C6 You Are an Animal

He grabbed her wrist and glared at her. "What did you say?"

"What is it? Didn't you hear me? " She stared at him coldly and said, "Listen up, Xia Yu Chen, you are a parasite, scum, hooligan, beast!"

He stared at her for nearly two minutes without saying a word, and she did not flinch.

"Good, you have guts!" He squeezed the words through his teeth and shook her off.

She snorted and turned away.

Returning to the dorm, his originally good mood completely disappeared without a trace due to Xia Yu Chen. Fang Xiaoran was lying on her bed, staring at the ceiling with a lifeless look in her eyes.

"It scared me to death! Why are you so quiet now? " Fang Xiaoran was suddenly startled by the sudden appearance of someone, it turned out to be her friend Han Xiao.

Han Xiao stood on the ladder leading to Fang Xiaosheng's bed and laughed, "And you blame me for not having made a sound? What are you so engrossed in? "

Fang Xiaoran sat up and crossed her legs. She recounted what had happened today to Han Xiao, except that part about her and Xia Yuchen.

"Hey, are you stupid!?" Since they offered to help you, why did you reject them? " "With your Uncle Xia's status, why would he be afraid of not finding a good job for you?"

"I know, but I don't want to keep troubling Uncle Xia!" Fang Xiaoshui asked.

"You! I don't know what to say! Forget it, you should think about it yourself. I'll be going to the laboratory! " With that, Han Xiao jumped onto the ground, carried his backpack and walked out of the dormitory.

Fang Xiaoran closed her eyes and fell on the bed.

Suddenly, her cell phone rang. It's Senior Brother Meng Yao?

He said there was an article he wanted her to see and asked if she would be free to visit him in the afternoon.

"How about you send it to my mailbox and I'll look for you?" "No," she said.

"A few asked her, I want to ask for your opinion, why don't you come over!" "No," he said.

Since she had nothing to do in the afternoon, she agreed. She got up and changed her clothes before going to the teacher's apartment.

From the third grade onwards, she had been experimenting with Meng Yao all the way until she graduated with a master's degree. Since last year, Meng Yao had been a teacher. Earlier in the year, he had contacted the United States for a postdoctoral position and was preparing to leave. There were still some procedures that he had yet to complete.

His curtains were a light blue with little white flowers on them. It was said that his wife had chosen them. His sheets and quilts were also elegant, and his wife's choice.

It was a small room no more than twelve square meters long, with a long table, a double bed, a folding table in the corner, and a few stools. The dormitory had a bathroom, and the kitchen was on the balcony.

This side was overcast, so it wasn't too hot.

Fang Xiaoran sat in a chair in front of his desk, reading the new article on his computer while he washed her fruit in the kitchen.

"What's wrong? You haven't seen a single word for so long? " he asked when he came in and saw that she had stopped at the first page.

"Senior Brother, is that what you're talking about?" she asked, turning her own name yellow.

He leaned back against the table, folded his arms, and nodded.

"I've only done a little bit of this essay. It's not good to let me be the first author, right!?" she said, looking up at him.

"Don't you want to go abroad? "One more article would be better." "No," he said.

"But …"

"Fang Xiaoran, actually, there's something else I want to ask your opinion on today!" He bent down and put his hand on the back of the chair she was sitting on.

It was so close that it was as if his breath could be heard and her palms began to sweat.