C2 Seven Years(2)

It seemed that he was awake.

Ye Yingxin was stunned, nodding his head, "Yes, it's me."

"What are you doing here?" Cheng Hanjin finally gently pushed away Jing Ting, barely able to stand firm on his feet.

Ye Hen thought that he had misheard, "You're asking me, what are you doing here?"

Cheng Han looked at her and suddenly leaned over. Ye Hen thought that he had finally remembered, and a cold sneer sounded in his ears, "Don't tell me you came looking for me?"

"I'm looking for you." Ye Yingxin was getting angry. Since he recognized her, this meant that he wasn't drunk. Since he wasn't, why would he forget about the agreement between them? Furthermore, on such an important day, he actually went to drink with someone else. Even more outrageous was the fact that he had so many friends by his side, but they were all leaning on a girl.

Had he considered her feelings?

Ye Ying thought, as his eyes turned a little sore. She glared at Cheng Hanjin, as if that way, Cheng Hanjin would apologize to him and care about her just like before.

"Looking for me?" Why are you looking for me this late at night? " Cheng Hanjin smiled eerily.

The tone of his words was ambiguous.

Ye Hen was furious. He had never thought that a person who had always been gentle like the spring wind in front of him would actually say such words to him.

Anger welled up in her heart as she fiercely questioned him, "What do you think I came to find you for? Cheng Hanjin, you … What's the matter with you? You... You obviously weren't like this yesterday. "

"Yesterday?" Cheng Han narrowed his eyes, "How was it yesterday?"

"You …" In front of so many people, how could she have the face to say it out loud?

At this moment, Cheng Hanjin seemed to have remembered something. He let out a long "Oh," then hooked her chin and said with a smile, "Yesterday, I just kissed you. Ye Yingxin, you don't think that I will be responsible for a kiss?

"You, what do you mean?" Ye Hen sucked in a breath of cold air, feeling as if his limbs were going to go stiff.

Because of the alcohol, Cheng Han's hand was as hot as a soldering iron. He patted Ye Yingxin's frozen face, and finally took a few steps back, maintaining a distance from her. "Literally." He said coldly, "I know you've always liked me, but Ye Yingxin, can you please go back and look in the mirror? Do you think I'd be interested in you when you look like this? I'm sorry about what happened yesterday, if you misunderstand. If you think a single kiss can make you my girlfriend, then I'm sorry, but you might have to queue up. Don't let me kiss too many girls. "

"Cheng Hanjin, what are you talking about?" Ye Hen's heart couldn't help but tremble, she felt as if her whole body was trembling.

It must be too cold, yes, it must be too cold.

"Brother Hanshen," she forced herself not to tremble, to calm down, to not be driven mad by Cheng Hanzhen. She was still trying to find an excuse for him, "Deep Cold Bro, are you drunk? Are you talking nonsense? "

Cheng Han still had no expression on his face. He was much taller than Ye Hengxin, so he was able to maintain his position in the cold wind, giving others a feeling of condescension.

"Ye Yingxin, I admit that I did like you a little before." He said suddenly, "But only a little, and that little bit has disappeared with the kiss yesterday. Do you know why? "

"Is... "Why?"

"Because I don't like women who are too active." Cheng Han said in a deep voice, without holding back as he walked into the dorm, "Don't look for me anymore, if others think I can eat trash like you, I will lose face. "Also, since we grew up together, let me teach you something. As girls, you should be more careful." After saying this, Cheng Hanjin's figure had already disappeared from the dormitory's hall.

Huh? So, she's an indiscreet girl?

The cashmere overcoat seemed to have lost its function of warmth, and Ye Hen's body gradually turned cold along with his heart. She stood there in a daze, her eyes unfocused.

"Junior?"

After an unknown period of time, he heard a melodious call.

Ye Hengxin finally turned his stiff neck, his eyes slowly falling on Jing Ting's body. The boys had all returned to their dormitories. When it was close to the entrance, she and Senior Jing Ting were the only ones standing outside.

"I've heard of you." Jing Ting said, "You are a cold childhood friend. Han Sen told me that you had always wanted to marry him. "

When he heard Jing Ting say these words in such a casual manner, a hint of confusion flashed in Ye Yingxin's eyes.

Jing Ting continued to say, "Little sister, aren't you reading too many romance novels? A childhood sweetheart getting married? "Hehe, ridiculous!" She did not pause, as if amused, and walked off with her shoulders hunched.

The sudden silence made Ye Hen's heart tighten.

Is it absurd?

Marrying Cheng Hanshi was her dream since childhood.

But now, that dream was shattered.

His face was ice-cold.

It was unknown when it started to snow.

This year's head snow, did not expect so cold.

On the balcony of one of the rooms on the sixth floor, there was a spot of scarlet quietly burning. It was like a pair of eyes staring at her from a hidden spot.