kiss on his heart

Chapter 6
"Sister, do you want to go back together after class today?" Jiang Jingyuan handed over a note calmly.

The last time the matter between the two caused too much trouble on the forum, they had been going their separate ways during this period. Jiang Jingyuan quietly followed Song Ruanqing every night, keeping a distance.

Jiang Jingyuan's calligraphy is very beautiful, his pen is sharp and sharp, and he can draw and retract it freely. It is absolutely true that the words are like the person he writes.

Song Ruanqing held the penholder, and the tip of the pen made ink stains on the white paper: No.

Jiang Jingyuan was bored. He suppressed the heat in his chest, crumpled the note into a ball, and threw it away in the trash can with precision.

Chen Shan had a headache while listening to the lecture, his eyes kept darting around, and he naturally noticed the small interaction between the two people in front of him.He followed the same pattern and passed the note over, but the words on it were crooked and very in need of a beating: Sister, are you ignoring you?

Jiang Jingyuan turned around and smashed the note on Chen Shan's head, causing Chen Shan to panic instantly.

"Brother Yuan, do you want to go to the Internet cafe this afternoon?" After class, Chen Shan immediately came over and whispered: "They are all here, and you are the only one missing."

It's not easy to live without games, especially under Zhang Shuai's nose.I finally had a half-day off on Saturday, so I had to seize this opportunity to practice my account.

"Okay." Jiang Jingyuan paused and agreed.

Jiang Jingyuan has also been very depressed these days. He found someone to submit a report letter, and the school forum deleted the post, but this matter will still be brought up.

Let's talk about the relationship between the two of them as siblings, but no one will believe it, let's say that he likes men, and they will be even more aggressive.

Anyway, it will be difficult to calm down the public opinion for a while.

During this period, the man would come to class to harass Song Ruanqing from time to time, but he didn't see any unusual behavior, so Jiang Jingyuan didn't take it to heart.

He had found out that this man was an art student, could barely dance, and had problems with his character.In order to win the trophy in the international competition, Song Ruanqing worked hard for a long time.

Song Ruanqing has been dancing for more than ten years, and Jiang Jingyuan knows it well.And Aunt Wan is very willing to spend money on this. She has taken a lot of classes with famous teachers of all sizes. In terms of professionalism, she is no problem compared with dance students from top universities.

That's why that boy kept pestering Song Ruanqing.

It was on this day that something disgusting happened.

"What do you want to eat tonight? I'll bring it back to you?" Jiang Jingyuan accompanied Chen Shan to the Internet cafe all afternoon. If Zhang Shuai hadn't called Chen Shan to go back and make up classes, this guy would have stayed up all night.

"Just the vegetable salad. I just finished dancing and can't eat anything else for the time being." Song Ruanqing stood in front of the dance studio mirror, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and replied breathlessly.

"OK."

After Song Ruanqing received the reply, he turned off his cell phone, changed out of his dancing shoes and prepared to go home.

She comes to the dance studio to practice dancing every week. This is a good habit she has maintained since elementary school. However, she is busy with her high school classes and can only practice during the half-day during the weekend.

When I opened the door of the dance studio, I saw that disgusting face.Song Ruanqing's face suddenly sank.

"Ruan Qing, you are really here." The boy in front of him brightened up and said flatteringly.

"Why can't you understand people?" Song Ruanqing ignored the boy standing in front of him, walked around him and went down the stairs.

Li Xi was not annoyed and didn't do anything to anger her, so he just followed her for a while.

"I'm going home. Can you stop following me?" Song Ruanqing was extremely annoyed, her cold eyes seemed to be frozen.

He smiled and held the door that Song Ruan Qing was about to close, "Really, Ruan Qing, just help me out of the friendship of being my dance partner for so many years."

Dance partners for so many years?Song Ruanqing was so angry that he felt even more physically nauseous when he said these words.Seeing that he would not give up and was bound to compete with her, she let go of her hand, apparently casually.

Seeing this, the boy's confidence doubled.

"I'm going to change clothes, please go out." Song Ruanqing closed the door neatly, and the boy quickly backed away.

I almost broke my nose.

He had nothing to do and began to tour the room without ceremony.

The dark side in his heart couldn't be hidden through his eyes, and he didn't know what he found. Li Xi walked to the balcony, walking in a hurry, his head was swollen, his face was wet, and he looked like a thief.

Jiang Jingyuan got out of the elevator and was wondering why the door to her home was not closed. She shouted in surprise: "Sister Song Song."

No one cares.

But when he raised his head, he saw the boy coming out of the balcony.

That obsessed art student.

Jiang Jingyuan looked at him warily and saw him tightly holding the schoolbag strap hanging on his shoulder.Jiang Jingyuan was convinced that there must be something fishy in this.

"Brother, what's the matter? Have you negotiated?" Jiang Jingyuan asked nonchalantly, as if he was not aware of what just happened.

He laughed dryly and dodged, "We've agreed, I'll leave first." As they passed each other, Jiang Jingyuan followed him out the door, "Would you like to chat?"

"What do I have to talk to you about?"

The elevator arrived, and Li Xi was about to go in, but unexpectedly, Jiang Jingyuan grabbed his neck and pulled him closer to the safe passage.Jiang Jingyuan threw him against the wall, then quickly bent down and snatched his backpack.

Jiang Jing stared at the boy on the ground from afar, unzipping the zipper with his right hand, and when he was about to look down, the person in front of him immediately hugged his bag and refused to let go.

Jiang Jingyuan raised his foot and kicked him. The boy was immediately kicked a meter away and almost rolled down the stairs.

Jiang Jingyuan reached into his bag and held a pair of girls' underwear in his hand.

At this moment, he understood why Song Ruanqing didn't want to say more.

He chuckled twice, "What a 'bastard'."

Jiang Jingyuan stepped closer to him, put his knee on his stomach, and punched him several times. The man in front of him had blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, and his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.

Jiang Jingyuan raised his hand to clasp his cheek, and he felt that his jaw was about to be broken by Jiang Jingyuan.

"If you dare to harass Song Ruanqing again, I will beat you every time I see you."

Jiang Jingyuan stood up, seeing that the people on the ground were not miserable enough, and felt that he hadn't vented his anger enough, so he lifted his foot and kicked twice, and the people on the ground curled up and moaned in pain.Jiang Jingyuan emptied his bag before throwing it on him.

Completely ignoring his life and death.

As soon as Jiang Jingyuan closed the door, he saw Song Ruanqing coming out of the bedroom.

"he's gone?"

"I'm leaving, I guess it's boring." Jiang Jingyuan hid the stolen goods behind his back, and then entered the bathroom when he saw her walking to the balcony.

The things in his hands were really hot, so Jiang Jingyuan hurriedly opened the dirty clothes basket, threw it in, and covered it up.

"Why is he limping?" Song Ruanqing signaled Jiang Jing to come over and look.

"Maybe I fell while riding in the elevator. After all, people are unlucky and even drinking water is stuck between their teeth."

"Then he really deserves it."

"That's not."

Song Ruanqing no longer paid attention to the people downstairs, looked at Jiang Jingyuan, and handed him the phone: "It's been several days, and you haven't entered the class group yet? Come in, and we will notify you if anything happens."

Jiang Jingyuan read the message and then scanned the group QR code with his mobile phone.

"Are the results going to be announced?"

"Yes, tonight. Lao Zhang's opening scenes will all be at night." Song Ruanqing put away the phone, slumped on the sofa, and watched the short video boredly. He raised his eyelids and still felt uneasy: "Not even once." It doesn't matter if you do well in the exam, you will inevitably need to get used to it. And you skipped a grade, you just need to make up for what you lack."

Jiang Jingyuan found it funny.

How does he look uncomfortable?Do you look like such a scumbag?

"Well, sister, don't worry about me."

Say one thing with your mouth, but another thing with your heart.

(End of this chapter)