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

Walking down the dormitory building, Lin Qinghuan felt even more overwhelmed.

She habitually hid behind Wen Yijing, but was still seen by Luo Zhouran.

Seeing Lin Qinghuan's reaction, Wen Yijing probably knew that she didn't want to see Luo Zhouran, and she was quite helpless. She whispered, "Huanhuan?"

Ugh...

Can't hide.

"Lin Qinghuan." Luo Zhouran called out in a hoarse voice. After not seeing him for a few days, the young man, who was originally young and energetic, looked much more haggard and worn.

Lin Qinghuan's heart ached for a moment. She deserved to die for what she had done.

"Jingjing, you go first." She said lightly.

Seeing this, Wen Yijing left first. Luo Zhouran came up and handed her a bag, "Breakfast."

Lin Qinghuan was stunned for a moment, her nose felt a little sour, and she wanted to cry, "Zhou Ran, don't be so nice to me, I'm not worth it."

Luo Zhouran pretended not to hear and asked, "Senior Jian Yan said that you just came back from your hometown last night. Why didn't you call me so that I could pick you up at the airport?"

Lin Qinghuan sighed, stared at his haggard face and asked, "Zhou Ran, do you really not know where I am?"

Luo Zhouran was stunned for a moment, and forced a smile, which was both forced and hypocritical. "Huanhuan, what are you talking about?"

"When you went to He Yanlang's house, I was in his room."

It is very clear what this sentence means.

"I'm not worthy of your love, understand? You will meet a girl better than me, Zhou Ran, don't be stubborn."

"Maybe you don't like me, it's just... just..."

"Lin Qinghuan, I just like you!" He interrupted her, "Don't I know how I feel about you?"

silence.

They walked side by side in silence for a long time before Lin Qinghuan spoke.

"Yes...I'm sorry..."

Before they knew it, they had already reached the teaching building. Lin Qinghuan asked, "Don't you have morning classes?"

"Yes? But I don't want to attend!" He was almost driven crazy by Lin Qinghuan, so how could he have the mood to attend morning classes.

It looked like he was planning to follow her to her class.

Lin Qinghuan sighed again, "Go to your class, we'll talk at noon."

"No!" Luo Zhouran refused. Did she know how angry and wronged he was? He didn't want to wait any longer.

"So what do you want?" she asked.

Luo Zhouran said, "Either I go to your classroom and accompany you to class, or you skip class with me."

Lin Qinghuan was about to refuse, but then she remembered that the school student union was coming to check attendance, and He Yanlang, the president of the school student union, would also be there, so she said, "Okay!"

Luo Zhouran was a little surprised that she actually agreed to skip class with him.

The school starts at 8 am, and except for the breakfast shops, the coffee shops and milk tea shops are not open yet.

Luo Zhouran said, "Let's go to my dad's office, which is in the technology building. He's on a business trip recently."

Lin Qinghuan nodded and followed Luo Zhouran to the science and technology building.

There were only a few teachers on the entire floor. Luo Zhouran opened the door skillfully, turned on the light, and asked Lin Qinghuan to go in first. After Lin Qinghuan went in, he locked the door behind him.

It is a large office with a scholarly atmosphere. The bookcases are filled with books and there are many green plants decorating the room.

While she was still getting familiar with the environment, Luo Zhouran hugged her from behind and rested his head on her shoulder.

"Zhou Ran?" She struggled hard, feeling extremely uncomfortable all over, "Don't be like this?"

Luo Zhouran didn't listen and still hugged Lin Qinghuan tightly. His voice was hoarse and there was even a hint of tears in his voice, "Lin Qinghuan, I feel so bad."

"Alcohol can't numb me. I want to sleep but can't. I miss you when I close my eyes and I still miss you when I open my eyes. I haven't slept well in two days. Please let me hug you, please."

He was easily satisfied. He felt safe and secure just by holding her and smelling her scent.

Lin Qinghuan stopped struggling and slowly said to comfort him, "Zhou Ran, let go first, and let's talk."

He didn't want to talk, because the end result of the talk would be that she didn't like him, didn't love him, and asked him to let go.

"No need to talk." He said coldly, turning Lin Qinghuan's body over and facing her face, "I know what you will say."

He hugged Lin Qinghuan tightly, buried his face in her neck, and his hands began to become restless.

Lin Qinghuan knew exactly what he wanted to do.

“Luo Zhouran!” She screamed, struggled to get free, and slapped the boy in the face, knocking him off balance a bit. She yelled viciously, “Wake up!”

Lin Qinghuan widened the distance between them.

Luo Zhouran raised his face, his scarlet eyes filled with tears, his face full of confusion, the little puppy finally shed tears of grievance, and questioned word by word, "Lin Qinghuan, I really feel bad, why don't you like me, why would you rather be hooked by the senior than accept me."

"He's just playing with you, understand?"

How could she not understand? She was also in agony, but she could do nothing.

"So, are you still determined to like a girl like me who has no self-love and self-respect?" She asked coldly. Compared to Luo Zhouran's out-of-control mood, she was obviously much more stable.

Maybe she is older than him, and she unconsciously puts herself in the role of an older sister, thinking that she is more mature and should talk things over with him properly.

When Luo Zhouran started crying, she would really feel distressed, out of a love and care for her brother.

"Zhou Ran, it will be fine after a while. You will get over this failed relationship. Let's not meet again in the future. Time will naturally heal everything."

"Love is not the only thing. There are many things that are more attractive than love. Open your eyes, let yourself go, and let me go."

...

He stared at her coldly.

Don't want to hear it.

Can't let go.

"Then how about I be your backup? Wait until you and the senior are over, then you can consider me?" He asked cautiously again, so humble that Lin Qinghuan thought he was seriously ill.

"The more humble you are, the more I look down on you?"

Ah...

"So what do you want me to do in order to accept me?"

Lin Qinghuan was so angry that she was about to jump up and down. How could someone be so stubborn and so unwilling to listen? "Let you go, let me go!"

She turned around to leave, but Luo Zhouran grabbed her hand again and pushed Lin Qinghuan down on the sofa.

He is crazy.

Perhaps the only way to shake Lin Qinghuan right now is to possess her like the senior did.

"Try it, maybe I'm better than you, senior."