To Make He Yu Regret

To be honest, Jiang Xiaozhen regretted confessing to He Yu.

There are a lot of messy emotions in her heart, and real life is too busy, that she has no time to deal with them.

Therefore, their most direct effect on her is loss of appetite.

She eats three meals a day, cucumbers, lettuce and tomatoes.

When his stomach growls hungry, Jiang Xiaozhen will take out the mirror that he carries with him.

Looking at her fat face, she has no appetite at all.

"He Yu, I love you."

"Can you wait for me for a while?"

"I, Jiang Xiaozhen, will become beautiful and become a big beauty."

Working all day long to make money, Jiang Xiaozhen played those voices in her mind.

She told him to wait for her and become a big beauty.

Does Jiang Xiaozhen believe it herself? She must believe it if she doesn't believe it.

Since there is no longer a need to go to a restaurant for dinner, Jiang Xiaozhen has never seen He Yu recently.

He Yu seems to have misunderstood something, so he called and asked her why he avoided him recently?

Jiang Xiaozhen explained to him that she was busy, she was really busy.

Part-time work and study have made her have no time.

Now, in order to look good, Jiang Xiaozhen starts to exercise, going out for cycling and running every morning and evening.

Regarding the latter point, she did not say to He Yu.

Later, He Yu sent her several text messages.

After he asked her several times, Jiang Xiaozhen happened to have something.

Like her anger, He Yu's text messages were getting shorter and shorter.

Therefore, even if they did not meet, they both noticed that the atmosphere between them became awkward.

One day, at two or three in the morning, Jiang Xiaozhen was awakened by the vibration of the phone.

Opening her eyes in a daze, she saw a text message from He Yu.

【can】

The text message is endless, just these two words.

Jiang Xiaozhen yawned and got up to read their previous text messages. The last text he sent was asking her if she wanted Mala Tang. She answered that she couldn't go as a tutor that day, so he stopped replying.

The content of the communication is one week ago...

He Yu's reply is really fast, does he only now remember that she can't keep the appointment?

Jiang Xiaozhen turned off the phone angrily.

The next day, when she woke up early to go for a morning run, she ran into He Yu carrying soy milk fritters in the female dormitory building downstairs.

He looked awkward, leaning on the wire pole, staring blankly at the closed door of the girls' dormitory.

It was too early and the door hadn't opened yet, Jiang Xiaozhen walked around the back door.

Seeing him, she had no reason not to say hello.

"Who are you waiting for?" She patted him from behind.

"what?"

He Yu slowly realized that it was her.

Turning to face Jiang Xiaozhen, he faltered: "I..."

Suddenly, he widened his eyes and looked at Jiang Xiaozhen: "Are you losing weight?"

Jiang Xiaozhen loves to hear these words. She lost weight for two months just for this sentence.

"Hahaha, probably."

Moving uncomfortably, Jiang Xiaozhen deliberately hid the fat calf exposed under his cropped sweatpants.

He Yu did not miss her movements, and her sportswear: "Are you going to run?"

"Yeah." Jiang Xiaozhen was a little lost.

She stared behind He Yu, the sun had not come out yet, and the morning weather was misty.

"Jiang Xiaozhen, did you see the text message I sent last night?" He spoke in a low voice and inexplicably cautious.

Jiang Xiaozhen said truthfully: "I saw it."

The two waited to talk to each other, and they were silent for a while.

"Then?" he asked.

She frowned puzzled: "What then?"

He Yu sighed, his expression frustrated.

"Would you like to look at this?" He scratched the back of his neck and took out something from his backpack.

Jiang Xiaozhen didn't answer: "What is this?"

"Sketchbook," He Yu further handed it to her, "I went back to get the fire, and you scolded it."

"Oh. Do you want to choose a painting? Is it another exhibition?"

She waved her hand again and again: "Don't ask me about this. I don't have the ability to appreciate painting. I went to the exhibition you opened in high school. I can't say anything meaningful except for painting very well."

He pursed his lips, looking very insistent: "Just look at it, you don't need to comment."

"Well, next time."

Jiang Xiaozhen sighed for a long time and pointed behind him: "Look, the sun is coming out soon. I will talk to you again. I won't finish running a lap."

After speaking, without waiting for him to answer, she waved at him and ran away first.

"Jiang Xiaozhen."

He Yu called her, but she didn't look back.

There was another thing hanging in his hand, he remembered.

"Soy milk fritters..."

It was too late to chase, and everyone was gone.