Classmate Li Zhuangsheng doesn’t want to be reborn

"Hey, did you know that Niu Chunhui was beaten?" Hu Mengdie said leisurely.

"When did it happen, and by whom?" Li Zhuangsheng was curious.

"Just yesterday, I was beaten badly by Bao Yuzhi's father. Bao Yuzhi and I live in the same building. Yesterday I brought Niu Chunhui home, but his father happened to see him and he had a knife. ”

"Oh...Is he okay?" Li Zhuangsheng didn't know what expression to use. Isn't it bad to gloat about someone else's misfortune?

Hu Mengdie's eyes were filled with teasing: "It's miserable anyway. What do you think they were doing when they were caught?"

Li Zhuangsheng looked at the other party's expression with an inexplicable expression on his face: "It can't be..."

"Well, that's it." Hu Mengdie shrugged, "That's why her father was furious."

The corners of Li Zhuangsheng's eyes twitched slightly. He imagined for a moment that if Li Minghua bumped into Li Xiuyu... I guess the man's fate would be similar.

Hu Mengdie raised the corner of her mouth and said meaningfully: "Hey, her father was not at home originally, but who knew he would come back suddenly."

"This matter doesn't have anything to do with you, does it?" Li Zhuangsheng couldn't help but say.

"Don't worry, I didn't leave any evidence." Hu Mengdie puffed up her chest.

"you……"

"He dares to bully my husband, of course I have to teach him a lesson!" Hu Mengdie tilted her head and hummed, "And I also indirectly helped Bao Yuzhi. Maybe now I will be spared this pain... Oh By the way, she got married later, and she got married well. I was very kind to her, and I gave her the rent of 80,000 yuan a year in the Guomao Store."

Li Zhuangsheng's expression changed slightly.

Hu Mengdie still said happily: "If the two of them get married in the future, his husband should thank me most. Unfortunately, I can only be the hero behind the scenes..."

"..." Li Zhuangsheng hesitated and glanced at Hu Mengdie, then lowered his eyes, "What you said and what you are going to do now seem to be different."

"We are not ordinary high school students!"

"They've only been married for half a year, what kind of old couple are they?"

"But you are my only husband!"

"Come on, I'm the only one who has received the certificate... The time is up, don't talk to me anymore, I want to write a novel."

Yes, that's it, that angry and unwilling look. You must be jealous, you look so cute when you are jealous. You must be feeling very uncomfortable. Seeing you feel uncomfortable makes me feel better.

Hu Mengdie turned her head away, curled up the corners of her mouth, and showed a slightly satisfied smile. You make me uncomfortable, and I want to make you uncomfortable. Don't even think about getting rid of me. Since I can't get happiness in this life, don't think about it either.

whee.

With her fingers clicking on the keyboard, Hu Mengdie did not go to bed immediately today, but read a book on the side. Li Zhuangsheng glanced at it curiously. It was the latest issue of "Novel Painting".

He didn't pay attention at first, then he remembered something and felt horrified.

"The new work is well written." Hu Mengdie said quietly, with an unpredictable tone, "It's so sincere. The feelings in this one are much more sincere than the previous one."

"Sincere affection" and "sincere feelings", these comments made Li Zhuangsheng's face flush slightly, as if someone had been caught having an affair, and he only had a naked guilty conscience. He pretended not to hear, trying to fool him.

"A few bagpipes left the pavilion at night, you are going to Xiaoxiang and I am going to Qin." Hu Mengdie sighed quietly, "I remember the bookmark in "A Dream of Red Mansions" also has these two sentences."

When Hu Mengdie discovered this unique bookmark, she thought it was given by a girl. After rebirth, he guessed that it was related to Lin Yuehua, including the inconspicuous shell.

He thought there should be a story between the two. She desperately wanted to understand but was afraid of understanding. This mentality was like an ostrich, until she bought "Novel Painting" on Saturday because it contained Li Zhuangsheng's new work, and she felt that her turtle shell had been stepped on.

This seemed to be just a story, but Hu Mengdie knew who the prototype was. How could you not know?

It's so sad, it turns out he still has such a past with other girls. The two have obviously never dated, but this ignorance and ambiguity is better than most feelings in the world.

She was extremely depressed. She would rather Li Zhuangsheng had a campus love with someone else than see such a lingering white moonlight in his heart.

Is this another way of provoking Li Zhuangsheng? Did he write it out deliberately for her to read? Just like what I said to Zhang Qixiang on the platform the day before the monthly holiday.

Are you here to stimulate me again and want me to give up so that I can have sex with you, Lin Yuehua, for the rest of my life?

Since you want to fight, then I will accept the move. You will never succeed in what you want.

Hu Mengdie looked down at the book. In fact, she had already read this story over and over several times. She felt really despicable. She felt uncomfortable reading it every time and wanted to tear up the book, but she couldn't help but read it over and over again.

So, don't be soft-hearted. Don't always think that after he changes his mind, you will lean over and play the piano and the harp. Remember the pain he caused you, and you will torture his heart like this in the future and watch him continue to struggle in his heart!

Li Zhuangsheng still didn't speak, but judging from the speed of his typing, he was obviously upset.

"I didn't expect that you and Lin Yuehua would have such a romantic relationship. I didn't know." Hu Mengdie licked her lips, as if she wanted to cry, but she held on to a smile.

"This is just an adaptation of a novel, not documentary literature. Don't apply it to anything else!" Li Zhuangsheng finally couldn't help it anymore. He argued with a red face and raised his voice. He felt that the louder the voice, the more reasonable it was.

"I'm not blaming you. After all, I don't have the qualifications to act coquettishly to you now." Hu Mengdie pulled her hair around her ears and said, "I just regret it. When you were watching the sunset on the playground, if you had asked me Just talk to me."

Li Zhuangsheng was startled: "What did you say?"

Hu Mengdie shook her head melancholy and forced a forced smile: "It's nothing, it's all over anyway."

Li Zhuangsheng frowned slightly. Hu Mengdie's words seemed to reveal that she had some special feelings for him in high school. How could this be possible?

But how did she know that she would be looking up at the sunset on the playground? Did she pay attention to herself at that time?

Why do you pay attention to yourself? Because of Zhuang Sheng Mengdie and their names, do you care about them?

But even so, so what, didn't you end up dating Qi Haoyu? After all, in order not to become a failed clown, I simply did nothing.

Hu Mengdie squinted at Li Zhuangsheng's eyes, which showed confusion, irritation, and other complicated expressions, and couldn't help but purse her lips and smile.

How can you always make yourself feel uncomfortable unilaterally? This is only fair.