I Loaded the Healing System

Shen An whispered "uneasily".

Chen Nannan pouted in disapproval: "Because I don't like her."

"Uh.. If a girl is too popular, it is indeed easy to cause dissatisfaction and jealousy of other girls."

Shen An said desperately.

"It's not because of that! I'm not jealous of her!!! I don't care about that."

Chen Nannan retorted very angrily.

"What's that for?"

Shen An eagerly looked at Chen Nannan with a look of anticipation.

"Because..." Chen Nannan's words reached his lips and stopped again. "forget it. I'm done here."

"Ang? I hate Riddler the most."

Shen An chuckled.

"Actually...it's not a big deal..."

Chen Nannan sighed: "It's okay to tell you, as long as you don't say it."

"My mouth is like 520 glue." Shen An assuredly assured.

"It's me. When I was a freshman, I was in the same department as her."

"At that time, I was running for minister and I was one of the candidates..."

Chen Nannan rested his chin against his knees, recalling the past a year ago.

"I wanted to be a minister, so I tried very hard to express myself. At that time... I often went back to the dormitory until eleven or twelve, and went out at six in the morning the next day."

"But Xu Yijing...she..."

"Ok?"

"I was in charge of a project at the time, and it was almost completed. As long as I completed this, I could give myself a lot of points."

"But just as it was about to be completed, Xu Yijing snatched it away."

"In the end, it was her who completed the project, and she became a minister naturally."

The corners of Chen Nannan's mouth evoked self-deprecation and sarcasm: "She also came to ask me hypocritically if she wanted to be her deputy minister."

After listening silently, Shen An probably understood.

It turned out to be an old grudge.

He asked, "You refused?"

"Why not? Do I still have to agree?" Chen Nannan said angrily.

"Uh, did you fight?"

Shen An was full of expectations.

"Of course not. Why do you want to fight? Isn't it a ministerial position? I don't care." Chen Nannan pouted.

Did not fight. .

Shen An was a little disappointed.

He likes to watch women fight and tear.

But from this, Shen An also got some information.

First, Xu Yijing is not only a member of the student council, but also the head of her department.

The degree to which this is easy to attract attention has risen to a new level, and the degree of spread of fame has naturally increased by a level.

No wonder at such a large university, her fame is so widespread that she is known for her special umbrella style.

Second, Chen Nannan is not the kind of girl who can hide herself very well.

Nine times out of ten, her words were straight words, unadorned words of their own heart.

Although the subjective meaning is very strong, it is definitely not fabricated out of thin air.

Therefore, Xu Yijing is not perfect to the point of impeccable.

At least picking the fruits of other people's struggles proves her "not simple" to some extent.

Of course, the possibility of misunderstanding is not excluded here.

For example, the former minister deliberately asked Xu Yijing to take over.

Chen Nannan glanced at him: "What is your expression?"

"I'm arguing for you, Senior Sister! You did 90.00% of the work for that project!"

Shen An immediately switched to an angry expression.

"It's alright, it's all over, it's no big deal, she can be her if she likes it. Now think about it, it's fine if you don't, or you'll really be busy to death."

Seeing his attitude, Chen Nannan raised his mouth slightly and waved his hand.

"Fortunately, senpai, you think so."

Shen An nodded and said: "As for people, the most important thing is to know how to make yourself happy, and don't keep worrying about troublesome things."

Chen Nannan hummed and said, "I won't bother about these things. When I wake up, I forget everything."

Immediately, she narrowed her eyes: "Wait, you don't seem to have explained what your relationship is with her. How could her umbrella be in your hands?"

"Forehead..."

"Um, don't you want to say that you picked it up by accident?"

Chen Nannan's always gentle eyes were now a little sharper.

She was almost fooled by Shen An.

Obviously he asked him first.

Moreover, he lives in the North District, and this umbrella is in his hands again. With what he knows about Xu Yijing, the relationship between him and Xu Yijing is definitely not easy!

In other words. .

He was so indignant just now that he might be sneering and mocking in his heart.

In case he goes back and tells Xu Yijing these words. .

hateful.

Chen Nannan reacted, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became. He couldn't help but raised his little hand and grabbed his ear: "Be lenient if you confess, but be strict if you resist! Speak quickly!"

Chapter 22: A little distressed!

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"Oh, if you have something to say, don't do anything."

Shen An shouted resistance, pretending to be in pain, but didn't really try to break free from Chen Nannan's claws.

As soon as he lay down on the ground, a hand quietly wrapped around her waist and pushed her gently.

slap~

Chen Nannan worried about the bruise on his knee, so he had to turn sideways subconsciously.

And this is in the middle of Shen An's arms, he pressed the big hand around her waist and exerted some force.

With no effort, Chen Nannan followed this force and slammed her little face into his chest without warning.

hiss~

Does she really have no sense at all?

It was indeed a bit painful, and Shen An was almost blocked in one breath, so he couldn't help coughing several times.

"Eh, sorry..."

Chen Nannan didn't realize his ulterior motives, he just thought he lost his fulcrum carelessly and accidentally bumped into him.

She quickly pressed her palm against the cement floor, trying to stand up.

But she seemed to have forgotten that her hand was also injured, and she used the injured hand without thinking.

hiss.

As soon as she exerted force, Chen Nannan's wound that was wrapped in cloth immediately erupted.

Being bruised itself, as long as the wound is bandaged, is not a big deal.

But it's a different story if you're trying to pick on the wounds.

Chen Nannan was unintentional, but the cold concrete floor would not pity the wound.

The strong stinging pain made Chen Nannan quickly withdraw her little hand.

then. .

Chen Nannan, who had just gotten up halfway, fell down again, giving Shen An's chest a heavy "consolation" again.

puff. .

Shen An almost spit out the bitter water.

He rolled his eyes, as if he was about to faint. Chen Nannan was so frightened that he shook his head vigorously: "Hello? Shen An, are you alright? I didn't mean to."

In desperation, she took out her mobile phone tremblingly, as if she wanted to call the 120 emergency number.

Shen An, who was pretending to be dead, glanced at it, stopped quickly, and then took the opportunity to hug her waist: "Cough, don't make a fuss, you can't die."

"Is it really okay?"

Chen Nannan's lingering fears are undecided.

"Well, it just hurts a little bit."

"Where does it hurt?"

"Here is my chest, why don't you rub it for me?"