this life is waiting

Chapter 17

This is not a complaint at all, it is a personal attack!

Coupled with the general signs of following the trend of people eating melon seeds, most of the posts on this Weibo are not good, some are neutral, and a few are supportive. This limelight is not ideal, and I don't like it very much.

A few minutes later, Yuyu called.

"How is it? Have you finished reading it?" She was also anxious when she heard it.

I replied: "It's over."

Yuyu asked again: "What do you think? Hey, why are you panting."

I gasped and said, "He Cheng is in the teaching building, I'll go find her."

After hearing this, she groaned and asked again, "Do you think it's true?"

I stopped for a while, let out a big breath, and continued to run, "I don't know, don't worry about it." I was so tired talking while running, "I don't know if He Cheng will be sad, I'll go and see first."

Yuyu seemed to want to say something more, but seeing me like this, she had no choice but to give up, and after saying something to comfort her, she hung up the phone.

I want to comfort her well, but how to comfort her, I think, if this matter happened to me, I might collapse, people like me can't stand the ravages of life, so what about her.

I can't imagine, although I don't understand why I wanted to stand beside her in the first place, but I just did it, I was afraid that she would be sad, and I was afraid that her sad appearance would be regarded as a laughing stock in the eyes of others.

In short, I don't want all the bad phenomena in her body that are not caused by her own reasons.

On the way of trotting, I was thinking, does He Cheng know about this?This Weibo was posted last night. Would she have known about it a long time ago? Will she cry? In taking care of my emotions, although sometimes it is because of something that does not exist, she always does better than me in this regard.

With a worried mood, after a few minutes, I finally arrived at the door of the office of their department counselor. I poked my head and looked around, and found her at the innermost desk, talking to her counselor, holding Holding a stack of documents, ordering something.

After taking a few breaths at the door, He Cheng came out.

She was a little surprised to see me, looked at my squatting appearance, and asked: "Call me and ask me where I am, are you here to find me?"

In order not to show that I came here by running, I had no choice but to nod and not speak while my heart was still pounding.

She tilted her head and asked me, "What's wrong?"

I motioned for her to walk and talk.

After calming down my breathing, I swallowed my saliva and said tentatively, "Did you read that Weibo yesterday, it was about you."

She didn't change her face: "Look."

Such a calm attitude was unexpected to me, so I asked again: "It's that one, the one about you having plastic surgery."

She looked at me with a smirk: "Look."

After reading the latter sentence, I feel a little helpless.

Her expression was impeccable, not at all what I predicted. Although she was not disappointed, I thought, could it be that she was too sad and numb?

Thinking of this, I grabbed her hand in a panic and almost dropped the stack of A4 papers in her hand to the ground. I asked, "Are you all right, are you really all right?"

The smile on her originally smiling face deepened, because it was not class time, the corridor was quiet and no one was there at the moment, and the voice of talking was very empty.

She looked at me and said, "You seem to really want me to be sad."

I shook my head immediately after hearing this: "No!"

She shrugged: "your expression tells me so."

Let me just say, my expression often gives others illusions, but at this time, this illusion is really inappropriate.

So I swore, raised my hand by my head, and said seriously: "I really don't, I'm afraid you will be sad, really." After I finished speaking, I pointed to my face and said, "Don't be fooled by it." Cheated."

I don't know what's so funny about this sentence, but after He Cheng heard it, he looked happy, laughed softly in a low voice, and tapped my raised hand with his free hand, motioning for me to put it down.

"Okay, I see." She said calmly.

Now, I realized that the topic went off track again. Really, I forgot everything when she smiled at me. No wonder those emperors in ancient times would not even want to be laughed at by a beautiful woman.

So while we were walking, I asked, "Are you really okay, that Weibo wrote about you like that."

She held the stack of papers in another hand, so that I could hold her wrist conveniently, and asked in a light tone with teasing: "I thought you would be curious about whether I had plastic surgery or not."

I pursed my lips and asked half-seriously: "Then have you done it?"

Don't blame me, I'm really curious about this matter, but my curiosity is just the lowest level of human curiosity, without any change in my attitude towards her after she underwent plastic surgery.

She shook her head: "No, as for the past." She thought for a while: "I just lost weight."

Oh ah.

I will not express my views here, after all, I have always been in the attitude of having nothing to do with plastic surgery.

I asked again: "Aren't you angry?"

He Cheng pursed his mouth slightly and sighed, "You're angry."

Ah, that's right. After all, people still have emotions. I think she is so calm now, probably because of time. Time is really a good medicine for everything, and makes people achieve the effect of being able to pretend well.

On the way back, I asked He Cheng how to solve this matter. She said she was still thinking about it, which made me very excited. I have always been a story-reader. Being so close to me, it is inevitable that I will be a little excited.

"If there is something I can help with, feel free to mention it. Don't hesitate to use me." I said to her generously.

She hummed, then suddenly took something out of her bag and handed it to me.

I looked down, and what lay in her palm was a simple package of earrings, only one.

I looked up at her and heard her say, "Send you off."

Me: "Ah? Why?"

She smiled: "Repay your concern for me."

I pause, you can get an earring with such casual care, this is a very good deal, it seems that you should care about others in the future, just in case.

It didn't look expensive, so I happily took it from her book, carefully took it out of the plastic bag, and looked at it over and over again.

A very small stud earring, the design details are very good, the pattern is very cute, it won my heart.

"I bought it during my summer vacation, and I think it suits you very well," she said.

I laughed a few times, probably this sentence shows that I am very cute in He Cheng's heart.

But it's hard to imagine that a person like her would buy such a cute thing, but maybe she bought it on impulse, people, what can't be done on impulse.

But then again, she still uses the emoji of the little zombie.

After I put the ears on, I looked up at her with a narcissistic smile: "Does it look good?"

She nodded: "Yes."

I bit my lip and raised my eyebrows, "If you hadn't met me, wouldn't this earring not be given away?"

It was only when I said the words that something was wrong. What I said was too self-righteous, making it seem like there was no one else around He Cheng.

So I heheed in embarrassment, and when I was about to skip this topic, she said: "It's for you."

This inexplicable answer made me even more embarrassed.

In my opinion, the microblogging incident had some influence on He Cheng. After all, on our way back, we met with tentative gazes from time to time from our classmates.

This look is more blatant and hotter than the ones that looked at me at the beginning, not to mention He Cheng's face is highly recognizable, plus she is beautiful, the rate of turning heads is doubled.

After returning to the dormitory and separating, I immediately took out the Weibo with my mobile phone. Now I am confident, so for more than an hour, I spared no effort to reply to those who questioned or slandered one by one, saying that He Cheng is not them As in the mouth.

When Yuyu came back, I was fighting on the mobile phone. She dropped her bag and pulled a stool and sat down beside me, rubbed her hands and asked, "How is it?"

I explained a few words to her, and she laughed: "I just know."

After finishing speaking, she took out her mobile phone, "Hey, these are the two coded photos on Weibo, high-definition □□, I can't help it."

Oh wow.

I snatched it from her right away. He Cheng, who was a bit fat in the past, was really not as exaggerated as he said. Although he was a little fleshy, he could clearly see his delicate facial features. The current photo was probably taken secretly recently. , without looking at the camera.

"Do something!" I yelled loudly.

Yuyu was taken aback by me.

In the following time, Yuyu and I continued to fight, although we knew that the effect of this kind of counterattack was very small, but there was only so much we could do.

I also want to do something, but what should I do.

This Weibo continued to be hot, and many people even poked me privately to ask me about my situation. After I explained them one by one, I felt powerless.

Finally in the evening, it reached a new high.

The follow-up post by x Dashudong was more careful than the original post, using a lot of sarcastic rhetoric, and counterattacked smoothly and beautifully.

The owner of the post in the follow-up post claimed to be h’s high school friend. After reading it, he found it extremely ridiculous, and then clicked a few words from the original post, satirizing the jealousy of the original post, and then posted the two coded pictures in the original post. The original photo was released, and said that Mr. H just lost weight in high school, and did not have any plastic surgery related operations.

In the end, there was a very convincing ending: "You don't need to be anonymous, you don't need to type, and you send it in a large size, no! Take it! Come! Tear it up!"