Kuai Chuan: The cold Lord God always acts like a spoiled brat to me

Chapter 108 Extra Story: Who cares about your apology
In summer, the cicadas chirp loudly, and the sunlight passes through the sycamore trees and sprinkles the ground mottled.

September thirteenth at seven fifteen.

The girl ran forward frantically in her school uniform. Not far away was the gate of the school. It felt like she ran at a life-and-death speed of 500 meters per hour.

Carrying a white schoolbag, a fluffy ball fell, and it shook violently with the pace of running, which could shake people's eyes.

Running too fast, one couldn't stop the car, and was caught off guard by a slender figure walking from the opposite side!

Just like that, he threw himself into the opponent's arms, subconsciously grasping the boy's skirt with his fingers, and his breath was filled with a light and cool fragrance.

The atmosphere seemed to freeze for a few seconds.

The girl was stunned, and after realizing it, she let go as if her hand was hot, staggered back a few steps, and said panting.

"Yes, sorry!"

It was a young man, he was not too old, he was bumped into his arms unexpectedly, his body was thin and tall, against the light, the wrist exposed under the sleeve of his school uniform was cut coldly, he patted himself on the shoulder that was bumped, his movements were light and light of.

A pair of extremely dark eyes, looking at her quietly.

It was the first time she fell into the arms of a boy at such an age, and the girl blushed immediately, and said in a stumbling manner: "I didn't mean to..."

She smelled a nice woody fragrance, not too strong, it lingered lightly in the summer wind, and asked casually, "What body wash do you use, it smells pretty good."

The young man's thin lips moved slightly, and before he could speak, he was interrupted by a distant voice.

"Ruan You'an! Hurry up, I'm going to be late later!" The girl was beckoning to her anxiously.

"Here we come!" The girl didn't care about anything else, bowed to the boy again, and hurried away with her schoolbag on her back, rushing to the main gate of the school at the last moment.

It's September, the girl is wearing a high ponytail, the hair is white, the hair is fluffy, the eyebrows are immature, the side face is dazzlingly white in the sun, the back is slender, and she is in full bloom.

Gradually disappear from sight.

...he hasn't spoken yet.

Think of the shower gel that girls ask.

The young man frowned, lifted his sleeves and smelled it, but he didn't feel any smell. He stood in the morning light and paused for a long time, until his friend patted him on the shoulder: "What are you thinking, go away!"

Mu Junchen came back to his senses, and hummed coldly.

her name.

Ruan Youan.

...

Summer, sunshine, cicadas, teaching building, playground, back view.

Small shops, twos and threes, orange soda, passing by.

Class breaks, corridors, peeking, dodging.

Laughter, inadvertently, staring at each other.

I bought 32 bottles of drinks, and put them on someone's desk carelessly in the class.

The second official meeting came without warning.

In the old house of the Mu family, Zhuo Wan smiled and took the girl's hand: "An An, this is my aunt's son, older than you."

The girl stood there, her eyes were extremely unfamiliar, and she said, "Hello, brother."

She doesn't remember him anymore.

So many encounters, out of the corner of the eye, passing by, only he secretly remembers.

How many times the boy was cold and secretly jealous, angry by one, sad by the other, and coaxed by the other.

When he deliberately ignored her, it was more uncomfortable than when she ignored herself.

What can be done.

What else can be done.

It's better to be tit for tat than to ignore him, right?
The first time Ruan You'an hated Mu Junchen was on the playground, when a boy in the class gave her a hair tie as an apology for losing her diary.

She bent her eyes to show her friend that the hair band was bright red, bright and beautiful, and it further accentuated the girl's fair skin.

Before he could put it on, he was directly taken away from his hand.

The two words fluttered down.

"It's ugly."

The boy smiled as if angry, glanced at her, sneered, and mocked her.

"You give it back to me!"

Ruan You'an was very angry, especially angry, and reached out to snatch it, but the man refused to give it to her because of his height and long legs.

He snatched her hair tie.

Mu Junchen must be the most hated person in the world!

...

A hair tie, what a big deal.

Mu Junchen didn't know why she was angry.

The young man was stunned by mistake, young and dazed, and the next day, he bought a box of hair ties for the girl and put them on her desk.

Later, they were called to the office together, and their parents were also invited.

Because the teacher suspected that they were in puppy love.

At that time, Ruan You'an's mother was still there, and her health was not very good. She was in the hospital for half a year, and the rest of the time, she always quarreled with Ruan Tang.

Ruan You'an always quietly watched their hysterical disputes and overturned New Year's Eve dinner.

There was a foul smell on the ground.

After being called a parent, Ruan You'an was scolded by Ruan Tang. Her mother was very gentle to her, and because of this incident, she quarreled with Ruan Tang again.

Since then, Ruan You'an hated Mu Junchen even more.

When he came to school the next day, the boy apologized to her.

"sorry."

The quarrel rang out all night last night, the sharp, crazy, and smashing sound tore the eardrums, Ruan Youan stayed up all night, listening to them quarreling blankly, now her eyes are still red, she is in a bad mood, and her tone is aggressive .

"Who cares about your apology?"

"sorry."

"Can you stay away from me?"

The boy was stunned.

From that day on, Mu Junchen rarely appeared in front of girls.

Ruan You'an still goes to and from school normally every day, talking and laughing, walking on the playground with friends, and occasionally buying a cup of milk tea.

So she didn't know why the wallet she lost and suddenly appeared, the classroom that was already clean when she was on duty, and the second half-price strawberry cake.

There is a relationship in this world, and it ends when you stop taking the initiative.

Like if he doesn't look for her, she will never remember him.

That year Ruan You'an's mother passed away. In the same year, Ruan Tang married Zhou Xiangshan and brought a child.

The girl cried for a long time alone on a park bench, her eyes were red and her shoulders were trembling.

She had been able to lie to herself that she had a home before, but she could no longer.

She has only herself.

Mu Junchen watched from a distance for a long time, motionless until his body became stiff.Her throat was astringent, her fingertips were trembling, it was she who was crying, and it was him who was hurting.

Countless times he wanted to come forward to comfort her, but he was not good at speaking, afraid of making her angry again.

When he finally plucked up the courage to step forward, it was just as she was leaving.

The last time they spoke was half a month ago.

Her last words were: "Why are you so annoying."

Ruan You'an didn't like Mu Junchen at all.

Not at all.

She just finds him annoying.

Mu Junchen stood on the spot, silent for a long time, without moving, looking at the girl's back.

To make her happy became Mu Junchen's only goal at that time.

He learned a lot and tried hard to become what she liked, but in the end he was neither fish nor fowl, which made people laugh.

He spent a lot of time inquiring about the people around Ruan You'an, and nonchalantly asked girls what they liked.

I heard that she is chasing a celebrity recently.

So he borrowed the star's Weibo from the company by using his Mu family relationship, organized a day's speech on the other side of the network, carefully considered every word, deleted and changed, changed and deleted, and privately messaged Ruan You'an.

That was the happiest time he had chatted with Ruan You'an in the past three years.

for playing another person.

The name of the male star is——

(End of this chapter)