
Yan Yan recalled what he had just said in his mind. He felt that he had not said anything wrong. Everything was in accordance with the standard answer. He did not contradict Zhang Qiqi, and there was no yin and yang.
After confirming that there was nothing wrong with him, the anger in Yan Yan's heart bubbled up again. He still said in the same tone as before, "I didn't mean it in a bad tone. I think what you said makes sense, so I agree to do what you said."
When he said this, he walked towards Zhang Qiqi with the pigeon soup that had already been opened. As he walked, he continued, "This is ready. You can eat it. I'm going to shave."
If Zhang Qiqi's initial anger was less than 50%, then her current anger has exceeded 90%.
The reason is simple, serious and just like before. When encountering a problem, he never takes the initiative to solve the problem. He always wants to run away instinctively, and then let Zhang Qiqi digest the problem by himself.
Just like now, he clearly knew that Zhang Qiqi was angry. He found an excuse to slip away without coaxing Zhang Qiqi, and then let Zhang Qiqi digest all the situations by himself. This was what Zhang Qiqi hated most about him.
Zhang Qiqi looked at the pigeon soup that had been placed on the table by Yan Yan. She felt that the pigeon meat had been torn into a mess by Yan Yan. It looked very disgusting and made people lose their appetite.
She raised her arm and swept all the dishes on the table to the ground. Of course, some of the vegetable soup fell directly on her quilt. The white quilt was instantly stained and turned ugly.
Seeing the mess on the ground, Zhang Qiqi actually felt a little regretful. She didn't understand how she could be so angry just now. However, her guilt didn't even last for five seconds, because she saw Yan Yan's indifference that it had nothing to do with her.
This simply ignited Zhang Qiqi's anger thousands of times faster. She could no longer control herself. She roared at Yan Jun in the loudest voice she could muster, "Jun Yan, I hate you."
After hearing this, Yan Jun felt relieved for no reason. It turned out that all his tenderness and shame these days were just disguises. It turned out that what he was hiding deep in his heart was that he wanted to leave Zhang Qiqi.
He did not bother to coax Zhang Qiqi as he did before. Instead, he said a little tiredly, "Since you hate me so much, then I will disappear."
After saying that, he was about to leave. Zhang Qiqi looked at his back and screamed again, "If you dare to go out here today, tomorrow I will make the whole city aware of what you did."
The stern steps immediately stopped, and a stern look flashed across his face, but he said in a helpless tone, "Qiqi, I really don't know what you want. During this time, I respond to your requests, but you are always dissatisfied. I..."
When he said this, he turned around and stared at Zhang Qiqi for a moment. Zhang Qiqi felt uncomfortable when he stared straight at her, and then he said heartbrokenly, "The child is gone, I am more sad than you. We all know this." I am not the only one to blame. The piece of flesh on my hand that you bitten has not grown yet. I was thinking about your body and I didn’t say anything. But you hate me. In this case, do we still need to continue? "
Although Zhang Qiqi has been so arrogant and lawless in the past few days, she has not lost her memory. She knows that Yan Yan is telling the truth, and she also knows that if things really break out, Yan Yan will indeed be more likely to follow the trend.
But as for her, her losses are not small. She beats her husband in public and bites others when she disagrees. If others find out about this, she will not be able to find a good family in the future.
Thinking like this, she couldn't help but regretted that she shouldn't have spoken so harshly just now, but the words she said were like water that cannot be taken back. What's more, she believed that this was an extraordinary period. If she couldn't control the severity at this time, she would just I am afraid that I will not take her seriously in the future.
She hated the back of Yan Jun with itching teeth, but seeing Yan Jun walking forward without any intention of looking back, she finally couldn't sit still and shouted awkwardly, "Jun Jun, are you really going to leave?"
The stern footsteps paused, and there was a tangled look on his face. Finally, his footsteps stopped, and he said calmly, "I'm going to find someone to clean up the ward."
He didn't look back when he spoke. After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked away as if nothing had happened.
Zhang Qiqi's hanging heart finally dropped, but when she later realized that the severe attitude was not good, she was the only one left in the ward.
The huge ward was empty and eerily quiet, as if no one was living there. Coupled with the mess on the floor of the ward, it would be more accurate to say that this is a garbage dump than a ward.
If your room is a garbage dump, can it be said that you are a waste collector in the garbage dump?
This sentence was once Zhang Qiqi's motto, and it was also a quotation that warned her not to waste time on poor boys, but she did not expect that now she herself has turned her room into a garbage dump.
This was nothing. Her original plan was to keep Yan Yan under control while she was hospitalized, but she didn't expect that she would be the first to bow her head during their normal conflict today.
The feeling of humiliation arose in her heart, and her eyes filled with tears. She shed tears countless times during her hospitalization, but every time she shed tears before, she did it deliberately, in order to deepen her severe guilt.
This time she shed tears, which was the saddest and most sincere time for her. But she didn't expect that there was no audience, which was considered very mocking. She couldn't help but sneer even as she cried.
It turned out that under such favorable conditions, she was still at a disadvantage. It seemed that her heart was not so cruel.
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Yucai International School, Class 1, Grade 3
Today is Friday. It can be said that all students are excited all day today. The class is much more active than usual. This situation becomes more obvious in the afternoon.
The teacher has long been used to this situation. At the same time, he feels sorry for these children who have to board at such a young age, so even the teacher who is usually strict becomes more tolerant on Friday.
It was already the last break in the afternoon, and students in the class gathered together in twos and threes. Everyone discussed the same topic, nothing more than weekend plans.
These third-grade children are half-grown and have so-called vanity, not to mention they are in this well-deserved aristocratic school.
You only need to walk around the classroom, and you will probably hear no less than a dozen children saying that they are going to travel abroad on the weekend. Of course, there are also a dozen students who say they will go to the amusement park on the weekend, and the remaining ten students will pretend to be helpless. They have no travel plans because they have to attend various interest classes.
Adults would laugh at such obvious exaggeration.


