.

When he said this, he felt a little anxious in his heart, but to be honest, he didn't know what he was anxious about. He didn't know what Nan Yan thought of He Yanzhou. Even if the two of them really broke up, feelings were unpredictable. It might not be impossible for their relationship to rekindle someday.

He stared at her closely, as if afraid to miss any expression on her face. "I didn't fight back on purpose, deliberately provoking him to get hurt. Can't you see that?"

Zhou Chiyan didn’t believe that Nan Yan couldn’t see it. He had made it so obvious, but she was deliberately avoiding him.

"What?"

The two of them were actually very close to each other. Nan Yan was still holding the cotton swab in her hand. As long as Zhou Chiyan lowered his head, he could smell the faint smell of disinfectant and the scent of shampoo on her hair. He had already made up his mind to break through this layer of window paper, "Senior sister, don't you know? I like you."

"I'm jealous." Zhou Chiyan lowered his head, as if he wanted to say everything in his heart. "I didn't fight back, I just let myself get hurt on purpose to get your sympathy, senior sister, I'm not as good as you think. I know you will be angry with him after seeing me injured. Your liking for him will gradually decrease, and your attention to me will naturally increase gradually."

At the end of the words, his tone changed, and his voice was a little low, with a sense of self-destruction, as if he wanted to expose all the little tricks he had used before. He tightened Nan Yan's wrist, but not too tightly, and finally said in a low voice, "If you blame me, I can apologize to you."

"Senior, I've already told you...I like you."

"And you are not completely indifferent to me, right?"

Looking at his face, he no longer had the anxious expression from before, and his temperament had changed as well. Nan Yan probably noticed it too, and this was probably how he showed his true face to others.

The pair of dark eyes looked at people mistily, perhaps irritated by what she said, so he simply expressed his feelings and waited for the final result.

Nan Yan was so surprised by his first formal confession that she was almost stunned and just stood there staring at him.

He had said a lot of things like he liked her before, but they were all jokes or drunken remarks, so they were not true. As long as she didn't mention it or just laughed it off, their relationship would naturally not go any further.

But this time it was different, his expression was too serious, so serious that people could no longer fool him with the previous methods.

Nan Yan immediately turned her face away awkwardly, as if she couldn't face the emotion revealed in his eyes. She said uncomfortably, "You should know that I just broke up with my boyfriend. I won't start a new relationship in the near future. Besides, I'm very busy recently. Apart from academic matters, I don't want to think about anything else for the time being."

Zhou Chiyan stared at Nan Yan intently. He knew that this was a disguised rejection, and he also knew that it would not be easy for her to accept another man right after breaking up. However, another thought arose in his heart.

"I know what you mean. I can not bother you, and I can wait for you. As long as you want to start over, can you...consider me first?"

He spoke these words seriously and carefully, looking at her face intently. Sometimes he was so absorbed in his acting that he couldn't even tell the difference between truth and falsehood.

After hearing this, Nan Yan's eyelashes fluttered slightly. She thought about it, then shook her head and refused, "Zhou Chiyan, do you remember what I said to you when we first met? I said that I don't like boys younger than me. You're very nice, but I really..."

Before she could finish her words, the rest of them were blocked by someone else's lips.

Zhou Chiyan suddenly came over and kissed her on the lips, but because he moved too hard, he accidentally pulled the wound on his mouth, and he couldn't help but let out a soft "hiss" in pain.

I don't know what this guy is thinking. This is a secret kiss. The corner of his mouth hurt so much that he immediately frowned and stepped back a little.

When he stepped back, he saw Nan Yan's stunned look. He was also stunned for a few seconds, thinking about how to explain it. But when he saw that she hadn't recovered yet, he couldn't help but stick to her and licked her like a puppy.

As soon as they came close, Nan Yan was sure that this man had no experience. However, men are always natural in this regard. The tip of her tongue gently slid into the gap between their lips, and a faint mint scent mixed with a hint of disinfectant spread around the two of them.

Zhou Chiyan looked at her expression cautiously. He wanted to close his eyes but was reluctant to do so. He nibbled and licked her for a long time like a puppy chewing a bone. Finally, he held his breath completely and even a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead.

He just felt as if a fire had started in his body, and the fire made him feel hot all over, as if it was going to evaporate all the moisture in his body. This unbearable feeling of heat could only be relieved when he touched her.

When their lips parted, Zhou Chiyan's eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, foggy yet revealing an astonishing brightness. He stared at her intently. His breathing became a little rapid, and even his cheeks turned an abnormally red.

"Senior, you didn't reject me."

His eyes were serious, his voice was hoarse, and there was a hint of obvious joy in it, "You have feelings for me... too, right?"

And Nan Yan seems to not know what to do now?

Because she couldn't explain why she didn't push him away at the first moment, nor did she get angry with him afterwards. It seemed that she really did have feelings for him as he said?

But as soon as this thought came into her mind, the expression on her face changed immediately, and she no longer had the rational look she had just had.

She turned her head away subconsciously, unable to even look into the sincerity in the other person's eyes. She said uncomfortably, "It's not what you said, I just..."