Sweetheart Strikes: The Devil's School Herbs, Please Recruit

Chapter 507 Thinking Too Much

After buying almost everything, we went directly to the door to wait for other people.

The two of them sat guarding a pile of things, seeming a little uncomfortable.

There is a milk tea bar at the entrance of the shopping mall, so Chu Yechen and I just sat inside and ordered a drink to drink.

I sipped the lemon in my mouth bit by bit, feeling sour, looked up at Chu Yechen, and suddenly found that he was looking at me.

"You can actually choose things yourself, you know more details than me."

"Ah."

"So, why should I choose things?"

"Because I have something to say to you." Chu Yechen held the same lemon tea in his hand, but didn't drink a sip.

I put down the cup in my hand, looked at Chu Yechen seriously, and asked, "What do you want to say to me?"

"We have already broken up, don't like me anymore. Otherwise, I think I can't help it... and start to hate you!" Chu Yechen's thin lips parted and closed slightly, so lightly, but why I can't seem to understand what he said? ?
I looked at his tightly wrinkled brows and eyes, and there seemed to be an indelible disgust hidden in it.

Hasn't our relationship eased today?

Why is this happening?

"We broke up a long time ago, who still likes you, Chu Yechen, don't be so affectionate!"

"Besides, I have Ye Keyuan, he is so much better than you! We are still childhood sweethearts!"

"Chu Yechen, and...whether I like it or not is my business, it has nothing to do with you, if you hate it, you hate it, you tell me what to do!"

I jumped out word by word, feeling agitated, with a lot of words in my heart that I wanted to accuse.

But Chu Yechen remained motionless, and a disgusted smile appeared on his face again.

A reserved to indifferent smile.

"Then what did you do on the train at noon? Some things can only be done to those who like them."

My heart was shocked, and my hands suddenly clenched the plastic cup in my hand. As a result, the lemon tea sprayed out directly from the tube, all sprayed on my chin, and the water droplets fell drop by drop. I looked extremely embarrassed.

I should pick up the paper and wipe my face well, but at this moment, I feel that I can't move anymore.

He didn't fall asleep at noon, didn't he, so he knew it when I gave that cautious kiss.

But now he actually brought this matter to me?

I bit my mouth hard and laughed.

"Chu Yechen, what about you? Why did you suddenly come to this camp?"

"Why did you push me away when those things fell?"

"Why did you knock us two apart when Lance was pulling me?"

"Chu Yechen, dare you say that you still like me?"

These four questions seemed to have exhausted all my strength, and I sat there limply, waiting for Chu Yechen's final answer, as if waiting for my sin to be judged.

But there were only three words coming from the opposite side, "Thinking too much."

I narrowed my eyes and glanced over Chu Yechen's cheeks inch by inch.

Why can he put on such a cold mask and say such things?

"Okay, I'm thinking too much. Chu Yechen..." I lowered my head, and my voice was gradually swallowed by the music from the milk tea bar.

An Yifeng's anxious voice came from afar, as well as the quarrel between Su Qingmu and Qiu Xiyuan.

I took out my napkin, wiped the lemon tea off my chin, and got up to leave.

(End of this chapter)