If you don't break up, you will die

Chapter 57, [My name is Chu Yao] (for further reading)
This continuous drizzle seems to have kicked off the early autumn.

The light rain fell from the sky densely, like thousands of silver threads, rippling in the air.

Xu Ziyin looked at the girl in front of him in astonishment, his eyes were full of unthinkable.

How can it be so big?Did this woman grow up on hormones?

With difficulty, Xu Ziyin looked away, and saw the face of the girl in front of him clearly.

how to say.

The face looks very pure and sweet, with black hair draped softly on the shoulders, wearing a white shirt on the upper body, a pair of slim jeans on the lower body, holding a flower umbrella, as if she is an amiable elder sister of the leader.

But those bright eyes seemed to exude charm from the inside out, coupled with the pair of terrifying weapons on his chest, a sense of disobedience came over his face.

Seeing Xu Ziyin staring at her, Chu Yao blushed a little, but she still said modestly.

"Student, are you okay? It's all because I didn't pay attention when I walked~"

"How about I take you to the infirmary to have a look."

Withdrawing his gaze, Xu Ziyin waved his hand: "It's okay, I didn't pay attention to the people coming from behind."

But as soon as he finished speaking, Xu Ziyin couldn't help but groaned, and looked down, only to find that a piece of skin had been scratched on his arm, and a little blood had already oozing from it.

Apparently Chu Yao also found out, she hurriedly rummaged through her bag, and then took out a wet towel.

Xu Ziyin reached out to take it, but Chu Yao didn't intend to hand it over to him at all. She clamped the umbrella around her neck, tilted her head and carefully wiped the small wound on Xu Ziyin's arm with a wet towel , blowing air gently upwards with her bright red mouth.

Xu Ziyin watched helplessly.

It's really just a small wound, there's no need for this.

But seeing the girl's concerned face, Xu Ziyin finally couldn't bear to say it.

October eighth.

It rained continuously.

This is the first meeting between Xu Ziyin and Chu Yao.

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Now that we have met, it is another school.

After treating the wound briefly, Xu Ziyin walked side by side with Chu Yao as a matter of course.

Along the way, Chu Yao kept apologizing as before, and Xu Ziyin felt a little sorry to hear that delicate and self-blame tone.

"Student, I'm really fine. I guess the scab will heal tomorrow."

Hearing this, Chu Yao hummed sweetly, then pursed her red lips and said.

"Then I'll treat you to dinner tonight."

"Take it as an apology."

"It's really not necessary."

Xu Ziyin always felt that this woman was a little too enthusiastic.

Also, such a big sister who leads the family is always kind in her heart.

During the chat, Xu Ziyin also knew the identity of this pure and royal girl in front of her.

Chu Yao, a third-year senior in pharmacy.

He turned out to be a medical student, no wonder the way he treated the wound just now looked very professional.

All the way to the front of the teaching building, Xu Ziyin was about to part ways with her.

But at this time Chu Yao suddenly spoke again.

"Student Xu Ziyin, let's add a friend. If you feel unwell, please tell me."

In the continuous rain, Xu Ziyin took out his mobile phone while looking at Chu Yao's lovely big eyes.

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After the military training, formal courses are introduced.

The course content of Chinese language and literature can be divided into three parts: language, literary history, and literary theory.

When I came to the classroom, the students were basically all there, and they were sitting in their seats chatting and laughing.

After a one-month military training, the students got to know each other a lot, and they were no longer restrained from each other as they were at the beginning.

As Xu Ziyin walked into the classroom, the fiery atmosphere in the classroom stagnated for a moment, and then broke out suddenly.

"Oh oh oh, look who's here!"

"Isn't this a big star?"

"Old Xu, you have given our Chinese language major a face."

The boys coaxed, Zhao Bing was the loudest among them, and the girls watched with interest.

No way, who made Xu Ziyin famous now?
After the party, basically no one didn't know the little boy who was dancing at the opening.

Coupled with Qin Feiyan's reputation bonus, Xu Ziyin was completely popular.

After glaring at Zhao Bing, Xu Ziyin walked to his seat and sat down.

But Zhao Bing obviously didn't have much vision, so he put his arms around his neck and chattered softly.

"Okay, Xu, you can dance, so why didn't you perform on stage during the military training?"

"I am ashamed to go up with Lao Zhou."

"By the way, have you been in love with Senior Sister Qin this weekend?"

You are the one who is ashamed, Lao Zhou has done dozens of them, he is not ashamed.

With a slander in his heart, Xu Ziyin didn't reply, nor did he say that he had broken up with Qin Feiyan, but just lowered his head and took out the book he was going to use for class.

Zhao Bing was not annoyed because he was making fun of himself, anyway, he also understood Xu Ziyin's temper, so he turned around and whispered to Wu Yong again.

After being noisy for a while, the atmosphere in the class eased down.

Yun Xianyu, who was sitting in the front row, turned her head to look at Xu Ziyin who was behind, then lowered her head timidly.

After a while, Zhang Hongxia walked into the classroom.

This is the first class of freshman year.

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The words are divided into two parts.

While Xu Ziyin was enjoying a fulfilling university life, the atmosphere in the dance club at the activity center was a little depressing.

"Boom."

With a slap on the table, a senior sister looked at the light rain outside the window and said dissatisfied.

"Gu bitch bitch bullying too much!"

"Isn't it just that they scored higher than us once? Look at their faces this morning."

As he spoke, another person interjected.

"what is this?"

"During the National Day, on the school forum, this group of shameless bastards actually posted a post congratulating us on getting the No.5 grade. What's so exciting?"

The chests of a group of senior girls heaved violently.

But there is no way, if you lose, you lose. Even if they want to come to fight, they don't have enough confidence.

I don't know how long I will endure their humiliation.

Zheng Zheng was filled with indignation, and the door of the dance club was gently pushed open.

Everyone looked up and was stunned for a moment.

"Fuck!"

"Yaoyao, where's your big wave, why did it become black and straight?"

"You bitch has changed your sex. Is this style of dressing yours? You won't be taken away by someone, right?"

With a sweet smile, Chu Yao put the umbrella at the door, and then walked into the room twisting Xiaoman's waist.

Finding a chair and sitting on it with Erlang's legs crossed, Chu Yao took out a lady's cigarette from her bag, lit one and put it in her mouth before joking.

"What are you talking about, sisters? I've heard your voices from afar."

"What else can we talk about, isn't it the stinking words from the etiquette club?"

(first update)
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