Kuaishou: The host of calamity has meddled in the villain again

The professor who has always been eloquent can't even say a word at this moment, his eyes are full of uneasiness, the previous hope is instantly shattered at this moment, and there seems to be a faint gleam in his eyes, because of a little Water stains are translucent.

Wen Jingli looked at her helplessly. He wanted to grab something for support but he didn't hold onto anything. He suppressed the sob in his throat, swallowed the thorny pain, and stubbornly explained:

"No, I didn't threaten the Su family." Looking at the calm face in front of him, his heart seemed to be frozen, and he said with difficulty: "I'm sorry, I was wrong."

Wen Jingli didn't want to lose face, he stepped forward regardless of etiquette, because he was squatting for a long time, his figure was almost unstable, and he knelt on one knee.

In an extremely humble tone: "Please, I beg you, okay? Just once, for the last time."

What he said in the past has become a joke at this moment, his arrogance has been broken long ago, he broke it with his own hands.

Su Ran stared at him: "Is the professor's words believable? What is the professor doing? You want to threaten me with this, right? If I don't agree today, are you going to buy the shares of the Su family immediately, and then destroy the The Su family, in your capacity, it doesn't seem difficult to do this."

Wen Jingli was stunned, he covered his heart, it turns out that the pain has no upper limit, it will hurt even more, a few words from her can crush him.

He wanted to explain, no, it wasn't coercion, it was begging her.

It wasn't like this at the beginning, he just habitually used this method to educate students like Lin Zhuo, and he never thought of touching the Su family.

His eyes were blurred, and he couldn't see the people in front of him clearly. He felt as if he was thrown into the ice field, and the chill from the bleak wind wrapped him up, turning into sharp thorns, and he was willing to hurt him. give up.

Wen Jingli closed his eyes, and the tears overflowing from the corners of his eyes fell on the back of his hands. The temperature was scalding, as if it could burn people.

How to keep her?How should I ask?If he is dumb, will Su Ran give him another chance?

He opened his mouth, about to speak, his face was a little warm, as if being wiped by something, he was stunned, his whole face looked dull, his thoughts followed the person in front of him, subconsciously, he rubbed his face Rubbing Su Ran's fingertips.

Wen Jingli didn't dare to guess the meaning of wiping his tears, but the hole in his heart seemed to be filled.

"Why are you crying?" Su Ran pushed his face away: "Does it hurt?"

Wen Jingli shook his head in a daze and then nodded.

"Does the professor know how irritating what he said before? For a person who bullied me with his family in order to fail the record, how much does the professor think I can like it? The first meeting forced me to study, and there is also punishment for wrong questions, the professor Do you think I can forget about it all at once and be happy with you?"

Su Ran raised her voice a bit. She held grudges the most, even Wen Jingli couldn't do it. It's one thing to like her, but another to hold grudges.

It's been a few planes, and Su Ran can feel that the connivance towards 'him' is deepening, but the principle of love cannot be broken. He scolded her for oppressing her before, and she will return it later.

Wen Jingli grabbed his knee tightly, as if trying to tear it apart, but the pain was nothing at all, and his face turned pale: "So, this period of time has been fake, and it was all faked in front of me. Is it because of my threats?"

He gritted his teeth to utter the last two words.

The happiness he thought he got along with, the seriousness he thought, and the happiness he thought were all illusions, none of it was real.

Wen Jingli's voice was so hoarse, he tasted the fishy and salty taste in his mouth, and he bit the tip of his tongue forcefully, the bloody smell and stinging pain gave him the strength to speak, and he apologized with a pale face; "I'm sorry, this It's hard to endure nausea and stay with me for a while, isn't it? It turns out that I make you so disgusted and disgusted."

He smiled wryly. He knew that it didn't matter if he was not liked by others. It was fine if he didn't like him. He didn't need their likes, but Su Ran couldn't. He only wanted her.

"stand up."

What appeared in front of Wen Jingli's eyes was that white and tender hand. He froze slightly, staring blankly without daring to make any movements for a while.

"Wen Jingli."

The voice was very soft, calling him, he tentatively stretched out his hand, and began to touch it little by little between his fingers. After squatting for too long, he got up a little shaky, and fell onto Su Ran uncontrollably. For a moment, Su Ran stretched out her hand to straighten him.

The apology was about to blurt out again, but was cut off.

Su Ran sighed, she stretched out her hand and pushed Wen Jingli onto the sofa.

"There is no disgust and disgust, don't make up your mind."

Wen Jingli raised his head in a daze, and looked at her with bright eyes, without dislike or disgust. The pain in his heart seemed to have dissipated a little, and he also had secret expectations.

Su Ran said slowly: "Wen Jingli, I don't like people threatening me. You can use other methods for me to learn, but it must not be persecution, but you have committed it since the first day."

She has always been soft and not tough, and she agreed to those close to her with a slightly better attitude, of course, except for Su Jin, he only wanted to trick her into taking the position.

Suddenly, Su Ran's voice became louder: "Don't cry, bear with it."

The tears at the end of Wen Jingli's eyes were still hanging. He lowered his head and looked at the aggrieved one.

Su Ran bent down and wiped away the tears at the end of his eyes with her fingertips: "Don't cry, I still have something to do, I have to work now, let's go first."

Wen Jingli followed her to the door without saying a word, and he just stood there motionless, like a wife-watching stone.

Su Ran had just walked a few steps before retreating, her tone a little helpless: "Wen Jingli, you made me angry before, so now you want to find a way to calm me down?"

Wen Jingli nodded dully.

"Then I'm leaving now, you should study hard and don't think about it."

Wen Jingli blinked, and carefully held Su Ran's wrist, his voice was still a little hoarse: "Will you forgive me when you calm down? Can I still have a chance?"

He spoke lightly, his eyes became clearer from the tears, as if he was going to cry again in the next second, Su Ran poked his face: "The professor is so smart, he should think for himself."

It was the same playful look as before, the chill in Wen Jingli's heart dissipated, the pain eased a little, he didn't want to throw him away, he was just angry, he would apologize and coax people well.

"I see."

He looked obedient and obedient, staring eagerly like a big wolfhound watching his master go out.

Su Ran remembered something and whispered something in his ear. Wen Jingli didn't know how to react. At that moment, the other party had already left.

He went back to the room, clutching his heart, the silence of the office made him a little depressed, the snacks on the table and the gifts he bought, Su Ran didn't take them away, whether they were not rare or didn't want them.

Wen Jingli couldn't help thinking about it, he wanted to follow up for several moments, even if he was disliked, it didn't matter, but he was afraid that Su Ran would dislike him because of this, he didn't want to.

Those who were obedient just now started thinking about it as soon as Su Ran left.

You have to coax people well. Only when you calm down can you be forgiven and have a chance. If you don't calm down, he will never have a chance in his life.

As he thought about it, that astringent feeling returned to his heart, and he couldn't help thinking about her. Wen Jingli clutched his chest, the turbulent emotions were going to overwhelm and overwhelm him, he wanted to go out and follow her, and he wanted to go now.

Forget it with the past, he secretly watches from a distance, so he won't be found.

Wen Jingli counted the number of hooks on the book, and they were even numbered. He drew an extra stroke on it himself, and the result should be 'Go'.