Su Qing hunched her head like an ostrich, the momentary urge to flee made her want to flee immediately.
The word "jealous" popped into her mind.
She felt like a student who had made a mistake, a ruler slamming hard into her heart.
Su Qing stood up and tried to leave without looking back.
The others?
Jiang Sui was visibly stunned, but just as the girl was about to leave, he grabbed her arm.
"Don't leave!"
"What do you mean, someone else? Explain clearly!"
A heavy voice fell into Su Qing's ears.
The warmth from her wrist was scorching, burning every inch of her skin. She couldn't shake it off.
Unable to shake it off...
What did she mean by "explain clearly"? Within Su Qing's fuzzy mind, a well-educated, clear mind emerged, without hesitation.
"Jiang Sui, let me go..."
She would never be like those clueless girls caught in love. In Su Qing's life, clarity was paramount, and studying was her top priority. Everything else needed to wait.
Furthermore, when she saw Jiang Sui's photo, she knew in her heart that she had no right to misinterpret things.
She had already sentenced Jiang Sui to death, but she couldn't resist a moment of softness. The two of them should have returned to their normal selves as ordinary classmates, and now she was at his house.
She came to take care of him out of concern for her, a move far beyond her own comprehension and control. It was clearly a mistake in her mind, but she couldn't stop herself.
Perhaps it was because she had been cared for by him before, and her motives were somewhat impure...
Su Qing had no choice. She heard about his misfortune and then ignored it, but she still felt she had been too impulsive. She didn't want to continue this.
Mistakes should be put to rest.
Su Qing's ponytail was a little messy, hanging loosely on her head, and her eyelashes fluttered a few times.
She couldn't ignore the warm touch on her wrist, which was spreading inch by inch.
"Jiang Sui, let me go. I don't want to discuss other people with you. I just want to go home."
Her distant words and actions deeply wounded the boy, who was half-crouching on the ground.
Her thin jaw was tense, devoid of any tenderness. The glance in her eyes was as if she was looking at a stranger.
That coldness, as if it had vanished at that moment, would never appear in front his eyes again.
"Su Qing."
The young man endured it, half-crouching, his stance somewhat unsteady. He simply tugged hard at Su Qing's wrist, unable to stop her from moving, unable to leave.
His voice was dry and hoarse.
"Is there some misunderstanding between us?"
He tried to keep his voice steady, silently suppressing the pent-up anger and fury within him. He gripped her wrist tightly, clutching at a straw, like a lifeline.
Seeing the girl didn't answer, her profile so small it was hard to even discern her expression. Her thin shoulders, straight back, long neck, and unyielding spirit. Her ears, once pink and tender, had now completely shut themselves off.
Don't rush, don't rush, Jiang Sui told himself again and again.
You know her well enough, don't rush.
"Nannan, trust me, there's never been anyone else."
"Only you, only you, no one else."
Jiang Sui's burning emotions, unwavering, burst forth. His eyes shone brightly, as dark as black diamonds, a faint glint that beckoned one to delve deeper, a desire to delve deeper.
The girl's silence sent a wave of panic through Jiang Sui's heart.
"Qing Qing, it's my fault. I shouldn't have been so cold to you. I just want you to care about me..."
Jiang Sui's hair, tangled on his forehead, hide his shattered eyes. His lips pursed into a thin slit, and he spoke these words with some reluctance.
As if courting her, he wanted her to understand...
She was talking about other people, and now she was so angry or cold. Inside, he was secretly delighted but also in a state of turmoil. He was delighted because he wondered if she was jealous, and the turmoil was because he was worried she would actually leave.
He had no temper, and he didn't dare lose it.
Between them—no, it should be the girl's youth—they were already treading on thin ice. How could he not be cautious?
No one, no one, had the right to tell her to be brave...
She had certainly been brave before. Jiang Sui firmly believed that he could find out what his girl had been through and accompany her walk through it.
So he didn't dare gamble, and couldn't gamble. He'd rather she not get jealous than have misunderstandings between them.
His legs felt numb, and Jiang Sui raised his eyes with a look of grievance. He was still ill, and his cheeks were a faint red, with dry white skin at the corners of his lips, and his hair was a little messy from not having it combed. He took the girl's wrist and gently shook it.
The shaking sensation made Su Qing clench her teeth tightly, suppressing the panic deep within her heart.
The boy's aggrieved voice made Su Qing's pupils slightly sore. She couldn't help but want to curl her fingers, but remembering that her wrist was still being held by the boy, she gave up and simply pressed her tongue firmly against her jaw.
Care about people..
She was just a boring person.
Thinking that even if there were no other people like her, they probably had a lot of problems.
Su Qing thought, but the boy's cold, magnetic, hoarse voice gradually passed through her mind.
"Believe me, there's really no one else but you. I fell in love with you at first sight, and I've been harboring evil thoughts since we last met."
"You don't know I..."
Jiang Sui's words got stuck in his throat, and he sat down on the ground. He tugged at Su Qing's wrist and hugged her by the waist.
"Jiang Sui...!"
All the exclamations were swallowed.
For a moment, all they could feel was their breath, the warm spray of air.
Blinking thick eyelashes, a long, beautiful silhouette.
The moment they kissed, the boy seemed to have anticipated the girl's struggle, so he locked her tightly in his arms.
What did Hu Yifan's text message say?
[The body is always more honest than the mind...]
So, for a moment, although she cried out in surprise, she didn't push him away. Instead, she remained obedient for a moment before struggling.
Could that explain it?
Her words weren't truthful enough.
Jiang Sui's eyes stared directly into Su Qing's glazed pupils, the dominance within them self-evident.