you have the ability to wear a skirt

When Jian Liangyi chased to the elevator entrance, the elevator door just closed.

He pressed the button one step late, missing the one on Fangzi Road.

He turned around and went to the stairwell, climbing up to the seventh floor.

Arriving in the dormitory out of breath, Fang Zilu was carrying his schoolbag and stuffing his computer into it.

Jane coolly closed the door, blocking the door and not speaking.

As soon as the data line was dragged, a piece of objects fell down.

Fang Zilu's earphones fell from the table with a "pop", as if the pause button had been pressed, and the movements of the two people in the room stopped.

The earphone flicked on the ground, then rolled to Jian Liangyi's feet.

He bent down to pick up the earphones, walked to Fang Zilu's table and put them down.

Fang Zilu frowned impatiently, and stuffed the earphones into his schoolbag indiscriminately.

It looks like he is leaving.

Jian Liangyi went back to the door and stood blocking the road.

Sure enough, when Fang Zilu finished his busy work, he was about to open the door as soon as he carried his schoolbag: "Open it."

Jian Liangyi leaned against the door lock, but didn't move.

Fang Zilu clenched his back molars tightly, and his masseter muscles could be seen exerting force on the side of his face.

Jian Liang wanted to explain, but later realized that what she just said was indeed ambiguous.

The words of apology were stuck in my throat, and I always felt that I was admitting something when I said it.

But he didn't think about what to do with Feng Min either. If he said "I'm sorry", wouldn't that be more and more dark?

Just as he was racking his brains to think of a way, Fang Zilu suddenly turned around and went straight to the balcony.

Jian Liangyi hastily followed, and as soon as she entered the balcony, she saw the other party stepping on the guardrail, and she got up with her strength and jumped out from a height of more than 20 meters.

At that moment, Jian Liangyi's heart almost didn't stop.

He rushed over and grabbed the edge of the railing: "Fang Zilu!!!"

In the next second, Fang Zilu landed firmly on the balcony of Liao Ming's bedroom next door.

The ups and downs were nothing but that, Jian Liangyi was almost half scared away, he buried his face in his arms and took a deep breath.

"My mother?!" Liao Ming's voice sounded from the next door, "Why are you here?!"

Jane coolly breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and walked out of the balcony.

Fang Zilu had just walked through the door when he opened the door, and Jian Liangyi grabbed him by the collar and directly brought him in.

As the door was closed with a "bang", Jian Liangyi clenched her fist and gave the other party a direct blow.

"This is the seventh floor!"

Fang Zilu was a little dazed by the beating, and he turned his face away for a long time before recovering.

"Fuck?!" He didn't understand why he went to Jian Liangyi.

Fang Zilu got angry and wanted to fight back as soon as he raised his hand.

Jian Liangyi didn't hide her eyes even if she closed her eyes, and his overbearing temper disappeared in an instant.

"Hit me again?!" Fang Zilu confronted Jian Liangyi, and started threatening like a schoolboy.

Jian Liangyi took half a step back and leaned on the door lock again: "If you jump off the balcony again, I will still beat you."

Everything went back to a few minutes ago.

Fang Zilu didn't believe in this evil, so he insisted on dancing again.

Jian Liangyi quickly grabbed his clothes, the two of them pushed back and forth, the bench and books fell to the ground, and the two of them rolled on the ground several times and finally stopped.

Fang Zilu was crushed below, panting like a cow: "Jian Liangyi, what do you want to do?"

Jian Liangyi's eyes were red, but she pursed her lips and refused to speak.

He didn't want Fang Zilu to leave Yuzhou with a misunderstanding, but he didn't know how to explain everything just now.

"Do you think everyone else is stupid?" Fang Zilu lowered his voice, "Do you really treat me like a dog?"

Jian Liang felt sour in her heart: "I don't."

"Do you know in your own heart?" Fang Zilu grabbed Jian Liangyi's wrist, pulled it away and threw it aside.

"Fang Zilu," Jian Liang grabbed his shoulder, "I really don't have one."

"If he said he regretted it, then what?" Fang Zilu suddenly threw out the topic, catching Jian Liangyi off guard, "Have you achieved your goal? My mission has been completed? Congratulations to you, congratulations to me too?"

Jian Liangyi clenched her teeth, her fingers trembling while holding onto Fang Zilu's clothes.

The two stared at each other in silence for a long time, as if they were waiting for an answer.

"Didn't you say it yourself?" Jian Liang said sourly, her voice hoarse, "You made me..."

"Yes, it's me!" Fang Zilu pushed Jian Liangyi away, and the two sat on the ground facing each other, "I was a bitch at the time, so I fucking regret it now, okay?"

Jian Liang was taken aback, and felt a soreness rushing from her nose to her eyes: "Do you regret it?"

Fang Zilu saw that the other party was not in the right mood, and knew that he had said the wrong thing in a hurry.

He simply shut up and got up from the ground to pick up his schoolbag.

Jian Liangyi also stood up slowly, lifted up the stool and sat down.

He stared at the books he had placed on the table, stared blankly for a while, and suddenly said, "Why are you pretending to be noble? But you also like my face."

Fang Zilu's hands paused, and the fingers holding the socket board were forced, and the back of his hand was full of blue veins.

"You call Feng Min trash, so don't you?" Jian Liangyi's mind was in a mess, and she didn't know what she was talking about.

He just opened his mouth subconsciously, and took advantage of this muddled state to say all the words he had accumulated deep in his heart that he had never dared to speak.

"I've seen a lot of people like you, but it's really nothing."

Fang Zilu laughed angrily: "Yes, it's nothing, then don't block the door to prevent me from leaving."

"No one is blocking the door now," Jian Liangyi turned to look at him, "You can go."

Fang Zilu stayed where he was, and pressed his fingers against the edge of the table until his nails turned white: "Jane cool."

Jian Liangyi staggered Fang Zilu's gaze, and turned her face back: "Anyway, I am also a man, and everyone has not lost in the past few months..."

Fang Zilu walked up to Jian Liangyi, raised his hand and pinched his chin, forcing him to turn his face away: "Jian Liangyi, do you have a conscience?"

Jian Liang looked at Fang Zilu with flat eyes and no emotion: "You don't really think that two men can be together, do you?"

"What about you?" Fang Zilu asked, "What do you think?"

"Me?" Jian Liang twitched the corners of her mouth, "I wear a skirt, and I'm different from you."

Fang Zilu felt a pain in his heart, and let go of his fingers: "Do you want me to stop here, I don't know how to say it? Does it mean that if I show a little hesitation and entanglement, and dare not admit it, you will say 'you But that's all?'"

Jian Liangyi's eyelashes trembled heavily, and she turned her head to escape from the opponent's fingers.

"In order to break up with me, he not only made a lot of excuses for himself, but also made a lot of excuses for me."

"Jane Liangyi, I've never seen someone like you."

Jian Liangyi is like a hedgehog covered in thorns, as long as someone approaches, she will immediately show her sharp protective thorns.

Fang Zilu temporarily gained his trust, and briefly came into contact with his softness.

But even so, it will still be sharply stabbed.

He is afraid of being hurt, and he is afraid of hurting others.

So he made excuses for himself, and tried his best to find reasons for others.

—They approached me to hurt me.

"Aren't you the same as Feng Min?" Jian Liangyi stared at Fang Zilu, raised her volume to cover up her sobbing, "Why do you blame me for everything in the end?!"

Fang Zilu sighed in surprise, frowning as if he couldn't understand: "Am I the same as him?"

Jane coolly turned her face away and stopped looking at him.

"Okay," Fang Zilu lowered his arms and took half a step back, "I'm the same as him."

Then he turned and left without taking anything.

The dormitory door opened and closed with a prolonged "squeak -" sound.

"Brother Lu?" Liao Ming quickly chased after him.

Tang Xiao stood outside the door and leaned into the house: "Are you all right?"

Jian Liang stared at the end of the lightly swinging curtain, and forcibly suppressed her voice: "It's okay."

He didn't understand why things turned out like this, at first he just wanted to explain everything to Fang Zilu.

But the words coming out of his mouth are out of control, and they are all malicious words.

Uncovering the darkness hidden in the bottom of my heart, I clearly wanted to keep him, but instead pushed people further away.

Jian Liangyi only uttered the first half of the sentence, but it seemed like she would never be able to utter the second half.

I'm such a bad person.

Can you, don't leave me.

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Woooooo my baby is 11, mother hugs.