my sister never called brother

"It's nothing, I'm just in a bad mood..." Zhou Han said angrily.

"Oh, and, and..." Fang Yong wanted to continue to prove that the rumors of their club were very reliable.

"Shut up, don't talk anymore." Zhou Han raised his hand, signaling Fang Yong to stop talking, "Who are you guys in the basketball club!? Why are you all so filthy? Call it the Moron Club!"

"Damn it!" Fang Yong blushed, he said that because he regarded Zhou Han as a friend, "Are you prudish? We are not practicing the Sunflower Book, isn't it normal to talk about beautiful girls in private?"

"I..." Zhou Han's face froze, and he couldn't say anything to refute.

Because it is common for boys to talk about beautiful girls, a bit of sex is enough, and it is not a penance in Shaolin Temple.

In this era when monks keep lovers, flamboyance is nothing.

Besides, sexual immorality is the freedom of others, Zhou Han can't control it, and he doesn't have that much ability to control other people's thoughts.

"In short..." Fang Yong brought the topic back, and said slowly, "Brother, I must be honest, Senior Sister Su is quite dangerous, and she is really not suitable for dating, unless she really likes you, but the chances are slim, so don't fall into it." go in."

"I never said that I like Senior Su, it's all your guesswork." Zhou Han frowned, and explained helplessly, "I have more respect for Senior Su."

"Really?" Fang Yong raised his sports forehead, looked at Zhou Han, not sure whether Zhou Han was telling the truth or a lie.

"..." Zhou Han didn't answer, maybe he was unwilling to answer, or maybe he was too lazy to answer.

"Maybe I'm thinking too much?" Fang Yong grinned self-deprecatingly when Zhou Han didn't speak.

The rain did not stop at all. In the hazy scenery, a man and a woman still did not embrace each other, keeping a safe distance.

It would be nice to hear what they have to say.

"Speaking of which, you obviously don't know the reason...just..." Zhou Han hesitated to speak, his eyebrows fluctuated, and whispered, "Just came here to give false testimony? Isn't it too casual?"

"I just followed the instructions of Senior Sister Su. She didn't say why she framed Senior Liao, and I didn't dare to ask." Fang Yong leaned against the door, embracing his hands, the muscles on his arms were clearly defined, "Why do you listen to Senior Sister Su so much?" What?" Zhou Han asked suspiciously.

"This... I don't want to answer." Fang Yong didn't want to say that he had fooled himself, it was too embarrassing.

"Tch!" Zhou Han curled his lips, and didn't bother to ask more.

"Give me the umbrella, I don't have one." Fang Yong smiled awkwardly.

Zhou Han looked at the umbrella in his hand, then at the two people in the rain, hesitated for a while, and threw it to Fang Yong.

"Thank you!" Fang Yong took the umbrella and stepped into the rain, "I'll go first, see you later!"

"Oh." Zhou Han responded.

Fang Yong opened the umbrella and strode out. The raindrops hit the umbrella surface, making it look fragile.

His strong upper body, in stark contrast to the small umbrella, is hilarious.

"Hello!" Zhou Han called out.

Fang Yong turned his head strangely and looked at Zhou Han.

"Will you feel sorry for framing others?" Zhou Han asked.

Why did Zhou Han ask such a question?

He didn't know it himself, maybe he was looking for a sense of identity.

A person feels flustered when he does something bad, but with an accomplice, he feels calmer.

Fang Yong's expression froze, and then he grinned helplessly.

His figure gradually disappeared in layers of misty rain, only the voice came slowly——

"I can't help it, people are in the rivers and lakes, they can't help themselves..."

Chapter 370 Nine Small Doors

President's Office.

The autumn rain hit the glass with eloquence.

The sound of "Ding Dong Ding Dong" is like an orchestra playing in unison.

Su Xiaowei was talking to the head of the finance department on the office chair.

The Student Council meeting has been over for a while.

All tasks have been arranged, and the whole organization is like a precision Swiss watch, operating efficiently and precisely.

The various departments of the student union, under the signal of Su Xiaowei, completed their respective tasks in full swing.

Su Xiaowei explained to the finance department some work on the aftermath, and called the head of the finance department to the office alone.

"Well, that's it, there's nothing else to do." Su Xiaowei nodded with a smile.

"That's good." The head of the finance department nodded in agreement, with a tense expression, a little uncomfortable with being alone with Su Xiaowei, and then slowly got up, "If the president has nothing to do... I'll leave first?"

Su Xiaomai nodded, looking as gentle as jade.

The head of the finance department often let out a sigh of relief and left in a hurry.

Su Xiaomai was the only one left in the conference room, and only the sound of raindrops hitting the glass could be heard in the silence.

The smile on Su Xiaomai's face gradually disappeared, her calves under her skirt swayed lightly, she turned the office chair, and looked at the French windows with red curtains.

The rain stains remained, intertwined like old tree roots, without aesthetics at all.

It was obviously a rainy day, but outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, it looked like a thick fog.

I can't see the distance clearly, only the bare flagpole and the tall buildings lined up can be vaguely seen.

There is a cup of hot coffee on the desk, and a layer of cream floats on the thick chocolate color.

The aroma alone permeates the air, which makes people feel refreshed.

Su Xiaomai had no joy in taking power in the student union again.

Under the pressure of various tasks, I feel more tired.

It's not as good as the previous life, and I'm really happy to let go of the shopkeeper.

But there are some things that must be done, such as kicking out my two best friends.

Su Xiaowei has been planning for a long time, and after thinking about it, this is the best ending.

Because of An Lan and her, it seems that they can no longer solve the problem by talking.

An Lan's stubbornness and determination to go her own way are deeply rooted in her bones, and she will never give in.

Su Xiaomai didn't hold back either, and beat An Lan to death with a stick.

Even Liao Meizhong, who was hesitant, was pushed hard from behind by her.

If things really evolve according to Su Xiaowei's idea, then Liao Meizhong and An Lan should get together and finally achieve happiness

And what about Su Xiaowei?

Like a lone wolf who left the pack, walking alone in the vast Gobi, slowly waiting to die.

The balance of fate is just and unreasonable.

While gaining, it also means losing something.

Su Xiaowei smiled, looked at the hazy rain outside, and muttered to herself——

"I don't know how the two of them are doing now?"

There was silence, no one could answer her.

"Boom boom boom!"

There were three knocks on the door of the president's office.

Su Xiaomai regained her senses and turned the office chair back.

She narrowed her eyes and returned to her usual joking look.

"Please come in."

The door was pushed open, and an unexpected person came in embarrassingly scratching his head——Du Jun! ?

His face was still bandaged, and it was still a little bright red.

Not long ago, he was beaten by Zhou Han, and the old wound still lingered on his face.

Du Jun doesn't seem to have much practice with the student union, what's the purpose of coming here?

Su Xiaomai's face changed slightly, she smiled and said nothing.

"You...Hello...Senior Su..." Du Jun said somewhat cautiously.

"Are you...?" Su Xiaomao asked hesitantly.

"Me?" Du Jun pointed to himself, with a startled expression, and said in surprise, "I'm Du Jun, Du Jun, Senior Sister Su, don't you remember me?"

"Oh..." Su Xiaomao smiled meaningfully, "I remembered, the one in the second grade..."

"Yes, yes, yes!" Du Jun nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

"What do you want to see me for?" Su Xiaomai's tone was kind, making one feel like a spring breeze.

"That..." Du Jun hesitated for a moment, thinking of Zhou Han's punching him, he suddenly became terrified, and wanted to tear him alive in his heart, gritted his teeth and said bitterly, "I want to ask senior sister Help me, beat and beat Zhou Han, who is in the second grade."

Su Xiaomai's complexion was as usual, her face was still as calm as the surface of a lake.

That smiling expression is very kind and can easily paralyze people.

"Why?" Su Xiaomao tilted her head, her chestnut-colored long hair drooped on her shoulders and fell down.

"Eh!?" Du Jun was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Su Xiaomai to ask back inexplicably. He said seriously, "Because that Zhou Han...he is too arrogant! Hitting me is not counted, but he actually got worse humiliate me! So... so I come to ask Senior Sister Su to help me and give me an idea."

"I think..." Su Xiaomao paused, then said with a smile, "Did you misunderstand me?"

"What... what do you mean?" Du Jun was confused and his expression was dull.

"I mean...why should I help you?" Su Xiaomao said in a deep voice, her smile gradually became a little stiff.

"This..." Du Jun was at a loss for words, and his forehead was sweating slightly, "Didn't you help me before?! A good man will do his best to send the Buddha to the west, so you can help me again..."

"When did I help you? Why don't I remember?" Su Xiaomai's expression became more and more mysterious.

"It was just before..." Du Jun's eyes widened, and he said very seriously, "Sister Su, you won't forget it so soon, will you?"

"Sorry, I don't understand what you're talking about?" Su Xiaowei shook her head slightly.

"What!?" Du Jun couldn't understand Su Xiaomai more and more. Impatient, he suddenly became a little anxious.

"Crack!" There was a loud noise——!

Du Jun suddenly patted Su Xiaomai's desk, and said aggressively, "That's what happened before! After Zhou Han hit me, you gave me an idea, didn't you?"

"I'll say it again, I don't know what you're going to say?" Su Xiaomai slightly opened her pale eyes, her deep eyes showing seriousness, "If you continue to make trouble for no reason, don't blame me for being rude."

"Senior Su... I... I didn't make trouble for no reason?" Du Jun blushed more and more, and his mood became more and more impatient.

"Please go out, let's talk again after you calm down." Su Xiaomai opened her eyes and gave the order to evict the guest.

None of what she said now was a joke, and everything she said was very serious.

"Sister Su, did you really forget?" Su Jun swallowed secretly, opened his mouth and said loudly, "The small gate of Jinteng Academy... Didn't you tell us?"

Su Xiaomai's complexion gradually turned black and became more and more ugly.

Seeing that Su Xiaowei was silent, Du Jun thought she hadn't remembered yet, so he continued to add one sentence carelessly——

"I went to another school to find helpers to teach Zhou Han a lesson, and then let them enter through the small door..."

Su Xiaomai's face turned completely gloomy, becoming extremely terrifying.

"This idea..." Du Jun paused, then questioned Su Xiaowei——

"Didn't you tell me!?"

Chapter 380 The Compass and the Murder Weapon

Du Jun talked to himself angrily, and kept reminding Su Xiaomai, wanting her to remember.

But the stupid Du Jun didn't notice... Su Xiaomai's complexion was getting worse and worse, and there was a hint of malice in her trademark light-colored eyes.

Du Jun's patience was extremely poor, and he couldn't see that things were going wrong.

But he didn't seem to have thought about it, boys who are impatient are generally very unwelcome by girls.

Du Jun slapped his hand on the desk, revealing several blue veins, obviously not in a calm mood.

A hint of danger flashed across Su Xiaomai's faint pupils.