Chapter 24 Dumping

On Thursday night, people from Fu Xuechen's bedroom had a dinner party at a Sichuan restaurant in Luoluo Street.

When boys gather for dinner in the summer, beer is naturally indispensable. Although the four of them did not drink each other deliberately, they also consumed a whole case of beer.

With something in his heart, Fu Xuechen drank a little too much, and before he knew it, he drank four bottles of beer.

However, he is naturally good at drinking, and drinking does not hurt his face. The four bottles of beer only made his obsidian eyes a little blurry, and Bai Ruojing porcelain's face also showed a light layer of red.

He is good-looking, and there is a kind of elegance and nobility in his gestures, so the appearance of leaning on the back of the chair with a hint of alcohol makes him even more seductive like a fox fairy.

The Shang Dynasty clearly noticed that Fu Xuechen had a lot of worries today. Originally, a foodie in a dormitory had to be quick to bring the food to the table, but Fu Xuechen never joined their battle for food, but was drinking alone.

The Shang Dynasty sat beside Fu Xuechen, pushed him at this moment, and asked casually, "What are you thinking?"

Fu Xuechen replied without hesitation, "Want to wake up!"

This love story made the Shang Dynasty goosebumps, he said with contempt: "Come on, you just want to sleep and wake up!"

Fu Xuechen couldn't argue that he wanted to sleep with the little girl from his body to his heart, from his body to his soul. He admitted frankly, "Yes, I just want to sleep with her!"

The Shang Dynasty also knew that Fu Xuechen had not yet captured the little girl, and immediately asked with concern, "What are you going to do next?"

Fu Xuechen took the wine bottle, took a sip of the wine in the bottle, and said, "Confess to her."

Shang Chao nodded and chatted casually: "How are you going to confess?"

Fu Xuechen turned to look at him, his delicate face was pure and innocent, and he asked back, "What else can I do to confess, aren't they all flowers and candles?"

The Shang Dynasty thought of flowers and candles, and the corners of his lips twitched. Before he could open his mouth, Yi Jubai said with disgust across the table, "What a waste!"

Fu Xuechen smiled elegantly and lightly: "A straight man in science and engineering like me is so rude!"

After a pause, he emphasized again, "I just think that Ran Xing should have the confession that everyone else has. Although I'm not a 24-year-old boyfriend, I will give Ran Xing what should be given to Ran Xing."

Shang Dynasty: "..."

Yi Jubai: "..."

What's going on with this earthy and traditional feel?

Shen Cizhang was also surprised by this way of confession. He felt that such a dirty confession should not be something that Fu Xuechen would do. He asked, "Are you drunk?"

Everyone looked at Fu Xuechen in unison, thinking about eating four bottles of beer. He was very drunk, otherwise, how could he have planned to use flowers and candles as a way of confession.

Fu Xuechen's voice was calm and melodious: "No, I'm very awake."

He slowly raised his head, his voice was clear and strong: "Even if I am dirt, I will be the dirtiest one."

Although everyone could not appreciate Fu Xuechen's earthy romance, they did not stop it.

Like he said, even if it is dirt, it will be the dirtiest one.

Because he is Fu Xuechen, and he is the most powerful god in the school. When he makes a formal confession, even the old-fashioned way of confessing flowers and candles is a grand romance.

The Shang Dynasty then asked, "Then when are you going to confess!"

Fu Xuechen drank the wine in the bottle, put the beer bottle on the dining table at will, stood up abruptly, and said, "Just tonight."

Slightly drunk, young and frivolous.

Eighteen... nine-year-old Fu Xuechen carried an innate flamboyance and arbitrariness.

He thought about confessing to the girl Ran Xing, and he did it when he thought of it.

Whether it was a long-planned plan or a whim, he decided to confess tonight so frankly.

The Shang Dynasty followed and stood up, he went to settle the account, and asked, "Are you sure Ran Xing will agree to you?"

In fact, at the beginning, Fu Xuechen really felt that as long as he confessed, the little girl Ran Xing would not refuse at all. Good-looking people always have privileges. With a single face, he was a bunch of little girls and posted them backwards. What's more, he has excellent academic background and a wealthy family.

But now, he was a little suspicious.

He smiled and shook his head: "I don't know."

Immediately, he smiled calmly and confidently: "But, I think I should tell her formally that I like him."

When the Shang Dynasty heard the word "like", he was stunned for a moment. He thought that Fu Xuechen was simply looking for a sleeping pill, but he never thought that Fu Xuechen was actually caught in it.

However, it is also expected that the little girl Ran Xing is the kind of little loli who is carved in pink and jade, delicate and lovely. Many science and engineering men prefer this style, and Fu Xuechen is a very standard science and engineering man.

Shang Chao thought for a moment, but still reminded his friends, saying: "If the other party agrees with this kind of public confession, it's fine. If you don't agree, you will be very embarrassed."

Fu Xuechen looked casual and careless: "It's okay, I just want to tell her how I feel. It's her business to answer or not."

Nineteen-year-old Fu Xuechen has the courage, enthusiasm and indomitable courage of a boy of this age. He does not think that he will fail, and even if he fails, he will never back down.

Didn't he just get rejected? He was cheeky and then chased after him. Even if the other party had a hard heart, Fu Xuechen would never feel that Ran Xing's sincerity could not be exchanged for his own sincerity.

When the Shang Dynasty saw the frivolous and proud appearance of his friend, he no longer worried.

Fu Xuechen is the kind of person with a very strong heart. The pain of insomnia has tormented him all the year round. Ordinary people, if they lack sleep every day, will definitely collapse in their hearts and become self-pity, but Fu Xuechen is not. Even if he is tortured by fate, he is still stubborn and stubborn. He grew savagely, and grew into the now stunning and brilliant Fu Dashen.

Even if Fu Xuechen is among his peers all over the world, he is still the best kid.

Even if he was rejected by Ran Xing, Fu Xuechen wouldn't have much trouble, what's more, the Shang Dynasty really felt that Ran Xing would not reject such a brilliant Fu Xuechen.

He hooked Fu Xuechen's shoulders and looked back at Yi Jubai and Shen Cizhang, with a warm smile in his peach blossom eyes, he urged, "You two, hurry up, we have to help Fu Xuechen plan a confession tonight, so don't linger. "

"I'm coming."

Yi Jubai said quickly, and followed with Shen Cizhang at a trot.

Four tall boys walked side by side on the way back to school, talking and laughing with each other, and their youth was scattered in the wind.

Nine p.m.

Ran Xing was watching a Hollywood movie, "The Shawshank Redemption" in the dormitory.

The movie is too classic. Even if it has been more than 20 years since its release, you can open it at will and immerse it in the story, but it will still give you a strong resonance.

Watching the movie's protagonist, An Di, hope that it took 19 years for him to be free, Ran Xingzhen's back was so shocked that he had goosebumps.

After the movie was over, Ran Xing subconsciously went to the film critics to read, but there was a commotion downstairs in the dormitory.

Ran Xing didn't care, and ran to Douban to read the movie review. Yuan Qian, a little gossip girl, had already run to the balcony, opened the window and watched it.

Then, looking at the crowd, flowers and candles downstairs, he exclaimed: "Wake up, come and see, there are so many flowers and candles, someone is going to confess. God, there are drones, this is me The most luxurious lineup I have seen in living here for over a year.”

Danqing Academy is home to the highest-quality girls in the school. Confessions of flowers and candles like this naturally occur frequently.

Ran Xing was not surprised, but she was still calm, she casually flipped through the movie reviews, her voice was always sweet and soft: "I don't watch it. In the middle of the night, it's flowers and candles, and I don't know what to do. I thought it was going to the grave at Qingming."

Yuan Qian: "…………"

A good confession, when it comes to Ran Xing's mouth, it becomes a bit gloomy.

However, Yuan Qian also knew that the little girl Ran Xing was a clever little ghost, and she didn't have much malice. She just reacted super fast, and she could make people hate it when she was so clever.

Yuan Qian rolled her eyes at her gracefully and said, "Wake up, people are confessing, can you stop being so vicious."

Ran Xing casually looked at the film review and replied indifferently: "That's fine, you can replace 'Going to the Tomb at Qingming' with 'Shrine for Buddha'."

"Pfft..."

This time, even Qiao Mu, who was lying on the bed and playing with her mobile phone, was amused, she smiled innocently and beautifully: "Seriously, I have never thought about this aspect before, and when you describe it like this, I really feel that flowers and candles are a confession. It’s a bit like going to a grave during the Qingming Festival and offering sacrifices to Buddha in a shrine.”

Qiao Mu actually agreed with Ran Xing, the Pipi shrimp.

Yuan Qian was speechless for a while.

However, in a sense, Ran Xing and Qiao Mu are the same kind of people, they treat those they care about with their hearts;

Everyone has their own way of life, Yuan Qian is not the kind of person who will use his own three views to ask others.

Moreover, as a roommate, as the object of the two people's heart and soul, Yuan Qian felt that these two people really had no choice.

She closed the window and drew the curtains, walked back into the room, thought of the grand lineup downstairs, and sighed: "For such a big battle, who is this a confession to!"

Ran Xing pointed to the paralyzed school flower on the bed: "Who can be, Qiao Meiren!"

In this regard, none of the three in the dormitory had any objection.

Qiao Mu is the school flower, and she is a famous school flower. Her suitors are of super high quality, not only rich but also handsome.

It's a very simple reason. For a goddess-level figure like Qiao Mu, ordinary boys don't dare to think about it. How dare a toad eat swan meat? Isn't that making people laugh, so Qiao Mu's suitors will weigh their weight before starting. .

Ran Xing has more suitors than Qiao Mu, but the quality of her suitors is not high. She is beautiful and cute, but she is definitely not the goddess.

Most of the boys are very realistic creatures. When they chase you, they must think they can chase you.

When boys from ordinary families see Qiao Mu, they will never start, but when they see Ran Xing, they will have plans to pursue them.

After all, these days, everyone is busy and everyone has limited energy. One is the goddess who is impossible to catch, and the other is the little cutie who has a chance to get it. Most people will tend to the latter.

Wu Chang has always had a sense of superiority to Ran Xing, probably because he felt that Ran Xing's suitors were not as good as him, and he would feel that Ran Xing could only choose him.

Now the downstairs is huge, and such a big battle is obviously here to chase Qiao Mu.

However, Qiao Mu is a terrifying person. Even if someone asks her to confess, she will ignore it. It is impossible for her to go downstairs.

At this moment, Qiao Mu was just dragging his phone and said casually, "Anyway, no matter who it is, it has nothing to do with me."

It just so happened that the knock on the door came. At this point, Zhao Qingya was still studying, and she usually came back around ten o'clock, so it was obviously the one who confessed downstairs who came up and called for someone.

Yuan Qian went to open the door, and sure enough, a little girl was standing there holding a red candle.

Ran Xing glanced at her, she responded quickly, and laughed at Qiao Meiren: "Qiao Meiren, don't get up soon, someone has come to add incense to you."

Qiao Mu is very helpless to such jokes, don't be poor with Ran Xing, but this little girl Ran Xing is very smart, she can make fun of you with different words.

However, the girl at the door opened her mouth gently and politely, and said, "I'm here to find Ran Xing."

Qiao Mu laughed and said: "Wake up, it seems that this time it is to add incense to you."

Ran Xing: "…………"

Playing smashed, my face hurts a bit.

But she's used to being salty. When people live, it's not just to be amused and amused by others, and then amuse others by amusing herself.

Ran Xing is the kind of person who thinks very much.

At the moment, Ran Xing looked at the girl outside the door and said sweetly, "Can you wait a moment, I'll change my clothes."

"fine."

Girls naturally have no objection. After all, if they don't go to self-study at night, they will take a bath and wear pajamas. Ran Xing is wearing a cotton nightdress.

Now to accept the confession, naturally, have to clean up, put on makeup and spray some perfume.

In the face of suitors, Ran Xing is different from Qiao Mu. Qiao Mu ignores it. Ran Xing will seriously refuse. She will think that it is very rare for a boy to like her. Therefore, even if she refuses, she should Be polite and don't just let it dry.

Now, he took the clothes from the closet to change.

Yuan Qian politely turned her head away from Ran Xing, but still said her speculation: "Wake up, I feel like Fu Xuechen in such a big battle."

Qiao Mu nodded in agreement, "I also think it's Fu Xuechen."

Hearing that the roommate guessed that it was Fu Xuechen, Ran Xing disagreed: "I think it is Wu Chang."

Yuan Qian was also not sure that it was Fu Xuechen downstairs. After all, Fu Xuechen was a man of the sky and a man among the best. He felt that he really couldn't do this kind of confession with flowers and candles, so he didn't refute any more.

Ran Xing had already changed into her clothes, a red bottomed polka-dot dress, and a pair of black canvas shoes at random. The simple and classic red and black made the little girl even more charming and cute.

She ruffled her hair again, then got up and planned to go out.

Yuan Qian felt that it was Fu Xuechen downstairs, so he cautiously suggested, "Would you like to put on some makeup!"

Ran Xing touched the doorknob, looked back at Yuan Qian, and said in a sweet voice, "Is it appropriate for me to clean up and refuse confessions? I think it's better for me to be ugly, so that the other party will also think that I'm not worth it. Pursue."

The 18...9-year-old girl on the opposite side has delicate and picturesque eyebrows, fair and delicate skin, and she is invincible without makeup.

Yuan Qian smiled: "But you are also very straight with no makeup!"

Ran Xing raised his chin proudly: "That is, after all, I am nothing but good-looking."

Ran Xing has always been proud of his appearance.

She is quite self-aware. She knows that she has a bad character, lazy, dead house, difficult to get along with, and unrepentant. A person like her has no merits in her body, the only merit that can be called is that she looks good nice.

In this regard, Yuan Qian was only speechless.

Ran wake up this person, with a kind of sand sculpture atmosphere of "I just like you hate my character and like my beauty".

Ran Xing had already left the door at this moment, and the girl who came to greet her only waited for two minutes, exclaiming: "So fast!"

Ran Xing said nonchalantly, "Quick fight and quick decision."

The girl thought of the amazing and brilliant god downstairs, and she agreed with unparalleled approval: "Indeed."

No matter who it is, in the face of Fu Xuechen's confession, they will want to fly down.

Ran Xing looked at the candle in the girl's hand, her cheeks bulged, and she lit a wax for herself in the bottom of her heart.

She felt that there was a hole in Wu Chang's head, so he cleaned up these boring things.

She followed the girls downstairs, and then found that the lights in the school corridors and stairwells were all turned off, replaced by candlelight. On the way downstairs, many girls held red candles in their hands and smiled and waited for her to go downstairs.

Ran Xing's thoughts diverged to death. Looking at these candles, she inexplicably felt an absurd feeling of being led to hell by the impermanence of black and white.

Fortunately, she lived on the fourth floor, so she went down to the third floor instead of the eighteenth floor of hell.

Going downstairs, there are a bunch of classmates holding candles in front of them. There are boys and girls, tall and short, fat and thin, Danqing and Lantian...

These people all smiled with blessings, and when they saw Ran wake up, these people were well-trained and slowly gave way to a path leading to confession.

At the same time, the drone above his head began to sprinkle rose petals.

Ran Xing looked at the rose petals flying in front of her, looked up at the drone flying in the air, and thought to herself, fortunately, Wu Chang's family is not particularly rich. She felt that if she were richer, it was not the drone that sprinkled the rose petals, but the drone. It's a helicopter.

There were rose petals floating in front of Ran Xing, falling in a whirl, Ran Xing caught it subconsciously, and then continued to walk forward while holding the tender rose petal.

The warm candlelight and the sprinkling of rose petals interweave an old-fashioned romance.

The road in front of Ran Xing was still slowly opening, and the people who finally dispersed were familiar to Ran Xing, the three roommates he had seen in Fu Xuechen's bedroom before.

In the sea of ​​flowers and lights, Fu Xuechen in a black suit turned his back to Ran Xing and waited.

After waiting for the girl in his heart, he slowly turned around.

In the flickering candlelight, Fu Xuechen, who was dressed in a high-definition suit and had his hair meticulously combed back, stood there with a bouquet of roses. Not like a real person.

The scenery is old and vulgar.

Teenagers are enough to overwhelm all beings.

The author has something to say: Fu Xuechen is really an old school boy! ! !

Then again, there is another night

Continue to send 100 red packets.