's face changed drastically!"You just said...""Didn't I just say I wouldn't touch the cut on your forehead today""Right!"Jian Tong touched her forehead and glared at the person in front of her... How...Endless nightmares, cycling night after night.
Standing on the precipice, suddenly plunged into the abyss! … Jian Tong, woke up.
It wasn't a fall off a cliff, but the door behind him being pulled open from the inside.
"Aren't you sick in the head, sleeping outside your bed"
Since that incident happened, Qin Mumu would always ignore Jian Tong whenever she saw her, putting on a cold and aloof expression. Although she looked down on Jian Tong, Qin Mumu also refused to speak to her, as if speaking to Jian Tong would lower her status.
And this morning, in the dormitory they shared, Qin Mumumu spoke kindly to Jian Tong.
"Well... that's not a very nice thing to say. You shouldn't have said it."
I felt dizzy and the world spun around me, Jian Tong had no heart to deal with Qin Mumumu.
Last night, the door was locked.
Jian Tong said lightly, some words are better left unsaid.
She didn't expect Qin Mumumu to apologize to her, she only hoped that this Qin Mumumu could stop here.
Qin Mumumu's voice, neither salty nor bland, came to my ear: "Oh～The door is locked. Maybe I accidentally bumped it when I closed it yesterday."
Accidentally bumped into... … This isn't something even a ghost would believe.
Jian Tong shook her head, unwilling to argue with Qin Mumumu. Her head grew heavier and the surrounding scenery started to spin.
"To be honest, it's not my fault. I just accidentally bumped into it, and the door locked. Won't you open your mouth and call for help What's the point of having a mouth if you don't use it"
With incessant chatter in her ears, Jian Tong's head throbbed painfully, her brow furrowed into deep ridges. She finally lifted her head: "Qin Mumumu, I'm very tired."
Fatigue etched on her face.
Qin Mumumu, however, acted as if she hadn't heard, and suddenly looked at Jian Tong, revealing a malicious sneer:
"Oh... I see. You use that mouth of yours for all sorts of low and shameless acts, don't you"
"I'm very tired." Jian Tong leaned against the door frame, the fatigue in her brows even more pronounced.
Her face was deathly pale, lacking any blood.
But Qin Mumumu refused to let her into the house, still refusing to yield: "Wait!" She grabbed Jian Tong who wanted to go into the house, a cold glint in her eyes:
"Jian Tong, I warn you, stop bothering Xiao Heng!"
Qin Mumumu would never admit it, she was jealous of Jian Tong and Xiao Heng's intimacy. She was a student at S University, and she only came to Dong Huang out of helplessness to earn tuition. She was different from the others there!
Jian Tong supported herself on the doorframe... she was so tired, so very tired. She really didn't want to argue with Qin Mumumu even a single word; all she wanted was to lie down on that bed as soon as possible.
"Qin Mumumu, I'm very uncomfortable."
Qin Mumumu was stunned for a moment, and then, for some unknown reason, as if she had been greatly insulted, she suddenly became agitated:
"Jian Tong, you're going overboard. You always play the victim card. I only said a couple of things to you, and now you're saying you feel uncomfortable here and there"
Jian Tong rubbed her temples, she really didn't want to have any more conflicts with Qin Mumumu:
“I got rained on last night. Didn't you lock the door”
Jian Tong only thought she had spoken the truth, but unexpectedly, this truth completely irritated Qin Mumu. Perhaps Qin Mumu already had an opinion about Jian Tong, and no matter what Jian Tong said, it was wrong.
"What do you mean by that!" Qin Mumumu's pretty face turned cold, "It wasn't me who asked the heavens to rain, and besides, didn't I already say It was an accident, I bumped into the lock. You're making it sound like I intentionally locked you out!"
Jian Tong, who was feeling light-headed, heard Qin Mumumu's words and felt even more pain in her head. She wanted to refute Qin Mumumu, she wanted to lash out recklessly and vent her grievances.
When this thought first popped into his head, before he could even act on it, Jian Tong himself ruthlessly suppressed it.
Jian Tong, you are no longer the eldest Miss Jian of three years ago.
Jian Tong, you are just a recently released convict.
Jian Tong, Qin Mumumu are students of S University, with bright futures. What about you, what about you, what about you!
Time, for Jian Tong, was a lump of dog **. It witnessed her transformation from confident and soaring to what she was now.
Isn't it a reluctance to freely vent one's emotions
No, it can't.
"Qin Mumumu, you misunderstood me. I just said that I got drenched in the rain all night and spent another night outside the door. Now I feel very uncomfortable, my head is a little dizzy. Can we talk after I wake up"
Her pale lips, almost pleading, revealed her weakness.
She couldn't help but think back to herself three years ago. She really wanted to know, if it were that Jian Tong from three years ago, what would she do
Would you be like me, timid and hesitant
Would you rather be like me, humble and afraid to cause trouble or offend anyone, cowardly and retreating
"Jian Tong, are you being unreasonable I've already told you, the door was locked. It wasn't intentional, I bumped into it accidentally! I've already explained myself, what else do you want" Qin Mumumu looked at Jian Tong in front of her and naturally thought of the scene in the stairwell.
It wasn't just that scene in the stairwell, but also the time at Box 606. Xiao Heng suddenly appeared and saved Jian Tong from an awkward situation. Jian Tong was about to perform a "kissing" act on stage, and her partner was just a small bodyguard!
The more Qin Mumumu thought about it, the more her heart ached.
The more I look at Jian Tong, the more uncomfortable I feel everywhere.
And seeing her meek and submissive demeanor, it enraged him even more!
Then, what did Xiao Heng see in her This little girl made entirely of cartilage.
She has no looks, no figure, and no brains. She's like a lump of mud. How could Jian Tong possibly charm a man as outstanding as Xiao Heng... Unless...
"Seductive temptress!" Unless Jian Tong used her body to entice Xiao Heng, Qin Mumumu, after some deduction, concluded that this was the reason.
Jian Tong lowered her head, hiding the emotions in her eyes.
Anger, she could have it too.
She spent three years learning to endure, learning to swallow her grievances.
Slowly, she raised her head and looked at Qin Mumumu: "If you like Mr. Xiao, then you shouldn't come to me. If you only have the ability to make things difficult for me, then Mr. Xiao will definitely not look up to you."
Yes, she spent three years learning to endure, learning to humble herself, but she couldn't change the pride that was ingrained in her bones from birth.
She wouldn't scold Qin Mumumu for being too much, but she could also drive Qin Mumumu crazy.
She even knew what to say, in the most direct way possible, to end this one-sided oppression.
Qin Mumu's pretty face changed drastically, twisting into a ferocious and hideous expression that was devoid of her former innocence. She widened her eyes, staring incredulously and unacceptably at the simple child in front of her - this woman who, in her own eyes, had always been humble, pitiful, and despicable.
"A despicable, shameless woman like you is not someone Xiao Heng would like. No one would like a woman with no shame!" Qin Mumumu glared at Jian Tong with a distorted face, shouting as if uttering these words had restored her lost self-esteem in front of Jian Tong.
Jian Tong's head was pounding, a burning sensation spreading through her. She felt a chill run down her spine despite the heat, her vision blurred. When she looked up, Qin Mumu seemed to multiply into countless afterimages, flickering in size and distance. Despite this, her hand clenched tightly, the pain of her nails digging into her palm brought her back to consciousness. There was one thing she absolutely had to tell Qin Mumu:
Qin Mumumu, liking someone shouldn't you treat him sincerely and only have him in your eyes
But, compared to Mr. Xiao, you seem to care more about my existence. I don't understand, is your liking just talk How much of your liking is genuinei Yuxing didn't feel dirty. At this moment, he just wanted to pull this man, who was in a state of utter decadence and disarray, out of that damned abyss of despair!A self-deprecating chuckle, abrupt...