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Chapter 459: Special Extra: How can I die without success ()
"Please don't say such things."

Gong Shuji's eyes were a little dim, and after a long silence, he continued:
"Zhang San is not a good person. Being with him is not the best choice for you."

I asked Gong Shuji:
"Why do you say he is not a good person? Is there any evidence?"

Gong Shuji nodded, and while handing me his mobile phone, he described what he had investigated clearly:

"Zhang San, as his name suggests, is an outlaw."

"He had many girlfriends before, and he did not break contact with them when he was dating you."

"I know of four cheating partners of Zhang San here. One is a senior from the sports school in Yunmeng, who is two years older than me. That senior is an athlete and is often away from Yunmeng. She flies around the world. Once he led the team to compete for an award that is very important to flower growers. "

"After Zhang San pursued her, he asked this senior to recommend him as a substitute in the name of captain, but in reality, it was gold plating."

"The senior sister was kind to him. She even shouted his name after winning the medal and told him that she loved him over and over again. However, he did not devote his whole heart to the senior sister. Instead, he got another girlfriend."

"The second girlfriend is a girl from the art department of the school next door to us. They are in an underground relationship. This is why others did not find out about their relationship. The girl's family has a red background and she is an only daughter. Her family hopes that she will find a man. They are the right boys, but they have not broken up yet.”

Gong Shuji's slender white fingers ran across a photo again. I was ready, but I still never expected to see an acquaintance under such circumstances——

The acquaintance is none other than the cook aunt in our canteen.

It’s no wonder that after I was with Zhang San in public, the counter that used to have a lot of food and affordable prices would often use the wrong card, or the aunt would drop all the meat with trembling hands when ordering food, leaving only ginger and green vegetables.
Gong Shuji's unhurried voice came:

"This single mother is the mother of classmate Zhang San. The family background of that classmate is not very good, so this aunt came to work in the cafeteria. Once, classmate Zhang San introduced her mother to Zhang San, and then they started flirting. "

I was dumbfounded.

Gong Shuji looked at me, and there seemed to be a fleeting smile on his lips. He coughed softly:

"There's a fourth one"

I averted my eyes:
"Do not listen."

The smile on Gong Shuji's lips disappeared, and there was a rare seriousness in his eyes:

"This is wrong, little white girl."

"I'm trying to reason with you. I hope you can understand Zhang San's personality. I hope you can understand what kind of person the partner you are about to face is, and have a clear and clear plan for the future."

"You are a very smart person. You deserve a very good partner and a very good life. You should not spend a lot of effort or waste a lot of time on a bad man who is idle and only knows how to work on women."

Gong Shuji seemed a little tired. He was carefully considering his choice of words word for word, as if he was thinking about how to explain the facts clearly to me without irritating me:
“Zhang San is not a good choice”

"Then who is the good choice?"

In response to his question, I asked:

"is it you?"

"But you don't want to teach me what liking is."

There were unknown goose-yellow warm flowers above our heads. Occasionally, petals fell on our shoulders, heads, and above. I saw the petals on Gong Shuji’s shoulders that were unintentionally stained. I wanted to pick them off for him, but I just had to look towards them. When he left, he retreated step by step.

I retracted my outstretched hand and suppressed the smile on my face.

I know I'm a bit arrogant, but this is also a helpless move.

I said to Gong Shuji:

"Since you don't want to teach me, then stay out of my business."

"It's not your turn to make irresponsible remarks about who I want to be with. Even if I fall into the quagmire tomorrow, I don't need someone to pull me up who originally refused to pull me up."

Gong Shuji lowered his eyes, making it difficult to see the emotion in his eyes. However, at this time, the rain had cleared and the smoke was gathering on the ground. I could see the expression on Gong Shuji's face from the mirror-like ground.

Tangled, confused, confused.

With my mind that is always prone to divergence nowadays, it feels inexplicably like the entangled connection between two trees that are not originally intersecting, making it difficult to distinguish where it comes from.

I slowly passed by Gong Shuji's side.
It’s unexpected and reasonable.

Gong Shuji, who obviously spent a lot of effort to collect a lot of information about Zhang San, did not retain me.

So, we passed each other again under the tree.

Strange, why do you say 'again'?

I don't know what to say and I don't know what to do.

I knew clearly that this was not what I wanted, but I couldn't tell what I expected.

There are some indescribable feelings.

So, when Zhang San asked me if I wanted to go to a friend’s party with him, I accepted it.

In that box, the group of people were twisting their bodies to the music under the dim light.
The shadow is projected on the wall, like a humanoid that can distort and mutate at any time.

I'm so tired, but I can't tell what I'm tired of. Zhang San kept talking beside me. He was asking me whether I was an only daughter in the family, how old my father was and what he did for a living.
I answered him:

"I am an adopted child. My adoptive father is sixty-three years old and is a paper maker."

The people in the box obviously knew what kind of profession a paper maker was. After I carefully told them that the job was to make paper figures for dead people, their laughter was obviously going to break the ceiling.

Someone kept winking at Zhang San, who quickly handed me a glass of wine with a smile on his face and motioned for me to drink it.

I was already in a bad mood, but these people's laughter was harsh and disgusting.
They were clearly treating me as a fool.

I decided to smash the wine glass on Zhang San's head, and then severely loosened these people's muscles.

But just as I tightened my grip on the wine glass, the door to the box opened. Someone took action before me and opened the door.

My heart tells me it is happy.

Because the person who came was none other than Gong Shuji.

Gong Shuji's group fight this time was even more serious than last time. He didn't seem to like to use his extraordinary abilities in front of ordinary people. However, with his own physical fitness, he could fight with more than a dozen people in a group.
Barely able to keep up with the odds.

The direct result of this is that the face is hurt.

Gong Shuji's demon-like face was hurt.

I originally thought that I would be very sad, after all, in the next short period of time, there is no way to see Gongshu Ji in its heyday.

But I don't know why, I didn't feel as sad as I expected.

I bought iodine and carefully applied it to the corners of his lips. Gong Shuji didn't make a sound.

Our hesitant words caught each other's eyes, and I asked him:
"Are you ok?"

he ask me:
"Do you still want to be with me now?"

The answer is of course.

I was able to survive Zhang San's behavior that can be called x-harassment for more than half a month, just waiting for Gong Shuji to jump out and tell me this one day.

In fact, I have always known that among the people following me, it was not only my second uncle who was worried about me, but also Gong Shuji.

I have been expecting Gong Shuji to teach me what love is, or something deeper and more mysterious.

Now, it should be successful.

Gong Shuji stood up and approached me, so close that his face magnified infinitely in front of me, so close that we could hear each other's breath.

I could feel that his eyes seemed to have glanced at the corners of my lips, but for some reason, he chose to give up and only placed a kiss on my eyebrows.

His lips were soft and parted at the first touch, with some woody scent that I couldn't place, and the smell of iodine.

Gong Shuji seemed a little nervous. After the kiss, he took a step back, not daring to look at me.

I thought for a moment, took a step towards him, stood on tiptoes, imitated his gesture on his thin crimson lips, and tapped lightly.

His lips were soft and cool, just like I thought before
tasty.

Gong Shuji seemed a little surprised, but he quickly followed the traces I left again, and then deepened the second kiss.

Gong Shuji's breath was a bit heavy, and I thought I should close my eyes, but the spring flowers behind him were in full bloom, so I couldn't bear to part with him.

We are playing this game of contention indefinitely.

Until the eighth kiss.

My cell phone rang, and my second uncle’s voice was very calm. He said that a police officer he knew had just called him about Zhang San taking me away.

My second uncle asked me where I was now, and I said I had come out of the police station and was safe.

My second uncle asked me if I was with anyone.

I glanced at Gong Shuji, and Gong Shuji glanced at me, and both of us were a little silent.

His eye color is very light, his lip color is very dark, and my heartbeat is like a thunder drum.

So, I told my second uncle the first lie in my life.

I say:

"Myself."

The second uncle was silent for three seconds and went crazy:
"What nonsense are you talking about!!!"

"I'm across the street from you!!!"

"Isn't it disrespectful to kiss that kid like you?!!!!!!"

It’s so funny. My relatives and friends said that the corpse in this extra episode made me feel warm orz. I don’t think I’m a knife-man monster. Why did they say that about me orz?