It turns out that the school god has a crush on me

Chapter 224 Bian Yixiu's Past
After an unknown amount of time, Xia Zhizhi squatted on the stairs by herself, with her head buried in her knees, and her head was buzzing.

Now, has he arrived, maybe the ball has exploded, maybe...

"I'll take you back." Qian Han interrupted her thoughts while carrying her bag.

Xia Zhizhi was stunned, "But the private room hasn't been cleared yet."

Qian Han: "They continued the time again, and it will be two or three o'clock in the morning."

Xia Zhizhi's eyes dimmed, "Yes."

It seems that it has been successful.

The two left the commercial center and hired a taxi to leave. A car next to it headed for the commercial center. Through the window of the car, the people in the car saw the two people getting into the taxi, and they called for...

It's this guy again.

The private room was unusually quiet, two or three people hid behind the door, Yao Ran was holding the tape and leading the colored ball.

Bian Yixiu walked slowly, walked to the private room, pushed open the door, and with a "bang", the colored ball in the middle exploded...

A gold-pink ribbon carried a photo floating down from the ball.

The applause suddenly sounded, and several people rushed out.

Yao Ran stood in the middle, with a shy smile on his face, looking at Bian Yixiu expectantly.

Bian Yixiu was unusually calm, and reached out to catch a photo. When he saw the picture clearly, a sarcastic smile appeared on his lips.

He looked at Yao Ran coldly, "Miss Yao, in the group photo of three people, in your eyes, there are only two people."

The life in the private room came to an abrupt end, and Yao Ran's smile froze on his face.

Someone moved his lips and said, "Yixiu, he's gone..."

But Bian Yixiu smiled abnormally. His fingers lightly slid across the photo. Under Yao Ran's gaze, he tore the photo in half from the middle. The two figures separated, and the piece of paper fell out of his hand. Floating to the ground...

Yao Ran's pupils widened suddenly, and she hurriedly reached out to pick it up, but the two fragments fell to the ground before her hand.

She fell to the ground, staring intently, and suddenly hugged the scattered photos on the ground and smashed them hard at Bian Yixiu, her eyes were red, and she roared, "Song Lian is already dead! The kind of death that can't come back, Bian Yixiu What do you want from me!"

Why do people who are obviously dead still hang around me like a shadow...

Bian Yixiu looked indifferently and scanned the crowd, "What about you, do you think so too?"

Several people looked at each other in blank dismay, and no one stood up to speak.

"Yao Ran, you can forget about Song Lian, but you shouldn't ask others to do the same."

"Why Song Lian died, you understand better than anyone else."

"Don't appear in front of me again."

He stopped looking at Yao Ran on the ground and walked away.

Yao Ran got up from the ground like crazy and wanted to chase her, but several people stopped her one after another, "Of course, don't go."

"Don't go..."

Yao Ran can't ask everyone to forget Song Lian like her, and no one can ask Bian Yixiu to forget Song Lian like everyone else.

……

The wind was cool at night, after Qian Han sent Xia Zhizhi home, he was still a little worried, and stayed downstairs until he saw a certain light upstairs, and then he left in peace.

Bian Yixiu sat in the car, watched the boy's every move, closed his eyes and leaned on the car seat, feeling an inexplicable feeling in his heart.

He, Yao Ran, and Song Lian have always been the three of them since junior high school, high school, and university.

Song Lian liked Yao Ran, he knew it better than anyone else, and Yao Ran never refused.

The relationship between the two has always been above that of friends.

Even he thought that the two of them were a couple.

But on the day he just graduated from university, Yao Ran suddenly expressed his heart to him. Song Lian later made an appointment with Yao Ran, but Yao Ran agreed but did not keep the appointment.

Song Lian reappeared in the bar and had an argument with others. During the fight, he was hit on the head by a wine bottle. The accident was only a few hours, but he never woke up again...

But even so, Yao Ran still felt that she was not responsible for what happened back then.

Perhaps, the loved one is always confident.

　Thank you Yixin Canglan, please call me Twelve, Lin Wanwan, on the evening of a good day, the book coins rewarded by Fairy Xin~
　　My motivation keeps getting smaller and smaller, I love you three thousand times (ω)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)