She had a mocking look on her face, and the contempt in her words was so obvious that An Ruan could hear it, and Xi Tinghe could also hear it.
Xi Tinghe's expression became colder. He put his arms around An Ruan's shoulders, protected her in his arms, and whispered softly: "You are worried about her, but she doesn't appreciate it. You shouldn't care about such a person. Let’s go, it’s cold outside.”
He touched her hand: "My hands are cold."
An Ruan shook his head gently in his arms: "Shi Jin doesn't appreciate my affection, but I can't really ignore her. Ting He, please go to the car and wait for me first. I want to talk to Shi Jin."
Xi Tinghe frowned, very reluctant.
An Ruan acted coquettishly in his arms.
This pair of scumbag men and bitches is simply disgusting.
How did they do it so shamelessly?
One took away her home, killed her grandfather, and ruined everything for her.
A boyfriend who stole her and betrayed her friendship.
He actually ran up to her and acted coy.
They've all been told that they are arrogant, don't they understand?
An Ruan actually had the nerve to say that she couldn't be ignored!
An Ruan knew clearly that it was Xi Tinghe who harmed her, but An Ruan was deeply affectionate with Xi Yanhe. If An Ruan really regarded her as a friend, he would at least say something nice in front of Xi Yanhe, but she didn't.
Fu Shijin thought, not only did An Ruan not say nice things, he might even add insult to injury.
Fu Shijin was so disgusted that he stopped looking at the pair of pollution sources. The zebra crossing was blocked by Xi Yanhe and An Ruan. Fu Shijin continued walking forward and stopped at the intersection ahead.
An Ruan persuaded Xi Yanhe, and Xi Yanhe returned to the car. An Ruan went to chase Fu Shijin: "Shi Jin, wait for me."
Fu Shijin didn't wait for An Ruan. She strode forward. When she saw a taxi turning around, she waved.
The roadside was piled with snow, so Fu Shijin found a sidewalk and went around it.
Before she could reach the taxi, An Ruan caught up with her and reached out to hold her arm.
Fu Shijin threw it hard in disgust, and An Ruan was thrown two steps away. Fortunately, she stood firm and did not fall.
Fu Shijin said in disgust: "Don't touch me, I'm so dirty."
An Ruan's eyes turned red instantly, and he looked at Fu Shijin with tearful eyes: "Shi Jin, how can you say that to me? I...I didn't do anything sorry for you."
Fu Shijin really wanted to look up to the sky and laugh.
Didn't you do anything sorry for her?
Fu Shijin turned his head and said sarcastically: "You stole my boyfriend and you actually dared to say in front of me that you didn't do anything sorry for me. An Ruan, I never realized you were so thick-skinned and shameless before. "
An Ruan cried out: "I didn't! It was Yanhe who said that he doesn't like you, and he and you are not boyfriend and girlfriend. He just regards you as his sister. I just got together with him. I didn't betray you." , and I’m not sorry for you.”
She stepped forward and took Fu Shijin's arm again: "Shi Jin, we are still good friends, right?"
Fu Shijin didn't shake An Ruan away this time. She just stood there, watching An Ruan burst into tears with a sincere face and pleading in her tearful eyes.
Fu Shijin suddenly thought of the past.
In the first half of the freshman year, Fu Shijin was already studying watch making. Her grandfather’s requirement for her was to make at least one handmade watch of her own every semester. She could not imitate any of Fu’s products or plagiarize other people’s products. She can't ask anyone for help. Maybe she doesn't understand, maybe she doesn't know how, maybe she's not skilled, but it doesn't matter. What grandpa wants is not a perfect product, but her independent style.
Sichuan City, which had not had autumn for many years, suddenly ushered in an autumn that year. The sky was full of fiery red maple trees, facing the warm autumn sunshine, blooming all over the school and outside.
It was at that time that Fu Shijin's inspiration appeared.
She quickly ran to the classroom, took out paper and pen, and began to draw drawings with concentration, presenting all her inspirations in the drawings.
She was so focused on her drawings and so absorbed that she didn’t know when school would end or when everyone in the classroom would disappear. She only knew that by the time she finished the drawing, there would be no one left in the classroom. It was still on, but it was already dark outside.
Fu Shijin was in a very good mood and didn't care about anything else. He immediately put away his drawings and left the classroom while humming.
She went to the parking lot to pick up her car and met An Ruan.
She was being surrounded by five girls, kicking and beating her, and even one vicious girl was pulling her hair.
She cried in pain and kept begging for mercy, but the five girls showed no sympathy at all, and even hit her harder.
Fu Shijin originally didn't want to interfere. It had nothing to do with her. She didn't like to meddle in other people's business, let alone the business of strangers.
Just as she was about to leave, An Ruan suddenly raised his head, faced the direction where she was standing, and cried, "Help me."
There were tears in her eyes, but her eyes were strong.
Perhaps it was the unyielding and strong look in her eyes that made her heart shake, and she went over to save her.
She was very grateful. Even though she was beaten beyond recognition, she still grabbed her arm tightly and said in a pleading and careful tone: "My name is An Ruan, what is your name? Can we be friends?"
What did Fu Shijin say at that time?
She thought for a long time, and finally couldn't bear to refuse such a pitiful woman, so she said one word: "Yes."
She saved her from fire and water and treated her with a sincere heart.
But what she gave him back was not gratitude, but betrayal.
At this moment, how could she dare to say with such eyes, such tone, and such tearful eyes: "We are still good friends."
She should not tarnish these two beautiful words of friend.
