The sudden hug pulled Chen Ran back from his own world.

He broke free from Jiang Xiaorui's hands in a relatively gentle way, turned around in confusion, facing this poor girl with a poor life experience.

Chen Ran looked at her condescendingly, and the girl lowered her head and did not dare to look directly at him.

a long time.

Chen Ran smiled and said, "What kind of program do you want to perform later? Will you play the guzheng?"

Jiang Xiaorui pursed her mouth and nodded timidly.

Chen Ran took a deep breath and said with a smile: "It should be your turn to go on stage soon. Go, I want to be alone."

Jiang Xiaorui slowly raised her head and looked at Chen Ran in a daze.

After looking at each other for a while, she asked carefully: "Are you not going in?"

Chen Ran looked towards the banquet hall and shook his head: "I don't like that kind of environment, everyone's utilitarianism is too clear."

Although he said it very tactfully, Jiang Xiaorui still understood it.

That’s right, these so-called social elites have too obvious utilitarianism.

She said self-deprecatingly: "Actually, I will go to the stage to speak as a representative of the poor student in a while. There are gatherings like this one or two times every semester, and I am a little numb."

Chen Ran frowned slightly: "You can refuse, they are consuming your dignity."

Jiang Xiaorui smiled ugly and replied with a lyrics: "The poor have no dignity. The tuition fees for my four years in college are provided by Senior Zhou's foundation. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a transaction. However, I was a little bit lucky, and Dean Zhou said that I had a better image."

Chen Ran was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to comfort her, so he could only quip: "So, are you boasting in disguise?"

Jiang Xiaorui was stunned when she heard this. After a moment of silence, her cheeks were covered with a beautiful blush.

"I don't, that's not. Don't talk nonsense... If it's really because of this, I would rather be the more ordinary I am, at least I don't have to force my smile every time, and even say some lines that I feel disgusting when facing the camera."

It is true that Jiang Xiaorui's words were suspected of repaying kindness with grievances, but Chen Ran could understand her mood.

Those children who apply for poverty alleviation have low self-esteem because of their background, and some emotionally sensitive people may even become withdrawn and unwilling to communicate too much with their classmates.

However, some school leaders do not understand this so-called "pretentiousness". When they catch a student who is easy to talk, they go crazy to "flee" on her. For their own career, some people even do everything they can.

Especially some so-called key universities that have more than enough to get better than the lower level, in order to receive investment from alumni and even the society, similar alumni associations are held almost every year.

"If you don't want to cooperate with the performance, I can..." Chen Ran spoke.

Jiang Xiaorui hurriedly shook her head, "No need, I'm actually used to it. Moreover, I was able to complete my studies in college and I was indeed favored by them. However, I don't know why so many poor students only chose me."

Facing the girl's lost expression, Chen Ran could only symbolically comfort her: "Maybe, you are excellent enough."

This society is so realistic. Only what is said by excellent people can have a certain degree of persuasion.

If those kind-hearted people see that the poor students who spend money to help are a bastard who plays games every day and fails the course of the keko, no one will be willing to fund the real poor students in the future.

After not chatting for too long, after Jiang Xiaorui was called away by her classmates, Chen Ran took the elevator to the room alone.

There are really a lot of wine in the bar, and he chose the highest bottle.

He leaned against the floor-to-ceiling window with his head resting on the bustling city, holding combustible alcohol in his hand, listening to Hu Er's "Window" in his ears, not Wu Qingfeng's. Chen Ran is not an elegant person, nor does he understand music, but only listens to the songs he likes, even the popular songs on the Internet.

Hu Er's voice is a little sad, which is suitable for drinking and singing.

I don't know how long it took.

Chen Ran felt like he was being picked up, and his head fell on the soft 'mattress'.

The breath was lingering with the familiar body fragrance. In his sleep, he smiled quietly and opened his hands to hold this short tranquility.

Perhaps because of her professional needs, she does not have the fragrance of perfume.

But it has a faint milky smell, and it smells of hospital disinfectant on the girl's clothes.

The girl's hands rubbed on his face, and the warm touch made Chen Ran involuntarily hug her body tightly.

His face was pressed against the girl's tight waist, and he greedily breathed the breath on her body, murmured the words "Xinran".

No words all night.

···

Dingling, Dinglingling~

The next morning, the phone ringtone started to make a fuss like a soul-torn one.

Chen Ran stretched out his hand in a daze and touched it around.

"Yeah, it hurts..."

Chen Ran was stunned for a moment and flicked and sat up.

When I lifted the quilt, I saw the girl sleeping with tears on the corner of her eyes, holding the pillow curled up. This is an extremely insecure sleeping position.

But, why are you?

Chen Ran directly pressed off his phone and patted his head hard. He knew very well that only Hong Xinran had it.

If it were Hong Xinran, then everything would be reasonable.

But why... Jiang Xiaorui?

Chen Ran would never have thought that Jiang Xiaorui had been watching in the hospital almost every day in order to take care of her mother in the past few months. If he had realized this earlier, he might not have been so impulsive last night.

Chen Ran's eyes were frozen on the white bed sheets in front of him, and the scarlet blood made his breathing rapid and uneasy.

Dingling, Dinglingling~

The phone rang again.

Chen Ran picked up his phone irritably and wanted to deduct the battery directly.

However, after seeing the caller ID, he was stunned.

After hesitating for a moment, Chen Ran walked out of the room and pressed the call button.

"Hey, Xinran..."

After he left, Jiang Xiaorui on the bed slowly opened her eyes and sat up with difficulty.

She looked at the slowly closed door, and looked down and saw the bloody red spot.

The tears that had already dried up became wet again.

He must love her very much.

Jiang Xiaorui hugged the pillow in her arms unwillingly, and the scene in her mind was the scene that men kept asking for throughout the night.

And from the beginning to the end, he called the girl named "Xinran". He just regarded himself as his girlfriend, the girl named "Xinran".

Thinking of this, she suddenly felt that she was very cheap. She was obviously just a substitute, so why did she take the initiative to come to her house?

It was obvious that he was calling out the name of another girl, so why did he endure the pain and let him ask for it?

Tears wet the pillowcase, and the cold touch made her feel at a loss.

Listening to the man talking outside, she forced herself to resist the discomfort and walked to the bathroom, found a razor, removed the sharp blade, and cut the blood-red piece on the sheet...

Five minutes later, Jiang Xiaorui was dressed neatly and walked out of the room.

The man stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with his back to her, as if explaining something to the person opposite the phone.
Chapter completed!