The Runaway Wife of the Godfather of the Republic of China

Chapter 9 Rejection (1)
Ye Qingran sat on the wall and said goodbye to two good friends.In the sound of "Be careful" from Shushu and Jingxue, she jumped down.

Fortunately, fortunately, it happened to land on the pile of books she threw down first.

Qingran hurriedly started tidying up the books on the floor.As soon as I got up, I saw him——Toad No. 7!
come to her.

On Toad No. 7's face, there was both the surprise of seeing the goddess in his heart, and the anger of seeing the goddess coming down from the wall.

Ye Qingran wanted to pretend not to know him, but it was too late.

"Miss Ye, I've been waiting for you for a long time." Toad No. 7 had pimples all over his face.

"Oh, this-classmate, what do you need from me?" Ye Qingran simply pretended not to know her.

"You still don't know who I am?" The boy looked angry, "In the past six months, I have asked you out 15 times, watching movies, eating, and you have never been there. I can't write a letter. One hundred letters!"

"······" Facing such infatuation like a torrential river, Ye Qingran's face showed a girlish shyness, and she, who was always eloquent, suddenly got stuck.

"Did you jump over the wall because you were hiding from me? I know, the few times I came to look for you, you also jumped over the wall."

Ye Qingran thought in his heart that the previous evasion didn't seem to solve the problem fundamentally. If he wants to be clean, he must let the person in front of him give up immediately, otherwise he will continue to pester him and bring trouble to himself.

"Student, have you finished?"

"No! You want to hide when you see me! You don't want to hear anything I say, why? Can't you give me a chance? Just once, if you find that I am not good, I will disappear in front of your eyes immediately." Boy aggressive.

Tang Chengxun, who was hiding not far away, watched all this with interest.

The boy finally stopped talking, and the surrounding quietness was beyond imagination.

Ye Qingran word by word: "Listen well, I already have someone I like, please don't pester me in the future!"

Like a lightning strike, the boy yelled, "You lied to me! I don't believe it!"

"Believe it or not, it's up to you, I've already said what I need to say." Qing Ran sighed in her heart, long-term pain is worse than short-term pain, just do what you want, turn around and leave.

Unexpectedly, the boy suddenly grabbed her right hand and murmured, "You lied to me, you lied to me to make me give up! I don't believe it!"

Qing Ran struggled to free herself, but the boy held onto her tightly.

Ye Qingran's guilt was completely dissipated by his grabbing, and she threw the book in her hand on him, saying, "Please let go immediately! Don't make me look down on you!"

The boy let go, his eyes mournful and sad.

Her eyes are cold and inviolable.

Ye Qingran quickly picked up the book on the ground, and fled away.

The boy looked sadly at the back of the girl he loved as he drifted away, with tears falling from the corners of his eyes.

Should this unrequited love that started with rejection and ended with rejection come to an end?
Did my first love end in this way?

"I warn you, if you want to live a long life, don't bother her in the future!" A tall man in military uniform dropped these words gracefully and walked past him.

The noon sun was scorching hot.

Tang Chengxun followed quietly, curious in his heart, she neither ate in the cafeteria nor went home, where was she going with so many books in her arms?
Not far in front of her, she bought two fried rice from a food stall and ate them as she walked.

He followed her all the way into Zhonghua Bookstore.

This is his first time in this kind of place.Since it was noon, it was surprisingly quiet inside, and people in twos and twos were scattered all over the place reading books. He sat down in a place that was not easy for her to find, and looked at this woman who gave him a different feeling for the first time. She had already put on a pair of myopia glasses to select books on the mountain-like bookshelf. In a short while, seven or eight books had been taken down by her, and then she leaned over the desk and flipped through the books, recording something from time to time.

(End of this chapter)