The little fairy of the school grass is cranky again

Chapter 95 The Lonely and Proud Wolf

Qi Yan talked a lot by himself, but Tang Jing never responded.

He turned his head slowly, and what he could see was that Tang Jing's face was livid, his face was grim and tense, and he was gritting his teeth.

Only then did Qi Yan realize that Jiang Yu and Tang Jing had such a good relationship.

Realizing that he had said the wrong thing, he didn't care about asking Tang Jing to give him a lecture, so he ran away with oil on his feet.

He ran, but Tang Jing didn't stop him.

Right now, it's time to think carefully about how to tell Jiang Yu, these truths are heartbreaking for him.

Jiang Yu has been secretly in love with Lin Xiche for at least three years.

It would be fine if he just watched from a distance, but Lin Xiche provoked him and gave him such great hope.

Now he told Jiang Yu that Lin Xiche was just on a whim.

This was too cruel for Jiang Yu.

But if Jiang Yu didn't know and continued to let him fall like this, I'm afraid it would be even more difficult to end.

After struggling for a long time, Tang Jing still called Jiang Yu.

He avoided using those hurtful words, but the fact was that the message conveyed to Jiang Yu still hit him no differently.

The phone was quiet for a long time, without even the sound of breathing. Tang Jing once thought that Jiang Yu had cut off the phone, took it from his ear and looked at the call page, only to be sure that Jiang Yu hadn't spoken.

Opening his mouth, Tang Jing wanted to use the most feeble words to comfort him, "Jiang Yu, don't think too much..."

"I see, thank you."

The moment he spoke, the other end of the phone spoke.

Maybe he doesn't want to be sympathized with.

The volume is extremely low, with a hint of hoarseness penetrating through the sound tube. Although it has been mechanically processed, it can still clearly hear a hint of coldness.

After saying thank you, Jiang Yu, who hung up the phone, sat blankly at the desk and looked out the window.

Outside the window are three or two crabapple trees that have grown for several years. The crabapple flowers have already bloomed and failed. The servants have taken good care of them, and the trees are full of crabapple fruits, but no one has picked them, and they have all fallen now.

Only the dense branches and leaves still stubbornly cover the warm light of the evening.

Mottled tree shadows danced, falling on the desk, and occasionally a little shadow fell on Jiang Yu's body, which perfectly covered the emotions in his eyes.

He was holding the phone in his hand, and he was reluctant to let go of it for a long time. The page was always stuck on the WeChat dialog box chatting with Lin Xiche.

But he didn't have the courage to say a word to her again.

When Jiang Yu fell in love with Lin Xiche, he didn't quite know.

Perhaps it was the first time I saw her play tricks on a child in a vicious manner, and I found it novel, so I paid attention to her.

Or maybe she got into a fight the second time I saw her.

It is obvious that she is more powerful, and the place where she steps is full of mourners, but she stands in the crowd, staring at everything, like a lonely and proud wolf in the snow mountain.

But after leaving that place of right and wrong, he hid in the corner alone and cried bitterly.

No matter how powerful she is, she is just a little girl.

All of this is just to protect your own armor and sharp weapons.

Perhaps it was from then on that Jiang Yu had a heartache and throbbing beyond his control for this little girl who had only met twice.

Later, Jiang Yu saw Lin Xiche again. It was when he first came to this school that the principal asked him and Lin Xiche to be representatives of outstanding freshmen.

At that time, Gai Yunting contacted Lin Xiche, but Lin Xiche was only in a hurry and disappeared.

Without any suspense, Lin Xiche was not present at the representative speech.

Jiang Yu was missing for a week.

However, since two people are in the same school, there must be intersections.

(End of this chapter)