She is soft on my heart

Chapter 135 Li Xingshen is my world

She is also spoiled as a carefree little princess, who grows up under the sunshine and love, receives better vision and education, will become more outstanding and confident, will become brave, and express her love with the boys she likes without any scruples .

For a moment, Li Yun felt that she shouldn't stick to a small family like them, like the brightest star falling, and he felt a little regretful in his heart.

But soon he pulled the corner of his mouth, a little mocking.

He really put himself in the position of his brother.

He looked up at the rich, dark sky.

Why did she insist on coming to their house?

It added to their burden for nothing, created rifts in the already unstable family, and also covered her edge, changing her life.

Both lose.

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If Li Yun hadn't looked at his sister so seriously just now, he would have noticed that the girl sitting in front of him was trembling with anger.

Shen Miaoen's nails were deeply embedded in her palms, and under the dim light where others could not see her expression clearly, she could no longer pretend, jealousy and unwillingness distorted that beautiful face.

After suppressing her emotions and thinking for a moment, she took out her phone and clicked on Jiang Cong's WeChat.

The conversation between them, Jiang Cong has always been the one to reply, and he cherishes the words like gold, sometimes he won't reply at all. After Shen Miaoen broke her mind and made an embarrassment, until now, for a few months, she couldn't hold back. Send him a message.

No matter how much she likes Jiang Cong, she is still a lady who wants face and dignity. She clicked on the dialog box countless times, expecting him to send even a symbol or an emoji.

But no.

During these months of torment, she listened and watched him treat Li Xingshen in every possible way, and then everything was in vain, he was rejected, and finally learned from others that they had become strangers, she She thought there was a turning point, she thought she could go back to the past, only she could stay by Jiang Cong's side...

Why did Li Xingchen come to destroy again, to be an eyesore?
Shen Miaoen took a deep breath and edited a message for several minutes to send, but unexpectedly, what she received was a striking red exclamation mark.

Jiang Cong deleted her and blocked her text messages.

Shen Miaoen's heart sank suddenly, even her fingertips trembled.

……

The party was coming to an end, and only the final scoring and awarding session was left. Jiang never cared about the results. He was bored and noisy at leisure, so he went out to enjoy the wind and smoke a cigarette.

Outside the auditorium is a wide school road. At this time, the branches and leaves of the trees on both sides of the road are sparse, and there are no people, which is a bit bleak.

Jiang Congshu was leaning against a tree lazily. He hadn't changed his clothes yet, and a suit of formal attire couldn't conceal the frivolity of the young man.

He turned the silver lighter between his fingers, rubbing the gear with his fingertips, and the flame burst out. He raised his hand to block the wind, lowered his head to light the cigarette, and the tail of the cigarette was lit with a flickering red, and thin smoke escaped from his lips, enveloping Keeping his brows closed, he looked calm.

There were approaching footsteps behind him, he knew it wasn't Li Xingchen, so he ignored it.

But the man didn't stop, and walked straight behind him. Jiang Cong glanced sideways, paused for a moment, then looked back, his expression unchanged.

Shen Miaoen walked around in front of him, stared at him, her eyes were red, "When did you delete me?"

"Forget." Jiang Cong slanted his cigarette in his mouth, drooping his eyelids, not bothering to look at her half of his eyes, and said in a cool voice, "Someday it will be easy."

Shen Miaoen held her hands tightly, tears almost came out of her eyes, but she still tried her best to suppress her voice tremblingly: "Do you think you and her are from the same world?"

Jiang Cong took off the cigarette and dusted the ash, the white mist dispersed, he raised his eyes to look at her, pulled his lower lip, but didn't smile, "What do you want to say?"

"You and her are not... and will not be from the same world, but we are."

"The world?" Jiang Cong smiled deeper, but with a hint of mockery, "What world? Where did I come from?"

Shen Miaoen looked at him with complicated eyes.

Jiang Cong stared at her, the smile on his lips suddenly retracted, and a cold look appeared in his dark and boundless eyes, "Since I was a child, you know what's going on in my family better than anyone else. From the beginning, I don't think I have any world. , what does it belong to?"

Shen Miaoen's face turned pale and she was unable to utter a word.

"But it's different now, Shen Miaoen, listen clearly," his voice was cold, firm and clear, "Li Xingchen is my world."

Shen Miaoen went crazy with jealousy, she no longer had her usual decent smile, and her suppressed voice even roared a little: "She doesn't like you! She doesn't like you but continues to accept your kindness to her with peace of mind, she is hanging on You!"

Shen Miaoen was resentful, why she could take over Jiang Cong's liking, but dismissed it, and did not let go when she refused?
"So what?" Jiang Cong's eyebrows were full of meaninglessness, and his thin lips parted lightly: "I am happy to be hanged by her."

He pinched his cigarette and lowered his eyes, "If she likes me, I'll be so happy, but if she doesn't like me, it won't affect my liking her in the slightest."

"So you," Jiang Cong raised his eyelids, his eyes were like sharp blades, and his voice was bitingly cold, warning: "Keep your hands clean."

Shen Miaoen's body trembled violently, tears fell down.

"Remember to pay for the things." Jiang Cong didn't want to bother with her anymore, so he left with a few words.

Shen Miaoen suddenly grabbed his arm like crazy.

"Don't forget how our family treated you! When you were a child, you were beaten all over by your mother. Your father didn't care about you outside. No one cares about you. My father took you back to my house, took care of you, and let me accompany you. you."

The air pressure around Jiang Cong suddenly dropped to the bottom after she mentioned those things, and he looked at her as if trying to gouge her out.

Shen Miaoen forced herself to look at him, her body was shaking non-stop.

Jiang Cong suddenly took a step forward and looked down at her condescendingly, his eyes seemed to be covered with ice, "Shen Miaoen, do you think I would take a look at you if there was no Uncle Shen?"

These words were like a sword, piercing Shen Miaoen's already cracked heart, her shoulders collapsed, unable to support her body, she staggered back a few steps in embarrassment.

Jiang Cong curled his lower lip coldly, turned around, but saw the little girl standing not far away, she should have ran out in a hurry, she was only wearing that skirt, her cold shoulders shrunk, I don't know how long she stood there .

Jiang Cong was slightly stunned, then frowned, took off his coat while striding over, wrapped it around her slender body, and said in a reprimanded tone, "What are you doing out here? You don't have any clothes on."

The suit jacket is not thick, but it is full of the boy's body heat, it is very warm, Li Xing looked at him with a small face, and smiled, "I came to you, Jiang Cong, we took No.1. "

Seeing her happy, Jiang Cong softened his brows and eyes, "Yeah."

Li Xingchen put away her smile and glanced at Shen Miaoen, this time her eyes were no longer dull, but with obvious disgust, she had never had such hostility towards anyone.

Not because of anything else, just because she said those words that hurt Jiang Cong and sprinkled salt on his wounds.

"Don't look at her anymore." Jiang Cong turned her small face and pulled her wrist, "Let's go."

(End of this chapter)