C897 Love Rival?
C897 Love Rival?
Cheng Ting looked at Sikong Banyu's back as he left and couldn't help but rub her lips. "What kind of expression is that? Am I not worthy of you? "Hmph …" But! You want to run now that you've fallen into my palm? "None at all."
Previously, Cheng Ting only thought that these guys were very interesting, but gradually, she noticed that Sikong Banyu had an attractive aura that made her sink into them slowly. Perhaps she had a little possessiveness, but as for whether she liked them, Cheng Ting was not sure.
"Cheng..." Teacher Cheng, here's your coffee. " At this time, the waitress brought a cup of fresh coffee over and looked at Cheng Ting apologetically.
"Oh …" Cheng Ting came back to her senses, took a sip of her coffee and stood up. She had to meet her grandfather for this matter as soon as possible. Sikong Banyu's advancement to the Upper Sky was not something to be trifled with.
"Teacher Cheng …" That... "That …" Hearing that, Cheng Ting turned her head to look at the timid waitress, and asked curiously: "What's wrong? What's the matter? "
The waitress blushed and said, "Twelve pieces of coffee, seven pieces of lemon tea, a total of twenty-two pieces."
"Ah?" He … He didn't pay? " Cheng Ting was stunned for a moment. With gritted teeth, she took out fifty yuan from her wallet and handed it over hatefully. "There's no need to look for him. This guy …" You're not a man at all, and you still want me to pay you, hmph … "This is so infuriating."
After a long while, she finally came back to her senses. She took out her phone and opened the photo album. The photo that she had secretly taken just now showed Cheng Ting holding onto a table with one hand, looking very intimate with Sikong Banyu.
She paused for a moment, opened the school's forums, and sent this photo up. Someone had taken away the golden flower of Huaxia University, ah!
Sikong Banyu still didn't know that he would soon become the target of common hostility among his fellow men of Huaxia University. Liu Lidu's matter still needed to wait until tomorrow before everything would be revealed. Before Mom left, Mom had asked him to come pick Tang Wei'er up. Although he knew what grade Tang Wei'er was in, he really didn't know where the classroom was.
Luckily, unlike junior high school, the inside of the teaching building was only partially a classroom. Sikong Banyu was able to tell by just a glance whether Tang Wei'er was in the class or not with his sharp eyes.
In the classroom, Tang Wei'er was sitting at a corner near the window, holding her chin with one hand as she looked listless. Sikong Banyu's sudden departure caught her off guard. She didn't know why, especially after knowing the engagement between Sikong Banyu and Cheng Ting. Tang Wei'er felt as if the sky had fallen and the earth had collapsed. Was that feeling just an illusion? Sikong Banyu didn't like him at all. Everything was wishful thinking to him?
But she clearly felt that he liked her, but he didn't tell her about the engagement, and these days he disappeared without a trace, he didn't have a single message. She didn't know why, and she didn't know why, but she knew that she already had Sikong Banyu in her heart.
"Wei'er …" After school, I want you to go to the movies, no... I've already bought the tickets. I heard it's a new work by the Ghost Director. " A soft whisper entered Tang Wei'er's ears, bringing her back to her senses.
Tang Wei'er glanced at the boy sitting next to her, then looked at the two tickets. She turned her head and said, "No, I still have things to do. Zhao Pu, I've already said it, we're not suitable. Don't waste time on me. I already have a boyfriend."
Zhao Pu didn't mind. "Wei'er, I know we've known each other for a short time and don't know each other yet, but it doesn't matter. I'll understand that later, I like you, and I won't change that now or in the future. Even if you have a boyfriend, I'll take you over. I believe I'm better than him."
Tang Wei'er rolled her eyes at Zhao Pu. "This guy really doesn't know where to get his confidence from. You think you can compare to Fann?"
"During class, can everyone respect the results of teacher?" The old professor on the stage seemed to hear the whispers of the two and reminded them unhappily.
Seeing Tang Wei'er and Zhao Pu sitting up, the old professor shook his head helplessly. These youngsters these days! There was no way to tell the severity of the matter. They all thought that the university was the cradle of their matchmaking partner. Could it be that there were so many people who lamented the fact that generation after generation!? It was not without reason.
"Student …" Can I borrow a book? " At that moment, a familiar voice suddenly sounded in Tang Wei'er's ears. When Tang Wei'er heard this voice, she couldn't help but be stunned. It was his voice.
"Sigh …" Fann, where are you!? "Why don't you come and see me? Even if you don't like me, you tell me and I won't bother you. Where are you?!" Tang Wei'er sighed in her heart. This was a classroom. That fellow had already disappeared for half a month, why would he appear here?
"Who are you? "When did you get here?" At this moment, Zhao Pu's voice rang in Tang Wei'er's ears once more, startling her. She quickly turned her head to the side and looked at that familiar face, smiling faintly, with clear eyes. Over the past half month, that smile had appeared in her dreams who knows how many times, it was him … It really was him …
"Fann …" Tang Wei'er exclaimed and stood up. She looked at Sikong Banyu, who was sitting next to Zhao Pu in disbelief. Tears flowed down her face, as if all the grievances she had suffered in the past few days had been relieved.
"Heh …" Wei'er, don't be so excited! Those who don't know, think that I'm the one bullying you. " Sikong Banyu laughed dryly and teased. He felt a bit guilty. If it was someone who didn't understand, then everything could be passed on at a single stroke. However, those who understood could only pretend to be confused, while the guilt and torture in their hearts were difficult to sustain. Lili's young girl feelings, Sikong Banyu, who had lived for so many years, how could he not feel it? How could he not understand? However … Better not to understand.