Rebirth depends on you without discussing

After the meal, the two walked around the campus for a while, and Qi Zhongxuan took Zuo Chuan to see the classrooms and dormitories of the Department of Economics and Management.

Because it was not the time to report, the door of the dormitory was still closed, and the two of them stood outside for a while.

"This should be the dormitory for your freshmen. My dormitory is over there, but I don't usually live there!"

As he said that, a tall boy in shorts and jersey came over: "Young Master Qi? Why are you at school at this time?"

Zuo Chuan was stunned when he heard the words and looked over.

He also knows the person in front of him, that is, Xiang Qingyu, the marketing director of Qi Zhongxuan's company in the future. It turns out that these two people are also classmates.

"It's nothing, I'll take my junior to see the school in advance." Qi Zhongxuan looked at Xiang Qingyu: "What about you, when did you come back?"

"I've been back a long time ago, and I was thinking about going to play with you someday, but I didn't expect to see you here, how about it, let's play together at night."

Xiang Qingyu just glanced at Zuo Chuan, and the rest of the time, his eyes stayed on Qi Zhongxuan.

Perhaps it was because of a different mentality, Zuo Chuan always felt that Xiang Qingyu looked at Qi Zhongxuan differently.

Especially when I heard Xiang Qingyu say to have fun at night, I felt even more uncomfortable.

Selfishly, Zuo Chuan didn't want Qi Zhongxuan to be with Xiang Qingyu like this.

Thinking of his previous life, he was at odds with Xiang Qingyu, but he didn't expect it to be the same in this life.

"Stop playing, I still have something to do, let's talk about it after school starts."

Hearing Qi Zhongxuan's refusal, Zuo Chuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but tried his best to maintain a decent smile on his face: "Senior, if you have something to do, do it first, I can go back alone."

After Zuo Chuan finished speaking, his eyes pretended to glance over Xiang Qingyu inadvertently: "I think this senior should have some important business looking for you, and you don't need to worry about me."

Xiang Qingyu looked at Zuo Chuan, always feeling that this junior who had only met once had a different kind of resistance to him, but, it should be the first time they met, right?

Xiang Qingyu didn't understand, so when he was about to ask, he heard Qi Zhongxuan say, "We're fine, and besides, I brought you in, so I will send you back naturally."

Saying that, he bid farewell to Xiang Qingyu, and then walked outside with Zuo Chuan.

Xiang Qingyu stood on the spot and thought for a long while but couldn't come up with a reason. He shook his head and walked towards the dormitory with the ball in his arms.

Walking on the school's boulevard, Qi Zhongxuan paused slightly, and when Zuo Chuan stepped forward, the two walked side by side: "Do you know Xiang Qingyu?"

Just now he felt strange that Zuo Chuan seemed to have some inexplicable resistance to Xiang Qingyu, not dislike, let alone hatred, but an inexplicable emotion, doubt, distress, or entanglement.

Qi Zhongxuan didn't like such emotions on Zuo Chuan very much, it didn't match the feeling Zuo Chuan gave him.

"No! It's nothing." Zuo Chuan didn't expect Qi Zhongxuan to be so sensitive. In a panic, he had to find an excuse at random: "I'm just a little tired and want to go back."

Qi Zhongxuan stopped in his tracks, stared at Zuo Chuan carefully, and finally looked away when the corner of his mouth was twitching uncomfortably: "Let's go, I'll take you back."

"Zhongxuan, me?" Qi Zhongxuan turned his head and interrupted Zuo Chuan's words: "It's okay, when you want to talk someday, you can tell me along with it."

"Zhongxuan, there are some things that I can't explain clearly now, but I can assure you that I have absolutely no bad intentions towards you, and I will never do anything to be sorry for you, please believe me..."

Looking at Zuo Chuan's eager explanation, even though his face turned a little pale, Qi Zhongxuan still couldn't bear to force him: "I believe you."