It's not my fault to be ugly

"Didn't I also encounter this kind of thing before?" Lu Mingran was referring to the time when his forehead was injured: "I told you, appearance is a treasure bestowed to you and me by the heavens, attracting others' covetousness." It's inevitable, but it's not our fault!"

Feng Dingkun hugged Lu Mingran tightly, tears rolled down his cheeks and fell on Lu Mingran's clothes.He didn't dare to raise his head, fearing that Lu Mingran would find out that he was crying for nothing, but he didn't know that Lu Mingran had heard it from his crying voice, but he didn't say it out of concern for his dignity.

"Should I see a psychiatrist tomorrow?"

"...I don't want to go..."

"Why?" Lu Mingran tried to raise Feng Dingkun's head to see his expression, but Feng Dingkun hugged him tightly and refused to raise his head: "...afraid."

"Then I will go with you, okay?" Lu Mingran used unprecedented patience and gentleness, and felt that Feng Dingkun was a little shaken, so he continued: "When you are doing psychological counseling, I will wait for you outside, okay? good?"

"... Is that doctor a man or a woman?" Feng Dingkun asked this suddenly.

"It's a woman, in her 50s, very experienced, and she is gentle and kind."

It should be the image of "a gentle woman" that made Feng Dingkun feel safe, and he nodded slightly: "Then I'll go, you must stay with me."

"Don't worry." Lu Mingran patted Feng Dingkun's head.

From the next day, Lu Mingran accompanied Feng Dingkun for half a year of psychological counseling.

After four or five sessions of psychological counseling, he felt much better. He no longer fell into sudden depression like before, and he was willing to accept the police's contact and cooperate with evidence collection.

Officer Cheng closed the record folder, stood up and stretched out his hand: "Thank you for your cooperation, we will appeal the suspect according to law."

"Okay." Feng Dingkun stood up and touched Officer Cheng's hand.

"Actually, there is one more thing..." Police officer Cheng hesitated, looking at Feng Dingkun: "The suspect wants to see you."

Lu Mingran who stood aside frowned and didn't speak.

"He said he wanted to apologize to you."

"I accept his apology, but there is no need to meet him." Feng Dingkun looked at Officer Cheng: "It only takes a few hours to hurt a person, but it takes at least half a year to heal the pain. It is very simple to kill someone, just give him a knife , everything he has done before, all the efforts he has made towards the longing for happiness, and all the hardships he has suffered, will be in vain. I hope that after Xiangying comes out, he can be a gentle person and not easily hurt Someone else. After all, destroying others is not happy at all.”

Officer Cheng nodded understandingly: "Thank you, I will truthfully convey your words to him."

Lu Mingran and Feng Dingkun walked out of the police station and got into the car.

Because of Feng Dingkun's insistence before, the two of them were more cautious, but it was too tiring to talk about underground love all the time, and Lu Mingran couldn't bear it anymore, so he simply dragged Feng Dingkun back to the campus generously.At this time, there were quite a lot of people on campus, and many people saw them holding hands. When they walked to the cafeteria, they were already surrounded by a group of people who heard the news.

"Lu Mingran, haven't you already broken up? When will you reconcile with Feng Dingkun?"

"Student Lu Mingran! Please give me a reasonable explanation! Otherwise, I will quit the support club!"

"Yes! Quit the support club!"

Jiang Linfei and others came after hearing the news.

Rong Mo and the others also hurried over, blocking between the fans and Lu Mingran, stomping their feet anxiously: "Student Lu Mingran! What do you mean!"

"The meaning of the support club is to support me and help me, not to restrain me and control me. If I have to be manipulated even who I fall in love with, then the support club has no meaning to exist. Those who just said that they want to quit the club are fine." Without having to make a single move many times, I declare that my support will be disbanded from now on."

As soon as this remark came out, there was an uproar immediately.Humming, whispering, screaming and other noises, if they have any substance, are squeezed from all directions, and even the air is a bit thinner.

Rong Mo had an angry expression, his lips opened and closed like a dehydrated fish, Feng Dingkun wanted to say something, but the surrounding voices were too loud, covering his voice.So he ran to the side, grabbed a trumpet, and shouted: "Everyone be quiet!"

As if a pause button or rest was pressed, all the voices stopped at the same time, and all eyes were on him.Feng Dingkun cleared his throat: "During this time, I have seen my fans continue to have conflicts with Lu Mingran's fans. This is the last thing I want to see! When I am in a relationship, what I hope most is your blessings, and It's not an attack or insult to Lu Mingran. Since Lu Mingran chose to disband the support club, I also announce that the support club will be disbanded here. Thank you for your support and love for me during this period of time, thank you everyone!"

Jiang Linfei and the others stood aside, dumbfounded.Jiang Linfei turned his head slowly, and mechanically asked Lan Haiyuan: "Did he tell you that he would disband the support club?"

The crowd shook their heads.

"So this is a hotheaded decision..." Then what should I do about my decision to assist him?Student Feng Dingkun, it's really out of place!

After Feng Dingkun finished speaking, he put down the horn and dragged Lu Mingran away.He felt that he was extremely chic and handsome, but he didn't know that Lu Mingran would blurt out curses as soon as he got to a place where no one was around: "Idiot! Why did you cancel the fan club?!"

"I want to advance and retreat with you!"

"What the hell! I canceled the fan club because of you! If mine is cancelled, can't you keep yours? In the end, you announced the disbandment of the fan club without even saying hello. My hard work was in vain. Already!"

Feng Dingkun was reprimanded by Lu Mingran, and suddenly his face was full of displeasure: "Hey! I'm all because of you! You don't appreciate it, but you still blame me! It's so unreasonable!"

"Whoever is unreasonable and who is unappreciative!"

"Of course it's you!"

"Where am I unreasonable? I canceled the support club for you, and you still say I am unreasonable?"

"Aren't I the same?"

In short, this quarrel is like a mess now, and it gets more and more chaotic.The two of them were arguing and groaning at the same time, turning their heads to the side, only holding hands.The two walked forward awkwardly like a crab.

"I'm going to eat, can I trouble you not to follow me?"

"Who's following you?"

"Since you haven't followed, then let go!"

"Let it go, let it go... Huh, it's obvious that you are holding my hand tightly!"

"I didn't!"

This day he opened Wechat, and was about to ask Lu Mingran which restaurant to eat for dinner, when a strange avatar popped up a message: What have you been doing lately?

Feng Dingkun clicked on this person's profile, browsed through the content he had posted, (although the time span of these content is long, but the number is very small, not more than [-] in total.) Only then did he find that this guy is Zhuo Ying.

Because I changed my phone once, the previous chat records were not saved, so I didn't recognize him.This guy, who couldn't be contacted before, and didn't know why he went there, suddenly appeared now, which surprised and delighted Feng Dingkun.

Five-Flower Horse: Recently, I am preparing for the school celebration performance!And you?How is the school over there?

Zhuoerfan: It's okay.There are also many troubles.Are you and Lu Mingran okay?

Five-flowered horse: Yes!

Five-flowered horse: What's wrong with you?

Extraordinary: Nothing.have got to go.I still have something to do.

Five-flowered horse: Hello!Let's talk again!

Five-flowered horse: You don't miss me at all?

Five-flowered horse: ...

But there was no sound there.

Feng Dingkun sighed.

At this time, the news of Lu Mingran came.

Nine-colored Deer: Let’s go to the Yuewang Mansion outside to eat steamed buns today!

Zhuo Ying threw away the phone and leaned back on the hospital bed.He was bored looking at the April grassy sky in North America outside the window, the mist fell silently into the water, his lifeless eyes did not miss people of his age.

The phone rang several times, and a message came in. He picked it up and read Feng Dingkun's message word by word, but he didn't reply.

He sighed, moved the bandaged wound on his face, and hissed.

At this time, the door of the ward was pushed open.A young girl entered with a fruit basket.She is very beautiful, but her face is blank and expressionless, maybe she smiles a lot in front of people on weekdays, and she doesn't want to smile when there are no people.

She glanced at Zhuo Ying and put the fruit basket on the cabinet.Walking to the window, crossing his arms, he turned his back to Zhuo Ying and looked out the window.

When others visit a patient, they can't help but make sure that the word "visit" is in place. The object of the patient should also be the center, and the short visit time should be filled with social expressions of greetings and greetings.But this young girl ignored the patient, which seemed weird no matter how she looked at it.And just carrying a fruit basket without even saying a word, it seems that this visit is not very qualified.If you didn't come to visit, then there must be something else.

Sure enough, Zhuo Ying was a little impatient, and said, "Excuse me, don't block my light."

The girl turned around and stepped aside, looked at him and asked, "Why did you scratch your face like this?"

Zhuo Ying glanced at her and chased her away: "Zhuo Ya, are you okay?"

"answer me."

"I don't have to report to you."

"I know your skill. It is absolutely impossible to be scratched in the face. You did it on purpose."

"What is it on purpose? Someone slapped me on purpose? Am I sick?" Zhuo Ying's tone was still very angry, obviously he didn't like this Zhuo Ya.

"Did your father ask you to go to bed with him?"

Zhuo Ying raised the corners of her mouth, tilted her head and looked sideways at Zhuo Ya: "Father is enough to have you, I don't need it."

Zhuo Ya was obviously stabbed by the way he took off her scars without hesitation, she was a little hurt: "Although you and I have no blood relationship, we are siblings in legal terms..."

"In terms of legal relationship, you and your father are still father and daughter. Hahaha." Zhuo Ying laughed, and wrinkled her face again for a moment, it seemed that she had once again brought her wounds.

"Are you resenting me for reporting your affairs in China to my father, which made you have to come back?" Although Zhuoya was a little hurt, she still spoke in a very orderly manner. It was obvious that she was well-bred and could control herself well His emotions: "That Yuwen family, we can't offend, my father's foundation in China is still not stable, if the Yuwen family finds out our roots, it will cause big trouble. You are too thoughtless in doing things."

Zhuo Ying sighed, lowered her eyes wearily: "Okay, you can go back.

Zhuo Ya looked at Zhuo Ying for a moment, then pulled herself together and walked out of the ward with her back straight.She knew what Zhuo Ying was thinking. When Zhuo Ying was sent back to China for a few years, she still looked very reluctant, but in just a few years, she didn't want to come back, and even hated her because of that. Feng Dingkun's people.

Although Zhuo Ying refused to admit it, she insisted that Feng Dingkun was just his friend.But Zhuo Ya knew Zhuo Ying too well.

After all, she has lived with Zhuo Ying since she was nine years old.

The author has something to say:

So naive, these two people are hee hee hee