What Xu Simeng hates the most is Zhimian's noble appearance, as if she is like a clown who is always high above her.

"Why should I apologize to someone like you?"

Zhimian walked forward, and the next moment he picked up the water cup on the table and poured it hard on her face, with cold eyes:

"I don't need you to apologize."

Xu Simeng was caught off guard and shouted.

Zhimian met her eyes, "I haven't forgotten what happened before. What did you do to me yourself? I need me to recall it for you? Why do you look like I owe you now?"

Xu Simeng wiped off the water from her face and rushed forward frantically, but was stopped by Xu Siyuan, "Xu Simeng! Have you made enough trouble?"

Xu Simeng thought of something, smiled and mentioned something: "Zhimian, what are you trying to be arrogant now? You have a crush on Duan Zhuo and are eager to stay with him for how long? I still break up with him now? I have known that Duan Zhuo doesn't look down on you at all, a bastard like you..."

"Ba"

A slap hit Xu Simeng's face.

There was silence around.

Many eyes gathered over.

Xu Simeng covered half of her face, was stunned, looking at Xu Siyuan who was hitting her, biting her lip and her eyes turned red.

She didn't expect that Xu Siyuan, who loved her so much since she was a child, would slap her in the face because of Zhimian.

Xu Simeng, whose self-esteem collapsed, pushed him away and rushed out of the cafe.

Xu Siyuan frowned tightly between his eyebrows, turned his eyes to look at Zhimian, feeling guilty: "Zhimian, I apologize to you for her. I'm really sorry today, I..."

Zhimian shook his head and stopped him from saying the second half. She picked up the canvas bag on the chair and lowered her eyes: "Brother Siyuan, let's talk about the contract later. I want to go back first."

"I send you."

"No, it's better for you to go and see your sister."

Xu Si Yuan moved his lips and wanted to say something else, Zhimian had turned around and left-

After leaving the cafe, the sky outside was stained with twilight, and the fire clouds in the distance spread to the distance, and the orange and red and the sea blue of the mountain were perfectly blended.

The cold wind rustled, Zhimian walked on the street, his clothes were wet, and the cold wind penetrated into his bones through the water vapor. At this moment, the coat wrapped tightly with the tweed coat still felt very cold.

She pursed her lips and tried to calm her ups and downs.

I still remembered Xu Simeng’s sentence just now, so how long have you been in love with Duan Zhuo? Isn’t you still breaking up with him now?

She was in her heart, and the past that had finally calmed down was stirred up again.

Zhimian looked up at the sky, let out a heavy breath, trying to suppress his boredom.

When she walked to the bus stop, she got on the bus back to Binyang Garden.

The car was stuck in traffic and the bus stopped and walked around. She was pushed and crowded to the corner. The phone in her hand suddenly vibrated.

She saw Duan Zhuo's name displayed on the top.

A few seconds later, she still answered the phone.

"What's up."

The man's lazy male voice came from the other end, "I happened to send me two xxx's concert tickets. I'll take you tonight. Do you want it?"

"Don't go."

"You didn't say you like this singer very much, this position is very good."

"I don't want to go, and what are we going to see?"

The other end sneered and said a few seconds later: "Then I'll give you a ticket, will you take your best friend to see?"

"No, I don't want to see it."

"It's a waste not to look at it."

For a moment, the irritability accumulated in Zhimian's heart surged up, and she couldn't help but say, "Duan Zhuo, can you stop annoying me?"

After she finished speaking, the other end suddenly became silent.

A few seconds later, the man chuckled and said sarcastically: "Okay, I won't bother you anymore."

Zhimian was speechless for a while and finally hung up the phone.

The call ends.

Zhimian looked down at her toes, and for a moment, a feeling of fatigue and powerlessness came to her face, almost making her breathless.

...

The bus was stuck on the road for a long time.

When I arrived at the station near the community, when Zhimian got off the bus, it was already dark outside.

She wandered around while walking, and unknowingly walked to the park square next to the community. There were many old men and aunts here to dance square dance tonight. She found a quiet place, a bench under an old banyan tree, and sat down.

There was a large platform in front of her, and opposite was a mottled old stone wall. After a while, she bent down and buried her face in her palm.

She remembered that when she was in high school, she once regarded Xu Simeng as a good friend.

The next day she was with Duan Zhuo, she happily shared the matter with Xu Simeng, but in return the other party’s cold words: “Zhimian, are you disgusted?”

Xu Simeng changed her face by 180 degrees and changed her face. Zhimian was soon spread by her intentionally.

Zhimian actually heard a girl commenting that she seduced her brother, which was extremely disgusting.

That night, Zhimian didn't go home and sat alone on the school playground. Later, Duan Zhuo appeared and saw her crying, his face darkened and forced her to ask what happened.

The next day, Duan Zhuo went directly to school when he learned about it. Zhimian didn't know what he and Xu Simeng said alone, but he saw that Xu Simeng cried even harder that day than her.

From then on, although Xu Simeng didn't dare to do anything to her, Zhimian could feel that the other party hated her extremely, otherwise why would he still be obsessed with it now.

Later she realized that the reason why Xu Simeng was so angry was because she also had a crush on Duan Zhuo.

The friendship between them is beyond the reach of these.

Even though Zhimian wanted to forget these memories, why did Xu Simeng suddenly appear today, shouting in front of her with a reasonable look, why...

The evening breeze swept slowly.

Five meters away, Duan Zhuo, who followed her here from the bus stop, stood in front of the stone wall and saw a little girl wearing a lake blue coat sitting there alone, her black hair spreading softly, revealing loneliness.

He looked at her silently, and all kinds of emotions were intertwined in his heart.

Finally.

He walked towards her.

When he walked up to her, the man lowered his head, looked at her burying his head, licked his back teeth, and his voice was cold:

"How long will the wind be blowing here if you don't go home?"

Zhimian paused for a moment when he heard his voice. A few seconds later, his favorite muffled voice came from his palm:

"It has nothing to do with you."

He looked at her and sighed helplessly, "If you don't like to go, you won't like to go. As for calling you, you will annoy you like this?"

Seeing that she covered her face without saying a word, Duan Zhuo twitched, "Now he doesn't want to show his face to me?"

“…”

The next moment, he couldn't help but raise his hand and pulled away the hand that was covering her face.

"What are you doing..." The little girl hid back, and his big palm directly locked her chin, preventing her from retreating.

He bent down and then saw the expression on her face clearly.

The girl's eyes drooped, her eyes were wet, and her nose was very red.

Duan Zhuo's eyes paused, his heart was panicked, he frowned, and his voice suddenly became cold:
Chapter completed!