Don't cry, baby. I'll punish you tonight.

Jian Yan was still arrogant and didn't look at Lin Qinghuan well. The two of them hardly spoke to each other in the dormitory.

Fortunately, Luo Zhouran explained it to Jian Yan, and she listened to some of it and did not deliberately make things difficult for Lin Qinghuan.

Lin Qinghuan bought her a new set of makeup tools and placed them on her desk. "Most of them were broken that day, so I bought you a new set."

Jian Yan was still angry and turned his head away without looking at Lin Qinghuan.

Yan Xia whispered, "That's enough. Just give yourself a way out. Luo Zhouran doesn't like you, so why do you have to take it out on Qinghuan?"

Jianyan was very angry and didn't say anything. He knew he was in the wrong, but he still wanted to save face.

"Qing Huan is more generous than you. She cherishes this friendship and takes the initiative to approach you to show her kindness. Why are you still being so reserved?"

Jian Yan was about to cry again, "Yes, that's right...it's all my fault...I have a character problem, okay!"

Yan Xia was completely speechless, "Whatever you want!"

In short, Lin Qinghuan doesn't care if there's no apology.

It has been almost a month since He Yanlang disappeared. In the first half of the month, she suffered from insomnia and depression almost every day, and she felt shortness of breath whenever she thought about him.

She would also go around asking for news about him like crazy. She asked Xue Jianing and Teacher Wei.

Teacher Wei said, "Yan Lang, how can ordinary people like us know the whereabouts of a young master from a wealthy family?"

"Although Beijing University is the dream place for all students in the country to study, it is not worth mentioning for a family like theirs. For an outstanding person like Yan Lang, it is an honor for the school that he can study here."

There are many legends about He Yanlang in the school, saying that he is from Longcheng. Lin Qinghuan even thought about going to Longcheng to find him.

However, Lin Qinghuan later realized that He Yanlang no longer contacted her and didn't want her anymore. Even if she flattered him, it would be of no use.

He doesn't love her, he's just playing with her.

Fortunately, there is still time. Time is really a good thing that can dilute all scars.

Over time, He Yanlang became a scar in her heart.

As long as she doesn't open the scar or touch it, she will be safe.

Luo Zhouran asked her to go to the ball gym to watch him play in the afternoon, but as if she expected to be rejected, she was bombarded with phone calls.

"Where is it, sis?"

"dormitory!"

"Come and watch me play basketball in the afternoon. You have rejected me 289 times this month, an average of 10 times a day. Lin Qinghuan, please!"

"You come to me 10 times a day. Don't you think you're being noisy? You're asking for too much?"

Luo Zhouran thought about it and it seemed to be true.

"Don't I still want to see you?"

"Okay, I'll bring Jian Yan along!" She deliberately tripped Luo Zhouran.

There was a pause, and then he said, "It's up to you. 2:30 pm, at the ball stadium."

She returned to the dormitory and said, "Jian Yan, Luo Zhouran has a basketball game in the ballroom this afternoon!"

Jian Yan knew in his heart that Lin Qinghuan had tried her best not to meet Luo Zhouran for her own sake, but Luo Zhouran was really pursuing her closely.

Wen Yijing poked her head out of the bed, glanced at Lin Qinghuan, then glanced at Jian Yan, "I'll go too, there must be a lot of handsome guys."

Yan Xia also poked her head out from the upper bunk, "I'll go too."

Everyone went, and Jian Yan was relieved, "I'll buy him milk tea!"

Lin Qinghuan gave her a heads-up in advance, "Whatever Luo Zhouran does to me, you'd better not be jealous, and don't think I did it on purpose or anything."

Jian Yan nodded.

The basketball game is between departments, so in a sense, Luo Zhouran also represents the glory of their department.

When they got there, the place was already packed. Fortunately, Luo Zhouran was quite capable and had reserved an excellent VIP seat for the four people in their dormitory.

"Zhou Ran, this is the milk tea I bought for you." Jian Yan handed it to Luo Zhou Ran.

Luo Zhouran was quite embarrassed. He scratched his head and smiled sweetly, "Thank you, Senior Jian Yan! No need!"

Lin Qinghuan walked to the side, Luo Zhouran caught up with her, took off his coat and covered her head with it, "It's time to go on stage, hold it for me!"

There was an uproar all around.

"Nervous!" Lin Qinghuan's vision suddenly blurred and he quickly took off Luo Zhouran's coat. He had already run far away, so Lin Qinghuan threw his coat to Jian Yan.

Yan Xia and Wen Yijing said to Jian Yan, "Don't be jealous, you chose the person yourself! Otherwise, just give up, that person just doesn't like you."

Jian Yan stamped his feet a few times, tears in his eyes, "I'm not angry, I'm jealous, can't I control it?"

Yan Xia suggested, "Then give up!"

Jian Yan said nothing.

The four of them sat down.

He is a handsome guy and has quite a lot of fans.

"Luo Zhouran! Come on! Luo Zhouran! Come on!" Behind them there was a large group of people shouting in unison, as if they had been trained.

Jian Yan glanced back and said, "Oh my god! Are all the girls in their class here?"

In short, he is from the school hosting team, has a wide network of contacts, naturally.

Someone pointed at Lin Qinghuan and whispered, "Luo Zhouran seems to be pursuing that senior?"

"Which one?"

"Didn't you see that the girl in the white shirt and blue jeans, Luo Zhouran just covered her head with his clothes?"

"But his clothes are on Senior Jian Yan!"

Lin Qinghuan quickly took a sip of water and simply threw Luo Zhouran's clothes back to her.

"Humph?"

Lin Qinghuan choked on a mouthful of water.

Every time Luo Zhouran scored a goal, he waved at Lin Qinghuan, looking like a little puppy asking for obedience from his owner.

Lin Qinghuan pretended not to see it and took out his hand to continue playing with his phone.

During the half-time break, he walked straight towards Lin Qinghuan again.

Jian Yan wanted to stand up and give some water to Luo Zhouran, but he walked straight to Luo Zhouran, and then, in full view of everyone, he picked up the bottle of mineral water that Lin Qinghuan had drunk from and started drinking.

"Lin Qinghuan, I'm awesome, right? I won by a crushing victory!"

Luo Zhouran drank most of her water.

Lin Qinghuan looked at Jian Yan and sighed. Really, Luo Zhouran didn’t like Jian Yan. It was impossible for her to force Luo Zhouran to like Jian Yan.

Seeing Lin Qinghuan looking at her, she simply said, “I’m not angry!”

Well, you can fish things with your mouth, but you’re not angry yet.

"Give up!" Wen Yijing adjusted her glasses. "He doesn't like you, but you can't force Qinghuan to like you by forcing him to do so!"

Yan Xia also added cautiously, "Sisters are real! Men are shit! Although Luo Zhouran is indeed a little handsome, Yanyan, you are not bad either. You will definitely find someone as handsome as him in the future!"

In short, "Is it so easy to just give up?"

Luo Zhouran has returned to the court and entered the exciting second half.

The divisions in the audience became more and more obvious, and the cheers grew louder and louder.

"Huanhuan, I'm sorry."

Amid the noisy crowd, Lin Qinghuan seemed to hear an apology.

Lin Qinghuan tilted her head and saw Jian Yan looking at her. Wen Yijing and Yan Xia were competing seriously, as if they heard nothing.

She smiled at Jian Yan, which was considered as forgiveness.

Then their entire dormitory joined in the cheering.

"Come on, Xin Chuan! Come on, Luo Zhouran! Come on, little puppy!"

Seeing that Lin Qinghuan, the old man, was finally willing to show his respect, Luo Zhouran on the court suddenly became full of energy. He made several three-pointers in succession, and his tail was lifted up in pride.

In the end, Xinchuan won by a landslide victory of 81 points, and Luo Zhouran became the most popular and best bowler of the game.

"What do you think, Lin Qinghuan, am I awesome? Am I awesome?" After the game, he kept chattering around Lin Qinghuan like a noisy little bird.

Lin Qinghuan covered her ears. Luo Zhouran suddenly stopped and almost bumped into her.

"Senior, you stepped on my foot!" Luo Zhouran still smiled sweetly and reminded kindly.

He Yanlang slowly moved away, his voice was extremely cold, but his eyes fell on Lin Qinghuan, "I'm sorry."

After saying that, He Yanlang passed by Lin Qinghuan, and next to him was Jiang Wanying, a little-known school beauty and internet celebrity from the Film Academy next door.

At first it was Xue Jianing, and now it's the school beauty from the film academy next door. He is really loyal and his hobby of liking beautiful women has never changed.

"He Yanlang and Jiang Wanying? Xue Jianing was dumped?" Wen Yijing asked in confusion.

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

"Jiang Wanying is still more suitable for him." Yan Xia said.

He Yanlang had already walked far away, but people's eyes were still fixed on him, marveling at his appearance and amazed at his superpowers.

"What's wrong with you, Lin Qinghuan?" Luo Zhouran noticed that something was wrong with Lin Qinghuan.

Lin Qinghuan immediately raised his head, shook his head, and pretended, "It's okay!"

Good news: She saw He Yanlang again.

Bad news: He Yanlang doesn't seem to remember her.

She pretended to be calm, approached Luo Zhouran and asked, "How much is the prize money for the competition?"

"Why are you trying to blackmail me?"

"you are not willing?"

"Yes, I do!" Luo Zhouran nodded immediately.

"Please treat us to a good meal in the dormitory!"

Luo Zhouran agreed readily.

The steak cost 400 yuan per person. Luo Zhouran treated everyone as he pleased, and the meal for five people cost more than 5 yuan.

"Qinghuan, it's so expensive to pursue you!" Wen Yijing spoke up for Luo Zhouran.

Luo Zhouran hurriedly shook his head, "No, no, senior sisters, just order whatever you want to eat."

Lin Qinghuan originally wanted to match Luo Zhouran and Jian Yan to sit together, but Jian Yan consciously sat between Yan Xia and Wen Yijing, allowing Lin Qinghuan and Luo Zhouran to sit together.

Luo Zhouran stared at Lin Qinghuan with a perverted look on his face.

Jian Yan said, "Luo Zhouran, please restrain yourself. Don't be so nice to me in front of Huanhuan. I will feel uncomfortable. Give me some time to adapt!"

It was obvious from what she said that she had decided not to like Luo Zhouran.

Lin Qinghuan had a question mark on her face. She came here to bring them together, but Jian Yan just treated them like playing house and she just didn't like it anymore.

As if seeing Lin Qinghuan's doubts, Jian Yan took a sip of water and continued, "I give up. No matter how hard I try, he won't like me!"

Luo Zhouran raised his tall glass and clinked it with his cup. "It's good that you gave up in time, Senior Sister. You deserve better!"

Lin Qinghuan: ???