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If it is plagiarized, such a time difference cannot occur.

He looked at Lin Rui with a disdainful expression, but he couldn't come up with more direct evidence than this.

The data was compared by the boss and the second child. Jiang An and Fang Qinghe accompanied Jin Sheng and Lin Rui in case they disagreed and started fighting again.

Not long after, the eldest brother and the second child raised their heads from the two computers with a perplexed look on their faces.

After deliberating for a long time, the boss said: "Well... From the results of our comparison, the documents in Lin Rui's computer were indeed created before Jin Sheng... There are twelve articles in total, and the creation time of each article is Lin Rui's. earlier."

"Impossible!" Jin Sheng got up angrily. They were all articles he wrote to Jiang An. He sorted them out and transcribed them word by word on the computer. How could it be Lin Rui earlier?

He took two computers and compared them himself, and the result was really like this. The creation time displayed on Lin Rui’s computer was not only earlier than his, but even the time difference was deliberately made, and there was also a gap of one to two days, as if it was real. The one created by Lin Rui himself.

Jiang An was also watching beside him, refreshing the data on the computer over and over again, saying: "Impossible, this is all written by Jin Sheng himself, I have read most of the content here..."

Fang Qinghe, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly opened his mouth and stated calmly: "All the documents on Lin Rui's computer were created when he came to the library to accompany me. He turned on the computer writing training, and he should have completed these articles during this period."

Now all the evidence is in favor of Lin Rui. Although Fang Qinghe is Lin Rui's boyfriend, everyone knows him as a person. He is upright and upright on weekdays, and he is not even willing to say jokes. It seems that Jin Sheng's plagiarism has been stamped with an indelible stamp.

Lin Rui got up and closed his computer, "As long as you don't tell me about today's matter, I will never mention it again. The department head will not punish Jin Sheng with expulsion for the sake of forgiving him. For the rest, I will I can't help you, and I don't want to..."

He approached Jin Sheng and said to him in a voice that other people could hear clearly, "However, if you apologize to me sincerely, I will fight with the department again and give you a chance to be lenient."

Jiang An listened, couldn't bear it anymore, and punched Lin Rui in the face again, "Whoever wants your leniency, this matter is endless, what is yours is yours, and it is useless to steal it. "

Everyone present was startled by Jiang An's sudden rage, and they forgot to go up to stop him, only to see Jiang An gritted his teeth like an enraged little beast and ran towards Lin Rui, only to be pushed by the latter. He slammed his back hard against the wall behind him.

Anger and unwillingness kept rising in his body, making him forget to measure the power gap. He attacked stubbornly, cried anxiously, his eyeballs were bloodshot, and he looked terrifying.

He shouted over and over again, "Why did you plagiarize, why did you take away Jin Sheng's work? You are a thief, why should you humiliate him?"

He was hoarse, lost his strength and then struggled to get up, regardless of everyone's obstruction, he still attacked.

He shouted, "Why do you forgive him?"

He wailed: "Why should he apologize?"

He was hugged by Jin Sheng from behind, and he waved his fist into the air unwillingly, "You took my things, dog, you deserve it too!"

Jiang An's sudden madness caused a lot of commotion. The hotel manager took the security guards and broke open the door of the box, asking them to leave the box with a smirk, and go out to resolve the remaining conflicts.

Jiang An was turned around by Jin Sheng, buried his face in his chest, and hugged him tightly.

Jiang An in his arms was still trembling and crying bitterly, as if a wronged sob overflowed from his heart.

Jin Sheng pressed against his ear and couldn't stop comforting him, "Baby...baby...I'm fine, let's look for evidence again, we will definitely find it..."

Jiang An gradually stabilized his mood, but still refused to raise his head.In the past, he also felt so helpless when he was bullied by Zhang Zhao, but this time the sharp knife that hit the vital point was stabbed by a friend. He couldn't bear to think about how sad and helpless Jin Sheng must be at this moment.

While everyone put on their coats and went out, Jin Sheng asked everyone: "So you all believe that these articles were written by Lin Rui, and I copied him, right?"

Fang Qinghe lowered his head silently, while the boss and the second child looked at each other, hesitating, this reaction seemed to tell Jin Sheng: Yes, although we don't want to believe it, but you are the one who plagiarized.

Thinking about it carefully, even the teachers in the department believed in Lin Rui more than him.

Otherwise, why would they want to "understand the situation" with Lin Rui, and then go to him to "complain to court"?

One is a talented literary genius who became famous at a young age, and the other is a fledgling, impetuous and arrogant student. This balance is born with a layer of identity filters, and it will definitely fall to Lin Rui's side.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, even Jin Sheng would have found it hard to believe that Lin Rui would use his work as it was in the competition.

Jin Sheng couldn't argue with anything, only Jiang An deeply believed in him and was willing to stand on the same side as him.

It was late at night when the two returned home.

Just now Jiang An had an emotional breakdown and cried until he almost fainted, and he had morning class the next day, Jin Sheng put him on the bed, kissed his forehead, and let him go to bed first.

Just about to get up, Jiang An suddenly grabbed his hand and beckoned him: "Don't go, let's sleep together."

Jin Sheng's heart ached.His An'an is always docile, clean, and his soul is almost transparent.

Because of him, An An suffered a lot of grievances and innocent disasters, was excluded by classmates, and was framed by villains. He never saw him react violently, and he couldn't even bear to let him see his sad appearance.

But today, Jiang An fought for the sake of him and a person with a huge disparity in size, was roughly pushed away, and attacked again with gritted teeth.

He fought to protect Jin Sheng's reputation, was angry at Jin Sheng's stolen effort, became furious and cursed at him...

Jin Sheng always felt that he had nothing to be angry about, and Jiang An was his bottom line.

As everyone knows, the same is true for Jiang An. He seems to have a lot of things. After careful inventory, the gifts that God gave him are only a few.

Jiang An cherished and maintained these gifts one by one, and his satisfied expression always made people feel that he owned the whole world.

But he doesn't have the whole world. Among the few treasures he has, each one is his bottom line.

Kim Seung especially.

So, Jiang An's treasure lay obediently beside him, hugged him in his arms, and used his own body temperature to dispel the cold and anxiety in his heart.

Before falling asleep, Jiang An suddenly murmured, rubbing his lips against Jin Sheng's neck, as if licking his wound.

"Jin Sheng Jin Sheng, tell me if you are bullied in the future..."

After a while, Jin Sheng promised him, "Okay."

The more Jiang An thought about it, the more angry he became, "That collection of novels was obviously written for me!"

Jin Seung kisses him on the lips and tells him, “This collection of stories is just for you, so let’s get it back together.”

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43. It’s okay to be misunderstood

Shhh!

In the middle of the night, a strong wind suddenly blew up outside the window, hitting the window and making an unwilling whine.

Jin Sheng was woken up by a headache, he was in a hurry to sleep last night, the curtains were not drawn, some white moonlight leaked miserably into the room, and he became a reckless guest.

Jin Sheng quietly got up and closed the curtains, the darkness filled the room in an instant, and Jiang An was vaguely dreaming, wondering if he was still defending himself and arguing for injustice in his dream.

He silently came to the study room, lit the desk lamp, rearranged all relevant documents, and recorded the creation date in detail.

He wanted to clear himself up before the college formally punished him, and also returned the article he wrote to Jiang An.

Those are the words of love and longing for him alone, and they cannot be flattered by others, let alone defiled by others.

In fact, the original manuscripts of these articles are still there, but they are neither dated nor worn out, and can only be regarded as proof of the first draft.

Jin Sheng rubbed the center of his brows, and then glanced at the time. It's not even five o'clock in the morning, so it's not good to call a friend for help now.

He didn't know how Lin Rui falsified the creation date of the document, but since it must be fake, he could definitely find traces of falsification to prove his innocence.

The first thing to be clear is the method for Lin Rui to change the creation time of the document. He has to apply to the department and ask them to call the data in Lin Rui's computer for verification.

But Lin Rui was too cunning, not only generously handed over his computer yesterday for them to check, but also arranged early and used Fang Qinghe as a witness.

He was well prepared, as if he had been waiting for this confrontation.Jin Sheng can only strive to obtain sufficient evidence to hit the mark, and there is no room for him to argue.

As the sky was getting brighter, Jin Sheng dialed the phone number of the lawyer he knew and briefly explained what happened.

Jiang An woke up during this period, saw that he was busy, and went to morning class after washing up quietly by himself.

After talking with the lawyer for nearly two hours, after hanging up the phone, Jin Sheng added a lot of things to his schedule.

Rubbing his brows, he walked out of the study to pour water, and saw the breakfast Jiang An left for him on the dining table.

Sunny eggs and fresh milk toast, next to a hastily written note - I will always believe in you.

Jin Sheng sat down at the dining table and read the note again and again.

His An An was also in the same mood when he received the article he wrote to him. In addition to being moved, did he also feel a great, free, and light joy?

From the time of the accident to the present, Jin Sheng's thoughts have been tossed and turned, his heart is like a ball that has been shot back and forth and is flying in the air;

Because of a hug, because of a note, the window in his heart was opened, and the breeze and sunshine poured in together, sweeping away the remaining depression and anxiety there.

After Jin Sheng finished the breakfast on the table, his headache was almost relieved.He changed his clothes, followed the lawyer's suggestion, took his computer and set off to the police station to file a case.

Jiang An didn't see Fang Qinghe when he arrived in the classroom in the morning, and he didn't show up until the morning class was over. Usually he was the first one to arrive in the classroom to preview.

Jiang An had been thinking about Jin Sheng's matter in his heart, and then he thought, even if Fang Qinghe came, it would be difficult to concentrate in this class.

What is Jin Sheng doing now?

Has he had breakfast?Have you found evidence to prove your innocence?

He suddenly blamed himself for leaving Jin Sheng alone at home. Jin Sheng would definitely want to face it with him when something like this happened...

Jiang An remembered that when Jin Sheng's grandmother passed away, Jin Sheng looked at a loss, and his heart ached.

At that time, I only wanted to accompany him, and tried my best to comfort him;

It may be that Jin Sheng's reaction last night was not too violent, so he took it lightly, taking it for granted that Jin Sheng was not injured.

How could he not be injured?

Jiang An's eyes became more and more red, and he fell into a vortex of regret and sadness: the former self would buy candy for the person he liked, and would use the radio station to read the works of the person he liked, and share the talent and romance in it with the whole school Classmates listen...

Wait, Jiang An suddenly thought of something.

Share it with the whole school? !

That's right, when he was a sophomore in high school, he worked as an announcer for the campus radio station for half a year. He would use his position to read articles written by Jin Sheng from time to time. If he could find the recordings from that time, he might be able to find Jin Sheng. For the first time, put the article in the competition in the novel collection!

He clearly read it aloud, and he liked it so much, he even copied all the articles that Jin Sheng showed him in his diary in his spare time...

Journal!

The get out of class bell rang again, and Jiang An rushed out of the classroom, out of the classroom, and rushed back to his hometown in Changshi without stopping.

On the other hand, Jin Sheng filed a case at the police station in the morning, and received a call from the head of the department in the afternoon.

The head of the department told Jin Sheng that the school leaders attached great importance to this matter and asked him to come to the office to talk.

He sighed secretly, but still didn't catch up...

The department head's office is not too big, and it was already crowded when Jin Sheng arrived, filled with leaders he had never met before.

Lin Rui was also among them. Seeing Jin Sheng coming, he suddenly got up and said goodbye to the teachers present.

The two entered and exited head-on, Lin Rui turned his back to everyone, and posed an arrogant silent smile to Jin Sheng, as if declaring his victory without a fight.

Jin Sheng rubbed shoulders with him with a cold face, and he was neither humble nor overbearing when facing the department head, which made the latter feel slightly oppressed.

The head of the department cleared his throat, and said seriously: "The wound on Lin Rui's face was caused by you, right?"

Jin Sheng snorted as an admission.

I guess he didn't expect him to admit it so quickly, the head of the department was furious: "You dare to beat up your classmates before you have been punished for plagiarism, don't you still want to study?"

Jin Sheng contradicted without hesitation: "I said I didn't copy it, and I didn't copy it. I hit him because he copied mine!"

"you……"

The head of the department originally concluded that Jin Sheng plagiarized, but seeing him like this, he felt a little relieved.

He said angrily: "This matter has already reached the principal, and you reported it in the morning. Now, if either of you is found to have plagiarized, the punishment you get will no longer be as simple as a three-year suspension or a probation in school." ,Do you understand?"

"I can't ask for it." Jin Sheng took two steps back and pretended to leave, "If there's nothing else, I'll..."

"Wait a minute..." the head of the department sighed, his tone softened, and said, "Come and tell our teachers here what you think about your work, including your source of inspiration, ideas, and creative process." , the more detailed the better."

He pointed to the seat where Lin Rui sat just now, "Sit down and talk."

This request was somewhat beyond Jin Sheng's expectations. He originally thought that the dean of the department came to him today to conclude that he plagiarized Lin Rui's work, otherwise he would not have directly announced that Lin Rui had won the award, and he would not have always asked Lin Rui first before looking for it. He asked for evidence.

Jin Sheng sat down and talked about the process of creating and revising his works. He also inevitably talked about his boyfriend and the slightly ambiguous and contradictory expressions of love in his works.

The discussion on the work between Jin Sheng and the teacher came to an end when the sky was dark.

During this process, several teachers left the office to rush to class. It seems that no one expected this conversation to go on for such a long time.

Finally, Jin Sheng got up to say goodbye, and the attitudes of the teachers present changed a little, like snowflakes falling on the pine trees, making people feel the signal of spring for a short time.

The head of the department took the initiative to explain, "Actually, the teacher who first came into contact with your work was a traditional academic. He wholeheartedly believed that only long-form realistic novels are eligible for literary awards, so your work was eliminated in the first round."

"Later, he spent the entire winter vacation talking outside and did not participate in our second and third rounds of selection. He didn't realize that the works submitted by you and Lin Rui were the same until he saw the award-winning works at the start of school yesterday."

The head of the department stood up, stretched out a hand towards Jin Sheng, and said, "This matter is actually our negligence. From now on, we will find out and deal with the problem of content overlap in the first round of screening in time."

"This is also why you see Lin Rui winning the award, and why we went to find Lin Rui to find out the situation first, and judging from the submission time of the work, Lin Rui is also earlier than you. I just expressed to Lin Rui I'm sorry, and I should apologize to you."

Jin Sheng shook the director's hand, with doubts still on his expression.

Seeing him like this, the dean of the department told him again: "Don't worry, we won't judge anyone for plagiarism until the facts come to light. I called you two here today to hear about your thoughts on the creation of this work. It affects our respect for objective facts."

Jin Sheng nodded and said goodbye to the teachers present one by one. When he walked out of the office, he suddenly felt a sense of relief and relief that surprised him.

When he walked out of the teaching building, he saw Jiang An running towards him from a long distance, and subconsciously opened his arms.

Jiang An suddenly stopped when he was running close, and asked him with a frown, "Where have you been, why didn't you answer the phone?"

It was only then that Jin Sheng remembered that he had turned his cell phone to silent just out of courtesy before entering the dean's office.

Feeling guilty, he took two steps forward and hugged Jiang An, and asked, "I was called to talk by the department head. Did you just finish class?"

Jiang An shook his head and asked eagerly, "What did the department head tell you to do? Is he going to punish you so soon?"

"How can this be?"

Looking at Jiang An's current posture, it seemed as if he was going to settle accounts with the head of their department. Jin Sheng hurriedly argued: "I haven't been punished yet, just asked me to go over to understand the situation. And...they are more fair than I imagined, I Trust them."

Hearing what he said, Jiang An was relieved, and immediately looked at him as if asking for credit, "You must not know what I did today?"

"what?"

Jiang An smiled at him, "How do you get to the police station? I found evidence that you wrote that collection of novels. Although there are only two complete ones, my dad told me that even if it can only prove that Lin Rui copied you A natural paragraph, that is also plagiarized by him!"

He patted his bulging backpack, and said in a proud and cheerful tone, "Text, audio, and a video, which one do you think we should submit first?"

Jin Sheng scratched the tip of his nose, and hugged him out of school to the police station, "You thought you were betting on cards? But, what kind of evidence did you find?"

Jiang An walked close to him, holding his head proudly, "All the recordings I broadcast at the radio station in the second year of high school are still in the school archives, and there was another time when the school's new media department came to interview and took a video of me. I found it in the official account."

The feeling of excitement made Jiang An chatter endlessly, and the corner of Jin Sheng's mouth also raised an uncontrollable smile.

"But you said it was a coincidence, I happened to read your article again in that video, when I saw it today..."

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The head of the department didn't expect so many accidents to happen just after the start of school, and it was nearly ten o'clock in the evening when he left the office.

After Jin Sheng left, he had some discussions with other teachers, and everyone had some subjective judgments in their hearts, which made him feel even more headache and regret.

He walked out of the office and was about to lock the door when he suddenly saw a student sitting in the corridor not far away.

The student saw him, got up hastily, and stood up straight.

"Student, what's the matter so late?"

The student clenched his fists and introduced himself to him, "Hello teacher, my name is Fang Qinghe, and I come from the school next door. I'm here today to tell you something about the literature award held by your school this time."

The department head Zhengshen said, "What's the situation?"

Fang Qinghe took a deep breath, and finally confessed: "The collection of novels that won this time was not written by Lin Rui."

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44. It doesn't matter if you don't forgive

Shhh!

Lin Rui was eventually expelled from school because of plagiarism and framing.

On the day the punishment was officially announced to the whole school, he asked Jin Sheng to meet on the rooftop of the library.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Lin Rui arrived first, and there were not many people on the rooftop.

He found a place to sit down, and there were students nearby who were reciting books in a low voice, but he was fascinated by the repetitive and boring content, and he didn't even notice when Jin Sheng came.

Until Jin Sheng stood aside waiting impatiently, and asked in a bad tone, "What do you want from me?"

Lin Rui came back to his senses, pulled Jin Sheng a little further away, and said, "I called you here today to apologize to you."

"No need..." Jin Sheng didn't need Lin Rui's apology at all, "I'm not generous enough to easily forgive this kind of offense, and I don't want to befriend someone who deliberately hurt me."

If Jin Sheng's mother fulfilled any responsibility during his growth, it probably made him realize a truth: it doesn't matter if you don't forgive.

If it takes a lot of energy to forgive others, just put that energy into the things that make you happy.

Lin Rui laughed at himself, "I knew you wouldn't forgive me, but I can't forgive myself either."

He said: "It's useless to say this now, but I didn't intend to plagiarize your work. In fact, I wrote it myself. I wrote a lot and wrote it for a long time, but I was not satisfied with it. Fang Qinghe saw it once. Part of it, I'm afraid to even tell him it's something I wrote."

Jin Sheng interrupted him, "Then why did you copy mine? You knew that I would take it to the competition, so the plagiarism would be exposed. Why did you ruin your career?"

The smile that had been hanging on the corner of Lin Rui's mouth has changed, from the initial self-deprecating to the current forced look. He is clearly smiling, but it makes people feel extraordinarily sad.

"Yeah, I also want to ask why. I was still hesitating a second before submitting the work. Is it better to use my own work or yours?

It may be that I want to win too much, or that I am too afraid of failure, so I can only choose the work that is better for me. "

"Do you think my work is better than yours?" Jin Sheng suppressed the surprise in his heart and asked in a cold voice.

"I don't know..." Lin Rui thought for a while and said, "Actually, I regretted seeing the submission of the work successfully, but I have to admit that for a moment, just for a moment, I felt very peaceful again."

Jin Sheng raised his eyebrows and asked, "An Ning?"

It sounds fresh.

Lin Rui deliberately avoided Jin Sheng's sarcastic gaze, lowered his head and said, "Yes, An Ning. You don't know, I've always been jealous of you. You don't have to bear the expectations of everyone, and you can enjoy the creative process without any worries. , and you are talented and gifted, and these conditions will support you to climb up a little bit until you reach the top. You will definitely succeed, and you know it yourself.”

And Lin Rui became famous at a young age, and was regarded by the public as a genius writer, with a brilliant talent, an unruly temperament, and a good skin.

Little did he know that the heart under this skin had already been ruined several times in Vanity Fair. He failed to become stronger, but became weaker and weaker with age and experience.

He said: "I am different, my peak has been forged, no matter how hard I try, I can only keep my downhill from going too fast.

I have long been fed up with being so forward-looking and timid, but whenever I decide to innovate and write about a subject or content that I have never written before, my agent, my planner, and the publishing house that signed the contract will They ran out one after another to stop me and point fingers at my works. "

"So you're jealous that I can write freely?" Jin Seung asked him.

He is very puzzled, writing is a narration of experiences and situations, a self-expression, and a product of personality, which is the same for everyone, why he is jealous of him because of this.

Lin Rui shook his head lightly, "Maybe, I don't know why I have this idea. At first I saw you generously announced your sexual orientation, and you happily introduced Jiang An to us, and finally I also used to write him a love poem for the submission competition, maybe at that time I thought you had the life I most envy."

"And I just watched silently, silently envious, and then I thought, why can't I be like you? So I also fell in love and showed you my boyfriend, but I couldn't write the kind of writing like your works Word……"

Jin Sheng sighed, and said, "It turns out that you only fell in love to find inspiration for writing."

Jin Sheng once questioned this point. When he first started school, he could always see Lin Rui having hot fights with girls in the school, so he never thought that Lin Rui's orientation was also of the same sex.

Until Lin Rui suddenly pulled Fang Qinghe to announce their relationship with them, his eyes were always awkward when he looked at Fang Qinghe, he never stared at Fang Qinghe for a long time, and there was no emotional exchange. When the two interacted, he could even feel his reluctance and apology. Putting it together with his sweet words is always very inconsistent.

Lin Rui nodded silently, affirming Jin Sheng's words.In sight, someone entered the rooftop and walked towards them silently, standing not far behind Jin Sheng, also listening.

So Lin Rui confessed: "At first I just thought he was very interesting and wanted to know more about him. Then one day you suddenly told us that without Jiang An, you would not have persisted in your literary dreams. He is your only muse .”

"After that day, I saw him again, and it suddenly occurred to me that maybe he could give me courage, and falling in love with him might allow me to rediscover my enthusiasm and inspiration for creation.

I was so desperate at the time, and I had to find an outlet and support for my emotions. I felt that he was like a hint from God to me. If I got him, maybe I would be as firm as you. "

Jin Sheng couldn't hide his disappointment with him, and asked him, "Does Fang Qinghe know what you think?"

Lin Rui looked at Fang Qinghe who was standing not far away, and said, "I think he knows now."

Jin Sheng realized it, and when he looked back, he only caught Fang Qinghe's back running down the rooftop.

"You..." Jin Sheng was heartbroken and didn't want to stay any longer. "Not only did you waste your talent, but you also caused so many people to feel sad for you. No matter how much you regret it in the future, it's your fault."

"I will not regret it..." Lin Rui said loudly, "Now I am finally free."

Jin Sheng didn't stop walking, and walked straight down the rooftop, leaving only a cold snort.

He regretted coming to the appointment today.

Unexpectedly, Lin Rui's dismissal did not cause much sensation.

The upsurge of discussion only lasted for less than a few weeks. After that, apart from the occasional mention during dormitory gatherings, Jin Sheng hardly heard anything about Lin Rui in his life.

I don't know whether it was Jin Sheng who overestimated Lin Rui's influence, or the team behind Lin Rui was quite capable in crisis management. In short, Lin Rui suddenly became popular overnight, and then disappeared suddenly.

A few years later, Jiang An suddenly saw a netizen share on Weibo that he saw Lin Rui in the literature department of a foreign university, and he was in his 20s before he started his freshman year.

Lin Rui’s plagiarism incident seemed to have never happened. Netizens lamented, “People who engage in artistic creation are romantic”, “It’s not too late as long as you work hard no matter how old you are”, and “I look forward to Lin Rui’s return from studying abroad and continue to create more More and better works"...

But Fang Qinghe, after Lin Rui left, he seemed to be a different person.

He no longer participated in the activities of Jinsheng's dormitory, and his communication with Jiang An was limited to study.

At the beginning, he testified for Lin Rui, and later reported Lin Rui to Jin Sheng's dean. Jiang An asked him why, but he only replied, "Later, I read the work submitted by Lin Rui, and it was not for me."

Fang Qinghe became a victim of Lin Rui's pursuit of fame and fortune for no reason. His sincerity and trust were squandered and played by Lin Rui. In addition to hatred, there was also shame in his heart.

He thought he would never get drunk, but when he was drunk, he would always walk downstairs to Lin Rui's apartment and beat Lin Rui's doorbell frantically.

He was in pain and puzzled, there are so many men in this world, why did Lin Rui point at him and spoil him?

The doorbell was connected, and Lin Rui's tired voice came from the inferior stereo.

"Lin... Lin Rui... get out..." Fang Qinghe said, "Tell me, why is it me, why did you lie to me, and let me help you perjury..."

"I've never lied in my life, I thought I would never lie...I trust you so much, you can play with me!"

Lin Rui would always hang up the phone in silence, then run downstairs, and Fang Qinghe came to the open area of ​​the community.

In the middle of the night, and there was silence everywhere, Fang Qinghe yelled at him, punched and kicked him, and was hugged and cried until he passed out.

The next day, Fang Qinghe would wake up alone at Lin Rui's house. The wound on his hand had been bandaged with medicine, and there was honey water on the bedside. Lin Rui was not in the room.

This is their tacit understanding, something that Fang Qinghe experiences every week, and it is also Lin Rui's way of atonement.

Until the last time, Fang Qinghe bit Lin Rui's palm. Half of Lin Rui's face had just been hit by him, and it was so red and swollen that he couldn't open his eyes.

Fang Qinghe collapsed on the ground and wept, his mind clear, he asked Lin Rui, "Why on earth are you pretending to like me?"

Lin Rui knelt down beside him, put his swollen palm to his mouth and blew carefully, without answering.

In the end, he didn't wait for a word of liking from Lin Rui.

During the summer vacation of that year, Fang Qinghe suddenly decided to put on a backpack and start his poor travel.

Jiang An and Jin Sheng went to the train station to see him off. Jiang An was a little surprised and said to him, "I thought you were going to take advantage of the summer vacation to preview next year's courses."

Fang Qinghe smiled, and said: "Didn't you tell me to cherish the present moment, cherish this carefree life."

Jiang An nodded again and again, "That's right, we just have to take advantage of the summer vacation to go out and have fun. Jin Sheng and I also want to take advantage of this time to go out and see more."

Jin Sheng patted him on the shoulder, "If you encounter problems, you can call us anytime, just relax and have a safe journey."

Fang Qinghe smiled calmly and nodded.

"That..." Jiang An hesitated, "I don't know if I should tell you, Lin Rui seems to care about you very much, you don't want to fight with him now, he asked us several times about your situation."

Afraid of spoiling Fang Qinghe's good mood, he quickly added: "But I didn't say anything, we don't like him, and if you don't agree, we won't tell him anything."

Fang Qinghe laughed, "It's okay, you can tell him if he asks again, but I don't think he will contact you again."

"The train is almost at the station..." Fang Qinghe waved goodbye to them, "Thank you for forgiving me, see you in autumn!"

As a result, Fang Qinghe didn't come back after the sophomore year started, and only occasionally sent a few postcards to Jiang An to inform him of his recent situation.

He went to teach, plant trees, and protect and cherish animals.

It took another year for him to come back and become Jiang An's apprentice.

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It seems that no one has read it until now, so I will go to revise the article first, I will not update it on Thursday night, and I will update it on Friday——

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45. It’s okay to be confused

Shhh!

The junior year was coming to an end, and Jiang An didn't dare to relax at all, running with all his might.

Jin Sheng, as the first freshman in the Department of Literature of A University, won an internal award, and because of some vague rumors about him and Lin Rui in the industry, his writing became a bit divine.

In recent years, in addition to the manuscript invitations from magazines and new media platforms, some cutting-edge publishing houses have actively contacted him.

When I was a sophomore, "My Heart Is Peaceful" was published, which caused a wave of love poetry in the literary circle. Some famous lines were picked up and posted on the Internet, with a high number of likes and interactions.

At the end of the first half of the semester, just in time for the year-end inventory, Jin Sheng won several little-known literary newcomer awards.

Now he is preparing a novel. Although he has already made his debut in the literary circle, he still cannot escape the fate of being called to a meeting by the editor every day to change the outline.

It was spring, and the scenery in the study was no longer beautiful, and the wind and rain were everywhere. Even the little fat cat they adopted couldn't cheer up, and slept lazily on Jiang An's lap.

Maybe it's because I'm about to graduate in the second year, and I need to make a lot of important decisions at this juncture.

When there are too many things, the mood becomes chaotic, and Jiang An feels that he has been a little muddled recently.

They have many professional courses and a lot of homework. In addition, they also need to contact case files, and it is already early in the morning after they are busy every day.

In addition, Jiang An has fallen into confusion recently, and there is still one year to graduate. Should he prepare for the postgraduate entrance examination, continue to study, or prepare for the law examination and enter the workplace to gain experience?

Two choices lay before Jiang An like two mountains, no matter which one was unfathomable and unattainable, he couldn't make a decision, so he had to take care of both, he was so busy that he didn't even know when he had a high fever.

One afternoon, Jin Sheng was writing a manuscript at home when he suddenly received a call from classmate Jiang An.

The classmate told Jin Sheng that Jiang An vomited in the library, the vomit was bloody, and he was unconscious when he was sent to the ambulance.

Jin Sheng was terrified, and drove all the way to the hospital. Jiang An was placed on a bed in the infusion area for drips. He walked in and checked up and down several times without waking him up.

Jiang An's eyes turned blue, and he slept deeply.

The doctor performed a series of examinations on Jiang An, and finally concluded that