She is soft on my heart

Chapter 83 The Almost Confession
Jiang Cong hung up the phone, caught a glimpse of a familiar slender figure on the corridor from the corner of his eye, and looked sideways.

Li Xingchen didn't know when he came out, and stood at the corner watching him.

"Come here." He stubbed out the cigarette, and pushed the window open again to loosen the smell of smoke.

Li Xingchen walked over obediently and slowly, with his head slightly lowered, like a child who made a mistake for no reason.

Neither of them spoke.

After being silent for a long time, Li Xingchen raised his eyes and glanced at him secretly, who knew that he was meeting his straight, dark gaze. After a moment of silence, he simply asked, "Jiang Cong, are you still angry?"

"Ah."

He answered so bluntly, but Li Xingchen didn't know how to answer it. She lowered her eyes, fell silent for a moment, and said softly: "Then...don't be angry, you will become ugly when you are angry."

Jiang Cong: "..."

The daylight poured in from the end of the corridor, there was no one in the corner, the breeze blowing in from the window lifted the soft hair on her cheeks, the air was quiet for a while, Li Xingchen heard a slight sigh above her head.

Why isn't Jiang Cong angry, angry at those people who are looking for trouble, angry that she didn't tell him immediately, but more angry at himself, for letting the little girl be bullied under his nose, so long Not found.

If Meng Cheng hadn't happened to be in the toilet at that time, according to the trend of those red marks on her body, he didn't know what would happen, he didn't even dare to think about it.

If it happened, he didn't know what he could do.

Li Xingshen looked down at the upper of the shoe, his eyebrows were gentle, Jiang Cong suddenly recalled her obviously wrong emotions when she came out of the toilet, the little girl must be scared in her heart.

Thinking of this, he clenched his teeth again in annoyance, but his eyes lowered and fell on the hand beside her, and his voice softened unconsciously, "Is your hand okay?"

Hearing his question, Li Xingshen subconsciously raised his hand and looked at him, then shook his head, "It's okay."

No one spoke again.

She lowered her head in silence, and Jiang Cong leaned against the wall, looking at her with his head tilted, as if waiting for her to say something.

Li Xingchen rubbed his fingertips lightly, the warmth of his palm still remained on her hand.

The scene that made people hold their breath just now couldn't get rid of in his mind. Jiang Cong, who didn't care about anything, was angry because she was asked for trouble, and he stood up for himself, strong and firm.

Li Xingchen finally raised his head slowly, looked into his eyes, and slightly parted his lips: "Jiang Cong, why are you..."

But she got stuck as soon as she opened her mouth, because she didn't know how to ask, or in other words, she didn't know what she wanted to ask at all.

Her clear eyes contained confusion and temptation, ignorance and simplicity, which might be exactly what Jiang Cong wanted, so that he could use this to say what he wanted to say.

His Adam's apple slipped slightly, he contracted his palms, and suddenly his heart beat a little faster, giving rise to a rare emotion called nervousness in him.

He stared at her with burning eyes, "I did this because I like..."

"Brother Cong! Sister Xing!" It was Feng Cheng's voice that disturbed the situation.

Jiang Cong closed his eyes and took a deep breath: "..."

It felt like a mouthful of blood stuck in my throat, so fucking aggrieved.

Feng Cheng, who didn't know what was going on, ran over happily from the other side, but when he was three steps away from Jiang Cong, he slammed on the brakes and almost fell.

Receiving the eyes that did not conceal the killing intent, Feng Yuan shuddered, took a tactical step back, rolled his eyes back and forth to look at the two of them, and asked a little timidly: "I... am I bothering you..."

Just as Jiang Cong moved his lips to want him to get out, he heard Li Xing's soft and soft voice saying to him: "No, we didn't say anything important, what's wrong?"

Didn't say anything important?Feng Cheng panicked and looked at Jiang Cong.

Jiang Cong's face was too stinky to look at, "...if you fart, let it go."

Feng Chenghan scratched his head with a smile, "I don't have anything important..."

Jiang Cong let out a "hiss", straightened up and went over, raised his foot to kick him, Feng Cheng smiled playfully and went behind Li Xingshen to seek protection, "The dinner over there is almost over, I will go to Jinyu Port to sing in the afternoon, and call you over."

Jiang Cong's expression was cold, and the string that was stretched suddenly broke again. He glanced at Li Xingchen, but after all, he didn't say anything, and walked back.

The hotel staff took the wet clothes for dry cleaning, put them in the brand bag that didn't match the price, and returned them to Li Xingchen.

Jinyu Bay is one of several well-known KTVs in Beihe City. The boss seems to be related to someone in this group. A group of boys often go there to play. No less than a few taxis.

When he was about to get into the car, Li Xingshen realized that Jiang Cong seemed to have something to say, and asked him, "You just...why did you want to say why?"

Jiang Cong: "...It's nothing, it's not important anyway."

Li Xingchen: "..."

What he said... sounds so targeted.

Others in the car were chatting, and Jiang Cong looked out the window all the way in silence, Li Xingchen glanced at him several times, and finally found a topic after searching, "Why didn't Bai Daiyi and Ke Manman come today? "

Yang Lang smiled and answered: "The two of them went on a trip together, and when they come back this time, their relationship has not come naturally."

Li Xingchen: "..."

She didn't mainly want to know what they were doing.

After a few minutes, she searched hard for a second topic, which she was curious to know, and asked Jiang Cong, "Who is that girl you know?"

Jiang Cong turned to look at her.Could he understand that the little girl was paying attention to the other opposite sex around him.

"Are you talking about Meng Cheng?" The range of girls I know with Jiang Cong is too limited, Ru Ling said: "We all go to the same school in junior high school, she and Jiang Cong are in the same class, Xing Xing, let me tell you that Sister Cheng's family is awesome. Now, it’s not just about being rich.”

So Ru Ling dragged Li Xingchen to talk about the background of Meng Cheng's house hanging bombs for 5 minutes without stopping, while Jiang Cong leaned lazily on his seat and looked out the window.

Meng Cheng and Jiang Cong have similar auras to a certain extent. In junior high school, the two well-known figures in the class occupied the north and south corners of the last row respectively. One scored first and the other ranked last.

The cold iceberg and the coquettish beauty, the popular CPs that people in the class have admired in those years, and some people have written novels with them as the protagonists, but they don't like each other, and they haven't even said a word in the same class for more than a year.

The process of getting acquainted was also very simple and rude. Once the class was empty after school, and Meng Cheng’s daughter brought someone to the class. The sleeping Jiang Cong, Bingshan and the beauty cooperated perfectly, which was the favor Meng Cheng owed till now.

Later, after having Noone, Meng Cheng and his group often went there too, and they became familiar with each other after coming and going.

"But Sister Cheng was repeated in the third grade of junior high school. Now it's our junior girl hahaha, it seems to be from class one and twenty, wait a minute..." Ru Ling raised her chin, "Why does class twenty sound so familiar?"

Li Xingchen, who has a good memory, reminded: "She is in the same class as you."

(End of this chapter)