Boyfriend is mentally ill

The two stood on the street late at night and looked at each other.

Jiang Xiaofeng's nose was red and his hair was messed up by the wind. Looking at Meng Fusheng, he couldn't react.

"Are you looking for me?"

Meng Fusheng nodded while adjusting his breathing, let go of his hand on his shoulder, and apologized again: "I'm sorry, I missed the appointment."

The cold feeling on his body and the feeling of being numb in his head faded away little by little. Jiang Xiaofeng suddenly clenched his fists, stared at him with pressed eyebrows, and asked for confirmation, "Didn't you not come on purpose?"

Meng Fusheng was dumbfounded by his question.

Is this the first question that a normal person will ask after being missed an appointment?The junior actually thought he didn't come on purpose?

He shook his head and replied, "Of course not."

Jiang Xiaofeng was still asking: "Is the phone really lost?"

Meng Fusheng felt that his state was very wrong, his tone was very aggressive, and his aura was sharp, like a person who has been deceived often and couldn't believe that he was not deceived this time. He wanted to confirm the details repeatedly to prove that it was another scam.

A guess suddenly popped up in his mind.

Could it be that the junior was often cheated by breaking appointments before?That's why the reaction was so weird.

He also remembered when Xiao Kun came to find fault, Jiang Xiaofeng said that Xiao Kun liked to bully him in high school.

"I lost it." He withdrew his scattered thoughts, slowed down his tone, pointed to his shoulder, and explained in great detail, "I lost it together with my backpack. I went to the club early after class in the afternoon, and someone found it in the middle." I went to chat, and when I came back, I found that the backpack on the chair was missing, and I’m really sorry for the missed appointment.”

Jiang Xiaofeng looked at his empty shoulders, and asked again: "You've been looking for me?"

Meng Fusheng's tone was more gentle: "Yes, the restaurant waiters on this street and the people in your neighbor's dormitory can all testify. Brother, I didn't lie to you."

Jiang Xiaofeng scrutinized Meng Fusheng's expression and looked into his eyes.

Maybe it was because the other party's acting skills were too good. At this time, he didn't see any signs of lying and perfunctory on the other party.

——Not being tricked again, scumbag | He didn't find out his identity at all, and breaking the appointment was just an accident.

This recognition made him finally return from the frozen land to the human world.

"That's all right."

He let go of his clenched fist, but he was not in a good mood.

After today's incident, he completely discovered the stupidity of the trumpet plan.

He didn't want to force himself to get close to the scumbag anymore, he had wronged himself too much, why did he let himself be so wronged.

It's just that he can't directly turn against the scumbag until he finds a new way to take revenge on the scumbag.

With a decision in his heart, he felt a little more relaxed, and said, "Senior, it's too late, I have to go back to the dormitory."

Meng Fusheng hurriedly said, "I'll see you off."

Jiang Xiaofeng didn't refuse, he still had something to say to the scumbag.Before completely abandoning the trumpet's approach plan, he had to do a good job of spying to make sure that the scumbag really didn't recognize him.

The two stepped into the campus in the dark. Compared with the outside, the inside of the school is quieter, and there are no people on the road.

Maybe it was because of being cold, Jiang Xiaofeng felt that he was surprisingly calm, even the flame of revenge that was always dancing wildly in his heart was quiet.

"Senior, you said yesterday and today that you have something to do with me, what is it?"

Meng Fusheng, who was trying to organize his words to apologize again, and then made an appointment for a meal to make amends, was stunned when he heard the words, remembering his original plan, he didn't know what to say.

"Senior?"

Meng Fusheng came back to his senses and turned to look at Jiang Xiaofeng.

The street lights were dim, and Jiang Xiaofeng's wind-blown hair was dyed a warm brown by the lights.He turned his head to look over, with a quiet and gentle expression, his eyelashes cast fan-like shadows under his eyes, his eyes were black and clean, with a sense of transparency that seemed to be able to see into people's hearts.

It's completely different from the stubborn and deep look before.

It is also completely different from the sharp ridicule when facing Xiao Kun yesterday.

Now he looks soft and obedient, like a little milk dog who is curiously observing the world, and he is easily bullied by the naked eye.

And Meng Fusheng is ready to bully him now.

Although the missed appointment made him lose his rhythm, Tian Rui was right. Some things really cannot be delayed.

Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain. Although this is not a good time to refuse, it is a good opportunity that may make Jiang Xiaofeng give up quickly.

"I'm sorry." He first apologized for today's missed appointment and the subsequent rejection.

Jiang Xiaofeng looked at him inexplicably, and felt that the scumbag's drama today was a bit too much. How many times have he apologized? It must have been too hard to pretend to be a good person. Didn't he say he was fine?

Meng Fu forced himself to look into his eyes: "Thank you for your liking."

Jiang Xiaofeng stared.

what? ?

What do you like?Who likes you now?What are you talking about?Although I did take the initiative to approach you, but I wanted you to like me, and I haven't done anything yet, why are you messing with yourself to feel good?

"But I'm sorry." Meng Fusheng couldn't bear to see him staring and suffering, and looked away, "I can't accept it. The letter, chocolates and gifts you gave me were all in the backpack and were stolen together. I can't return it to you, I will compensate you with other things, I'm really sorry."

What letter?what chocolatewhat gift?Scumbag, are you alright?Are you cheating too much, and have you strung the story of some poor cheated guy on me?

Jiang Xiaofeng clenched his fists again.

The scumbag is too narcissistic, his hands are itchy, and he wants to beat someone up.

Meng Fusheng didn't wait for his response. He noticed his clenched fists suddenly from the corner of his eye, and his heart was heavy. Seeing that the No. [-] dormitory building had appeared not far in front, he simply stopped and said, "Here, you go back to the dormitory. Go to bed early, don't think about it, in the future... from now on, go to class well, good night."

He left after speaking, the first time he was so unmannered.

Jiang Xiaofeng raised his fists, but he didn't expect the scumbag to turn around and run away.His face was blackened to the bottom of the pot, and he wanted to chase after him, but a gust of cold wind blew over, swirling sand from nowhere and rushed at his face, grinding into his eyes, forcing him to stop.

Meng Fusheng walked around the corner, and looked back in a strange way.

Through the shadow of the tree, he saw that Jiang Xiaofeng hadn't left yet, standing on the same ground facing this side, with his head lowered, and his hands on his eyes.The street lights elongated his figure, making him look thinner.

Are you crying?

He stopped, then forced himself to look away, and left without looking back.

……

[On X, X, 201X, Xiaoyu, I decided to give up the trumpet plan, the scumbag is not worth my trouble, and the scumbag actually rejected me, it's unbelievable!Maybe this is the scumbag's way of playing hard to get, but I decided not to cooperate with him in acting. 】

Jiang Xiaofeng took out a tissue to wipe off the snot that came out of his nose, his eyelids were deaf, his hair was disheveled, and he continued typing.

[Compared to punishing the heart, it is better to kill by force.Because the scumbag is immune to the damage of my trumpet, I decided to practice the trumpet and switch to the same profession as the scumbag—swordsman. I don’t believe that the scumbag is also immune to damage from the same profession!In addition, I decided to save those who were deceived by scumbags. They are innocent and should not continue to be deceived by scumbags.Of course, if possible, I would like to unite them to take revenge on the scumbag. 】

His throat was very dry, he took a sip of hot water to moisten it, stared at the various assassination props on the table for a while, then picked up the phone again.

[Forget it, let me take revenge alone. Revenge is too difficult and hard. They should embrace a new life. 】

Putting down his phone again, he took another tissue to wipe his nose, rubbed his swollen and sore eyes, picked up a pen and began to write about his daily life.

In a corner of the dormitory, Tian Daqi and Liu Yuanzhou sat huddled together, looking at Jiang Xiaofeng worriedly, not knowing how to comfort him.

Yesterday Jiang Xiaofeng walked back to the dormitory with the lights turned off. When he entered the door, his eyes were red, as if he had cried.Reminiscing that he went out with Meng Fusheng at night, what happened last night is clear at a glance.

——Xiaofeng was probably rejected by Meng Fusheng.

Jiang Xiaofeng was languid all day today, and he used up a large roll of paper towels, looking pitiful.

Hao Qi suddenly poked his head from the upper bunk, and first took a look at Jiang Xiaofeng to make sure that he hadn't noticed him while reading the book, then hurriedly winked at Tian Daqi and Liu Yuanzhou, who were gathered together, and asked them to read WeChat.

Tian Daqi and Liu Yuanzhou thought that he had thought of a good way to comfort Jiang Xiaofeng, and took out their phones one after another.

Hao Qi formed a small group of three people, posted a link to it, and said: Let's have a look.

Tian Daqi and Liu Yuanzhou were puzzled, clicked on the post, and found that the post looked familiar—it was the love letter post.

Tian Da: Didn’t you read this post?

Delicious brother: There is a follow-up, you only need to look at the poster, and scroll back.

Tian Daqi and Liu Yuanzhou followed suit, and saw that this post was updated last night. The poster said that her boyfriend was sick last night. She was very worried, so she rushed to deliver medicine to him before the lights were turned off in the dormitory. The confession was rejected at the scene.

The key point in the back, the one who confesses and is confessed is the one who forgives the green boy and the male god Meng.

The landlord sighed, and said forgive the green boy and cried on the spot, looking very pitiful, but the male god is always straightforward, although the words of refusal were gentle, and finally asked forgive green not to think about it, and go to class in the future, but leave He was so merciless that he didn't even look back.

As soon as the follow-up came out, the quiet post instantly became lively.

Some people lamented that there is no way out for being gay; some people said that Meng Fusheng is straight at first glance, and boys like him have no future;

And some people, like flies smelling meat, kept asking the host what major her boyfriend is and which building she lives in, trying to deduce the major and age of the forgiving green boy.

The host is very virtuous and did not disclose a single word of information in this regard, emphasizing "low-key eating melons, discussion is limited to the Internet, and don't disturb real people's lives".

Then some people ridiculed that the landlord was acting and standing up, she was the one who gossiped, and she was the one who emphasized respecting other people's desires, she really said everything.

The wind direction of the post is gradually crooked, and the host replied a few words at first, but then disappeared directly.

Tian Daqi frowned, and then clicked on the next page, only to find that the post no longer existed and had been deleted.

Over there, Liu Yuanzhou also found that the post was deleted, and said in the group: The post is gone.

Yummy Brother: It's not important!The important thing is that we must not let those idle people find out that the person who was rejected yesterday was Xiaofeng!He was sad enough already, he couldn't bear the second injury!

Tian Da: The fourth brother is right.

Zhou Zhouliu: What do you do?

Yummy Brother & Tian Da: Do it!

The three reached an agreement, Hao Qi immediately fell off the bed, Tian Daqi stepped forward and patted Jiang Xiaofeng on the shoulder, and said, "Third brother! Let's clean up the dormitory!"

Jiang Xiaofeng, who was indulging in his daily life: "???"

……

The gang leader asked to tidy up the gang, and Jiang Xiaofeng naturally responded positively.

The four of them cleaned the dormitory up and down, clearing out several bags of old garbage.Finally, Hao Qi proposed to tidy up the closets, calling on everyone to tidy up the old clothes that they don't wear and don't like, and put them in the clothes donation box downstairs, so as to benefit poor families in mountainous areas!

Jiang Xiaofeng had nothing to do, so he was fooled by Tian Daqi and others to donate the nine yuan and nine free shipping forgiveness green suit that he only wore once.

After exercising like this, Jiang Xiaofeng was covered in sweat, his limbs were sore and swollen, and the wound on the back of his head that had healed seemed to be aching.

He was very uncomfortable, and wanted to go back to the bed to lie down, but Tian Daqi grabbed his arm, and then his forehead was touched.

Tian Daqi's expression changed: "I just said that you don't look right, Xiaofeng, you have a fever!"

The author has something to say: After a long time, Meng Fusheng, who was being broken up by Jiang Xiaofeng, recalled himself who had refused Jiang Xiaofeng's confession, and couldn't help but lit a cigarette.

#恐怖, I regret it very much now, if I hadn’t refused at that time, I would have taken advantage of his stupidity to make the fake one real! #

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