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Chapter 13 I'm Not Going To Forgive Him

Chapter 13 I'm Not Going To Forgive Him
My heart is sour, I obviously did nothing wrong, and I also have some opinions on him in my heart, but I know, I am not qualified to say it!
I feel a little like crying, it doesn't feel good to live under the fence!

I'll have to work harder in the future, and it will get better.

I went back to my room and stayed alone for a long time. This was one of the rare times I didn't help in the kitchen. I was afraid that my mother would find out that I was unhappy.

During the meal, I helped my mother serve the dishes. Aunt Yao had already come down. Song Junxi should still be in the room. I was thinking whether to go upstairs to call him. Normally, in such a situation, I would go upstairs to call him for dinner. When I was hesitating, Song Junxi came down from upstairs, and I breathed a sigh of relief, finally I didn't have to face his cold face alone.

"I want to move to the school dormitory!" Song Junxi's tone was very calm, and his tone was not a discussion at all, but a decision, just telling Aunt Yao his decision.

I was shocked when I heard him say that, what is he doing?
I don't know if it's self-indulgence or what, I always feel that when he said this, he seemed to give me an extremely indifferent look, and then sat down at the dinner table.

Aunt Yao also noticed the strangeness, and asked him after a while: "You live well at home, why go to school, the conditions at home are not better than the school?" Aunt Yao doted on Song Junxi very much, and lived in school , She only goes home once a week, she definitely can't accept it.

"It's more convenient to live in school. Could it be that I just watched a country girl surpass me in grades!" Song Junxi gave me a cold look, then put down his chopsticks and went back to his room.

My mother's expression was indescribable, she was very embarrassed, I felt that my dignity was completely trampled under my feet by him, biting my lips, trying my best to hold back, not letting myself cry in front of adults.

Aunt Yao smiled awkwardly: "Junxi doesn't know what's going on today, Mrs. Li, I'm really sorry! The kid may have had some trouble at school!"

"It's okay, it's okay, kid, let me talk about Xiaxia too!" My mother smiled and pulled my arm with a flattering smile, and I could only bite the bullet and say, "I'm fine!"

"This kid, I'll go up and talk to him, Xia Xia, don't take it to heart, this kid may be under a lot of pressure recently!"

When I woke up in the middle of the night that night, I heard my mother weeping alone.I want to persuade my mother, but I am afraid that she will find out that I am awake. My mother must be feeling sorry for me. The life in the city is not happy. In the past, although I knew that my parents worked hard, I did not see it with my own eyes. Now, I don't know if anyone understands this kind of mood. I am also a human being and the mother of a child, but seeing my mother tirelessly serving the people in their family, this difference makes me feel sorry for my mother even more. I thought she could be like Aunt Yao, but to me when I was young, it was really a dream!
I don't know how I fell asleep. When I woke up, my mother was gone. I packed up and went to the kitchen to help. Song Junxi came down from the stairs, very indifferent, I was also angry, and it was the first time for him Turn a blind eye!
I have such a trouble with him, even I feel a little baffled, he is also very good at school, he is the monitor of our eighth class, and he is also the backbone of the class, and I gradually integrate into the collective life. Ask me, I am very patient to help, although I am not very talkative, but my classmates are very friendly to me, and I am young, the classmates take good care of me, but, just like this, the popularity is still two, It's officially over since he said that last night, and I'm not going to forgive him.

(End of this chapter)

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