Drifting Towards You

Jun took a long sigh, feeling aggrieved, and said, "I see."

After saying goodbye to Rong Chen, Jun Chengen watched Jun get into Rong Chen's car and then drove away.

Rong Chen started the car in the driver's seat, and Jun sat in the co-pilot.

When Jun Chengen's car left, he looked at Rong Chen ferociously and said, "Don't expect me to listen to you, a polite hypocrite, I must expose your true face."

Rong Chen didn't care either, and said warmly, "It's good if you are happy."

Jun felt that he had hit the cotton with a punch, but he was still not relieved, and he said again: "I'm going to school to post a big-character poster to tell the world about your crime."

Rong Chen couldn't help but smile: "What crime? Looking for a duck?"

"Homosexuality." Jun said again.

Rong Chen nodded, "It's okay, it just so happens that I also have evidence that you are looking for a duck. Let's see which one you are more interested in."

Jun bit his lip and shut his mouth.

It's really annoying. The rumor that Rong Chen is a homosexual has been in their school two years ago. Besides, she has no substantive evidence.

But looking for ducks...

You don't dare to think about it anymore.

She felt like she had fallen into a pit and couldn't get out since she went to the bar that day.

Thinking of this, Jun fainted for a moment.

Before long, Rong Chen parked his car in front of a shop selling stationery.

Jun took a look at him: "How do you stop this?"

"You don't need to buy paper and pens?"

"Why do you buy paper and pens?" Jun asked.

"Write a big-character poster." Rong Chen said warmly.

Jun Yi was choked back by a word, believing that he was not only a hooligan, but also a cautious hypocrite.

Rong Chen looked at her without speaking, obviously in no rush.

After a long while, Jun was pleased and said: "I just talked casually, how can you be my professor, let alone this matter, we are tied together, we are both prosperous and prosperous. I still understand the truth."

Rong Chen nodded slightly: "That's it."

Jun Yi nodded sincerely.

Rong Chen gave up and didn't embarrass her anymore.

Jun heaved a sigh of relief, leaning on the back of the chair, looking out the window but feeling a little sad for no reason.

She knew she should go for chemotherapy.

But when she thought of the pain and shave Meimei's hair, she didn't want to do it at all.

And she didn't dare to tell her brother that he was very tired and hard all these years.

But if you don't tell him, no one can accompany her.

She felt scared when she thought of the cold operating room and the heavy smell of disinfectant water.

So, just die like this.

It's just a pity that she hasn't been in love yet, and she hasn't worn the wedding gown.

There are still many places I have never been to, and many stories I want to tell are not finished.

What is the meaning of life?

Is it alive or has lived?

If you are alive, how should you live.

If you have lived, what should you do?

Rong Chen turned his head slightly, his gaze swept across the girl's profile.

Her face was soft, her hair scattered randomly, and she was quiet and well-behaved as usual, wearing thick lenses to cover her eyes.

It just doesn't come from, and it makes people feel a little sad.

Rong Chen turned on the music in the car and said nothing.

Jun returned to his senses, and when he glanced at him, he recovered from his depressed mood.

Rong Chen sent Jun to the dormitory downstairs.

But she had come out late, and with the delay, she had already missed the time to open the door.