Chapter 69: The Edge of Revenge

It seems that I haven't had a summer vacation in my memory for a long time, and the definition of vacation is becoming more and more vague. Maybe this year is not a good start, but it is also quietly more than half. I don't know what will happen in the first summer vacation of college, whether to look forward to it or let nature take its course.

In the hot classroom, everyone is brushing and stirring the egg liquid in their hands. Several beginners are still complaining about why they don't use the egg beater. They must work hard here.

Although the classroom has been supplied with air conditioning for a long time, there is still fine sweat on the forehead. It is tiredness, the irritability of repeating an action for a long time, and a strong wear and tear.

It was a foreign teacher who taught West Point. His thick beard and thick hands often made me feel that he must have been a carpenter in the past, and later became a painter. This combination of local atmosphere and crazy art can't imagine that delicious food can be made under those hands. At least people who have seen his appearance will not want to eat it. Something.

Since the first day I was sent here, it seems that I haven't seen this foreign teacher guide students, just asking us to do the most basic things, and sometimes I have to make him miscellaneous coffee to buy lunch.

This school makes me feel more and corrupt, from teachers to students. There are also school directors, one by one, which is more difficult to understand. The student union is like the school directors personally screening out the migrant workers who manage the school for them free, which satisfies the students' management desire and liberates themselves.

This old and cunning management method is very similar to what their Situ family did. If you don't take action, you will not be able to live or die.

Finally, after class, the shoulder of beating eggs is sore. In this way, it is estimated that everyone majoring in West Point can practice a resilient golden right arm in the first half of the semester.

In the dining room.

"Look, isn't she the one who caused ** at the freshman meeting and even President Situ came forward to stop it in the end?"

"That's her. I heard that Minghan graduated and has a deep friendship with President Situ.

"No wonder that the president usually doesn't even bother to say a word. He never comes up for what his capable men can deal with. He actually stand up for her just because he is accosted. It's really embarrassing."

"That's..."

As soon as I entered the dining room, as long as I passed by, people all of them dodged, and then whispered about the ** of the freshman meeting that night. It seems that I am very curious about the relationship between me and Situ Lei, and it is as terrible as a flood beast. If I don't pay attention, I will swallow them in one bite.

Maybe it's because their president's impression of Situ is too indifferent, or maybe it's because he only has mastered the life and death power of all the students in this school, so he talks like this, and even the people close to him are hung with dangerous signs of staying away.

"Eh, it seems that you have been misunderstood by everyone." Ye Yichen appeared ghostly beside my voice.

"Rumors stop at the wise, let them go."

I didn't care about going to eat, and then casually found a seat to sit down.

"Do you need me to relieve you?" Ye Yichen looked out of the window, and the spoon in his hand slowly stirred the curry on the plate.

"This is not a big deal. Naturally, no one will remember it in a few days."

"Are you really happy in it, because you got in touch with Situ Lei here, or because you finally got out of the gossip with me?"

His eyes suddenly turned to me. I raised my fingers leisurely and gently put them on my lips.

"Don't explain, only the prey that is not easy to get will have the pleasure of conquest."

......

"Look, look over there!"

Several girls suddenly suppressed their ready-to-be screams and whispered.

"Ye Yichen, what are you doing?" I pushed his lips away from the corners of my mouth.

He smiled and licked it slightly with his tongue: "Your face is stained with rice."

I hurriedly pounced on my face with my hand, only feeling that the blood kept rolling in my body to rush out of the body.

All the people around saw this scene widened their eyes, and the men and women were shocked and silent. Everyone watched all this happen so naturally. He smiled, raised his hands and feet, and finally narrowed his eyes and ate the grain of rice that had been stuck to the corner of my mouth.

"I don't like people talking about my woman with other men." After saying that, he threw the meal that he had only eaten into the trash can beside him and left the dining room.

If he was happy to see it, no one mentioned that the boss of the freshman welcome meeting, Tu Lei, came forward to relieve me. On the contrary, my relationship with him became more and more complicated in school.

"Xia Luolin from the West Point Department, please go to the student union room to find a report after hearing the broadcast. The life committee member has something to discuss with you."

The broadcast stopped after being broadcast three times in the whole school, and then I remembered that I had never given him any answer to Situ Lei's invitation to the student union.

"Life committee member, Liu Ziyang, hasn't this guy forgotten the accident last time and intends to find fault with me directly in the student union?"

I thought that they called me so in public that I couldn't avoid it. I'd better tell him face to face to face. Do you still doubt me, intend to expose my past, or something else?

I came to the independent office building of the student union alone, and it was also my first time here. This is a place that only the student union can access at will, and even their dormitory is located here.

Although there are many dormitories to live in, and even if all the members of the student union still live in rich rooms, most people choose ordinary dormitories and give up the exclusive living services here.

All the way, I only felt that it was extremely lonely. Everyone shuttled between the aisles with a straight face, as if they were familiar with each other but never been indifferent to each other. The mechanized operation mode of nodding, smiling, leaving makes a sharp contrast between here and outside.

There was too much hesitation, and there was no clear indication of which one was the student union room. I walked around this building.

"The student union room is on the top floor." The enchanting and slightly lazy voice of a woman came from behind.

Han Heya came to me in pajamas with slightly messy hair.

"What are you doing here?"

She doesn't seem to have woken up from her sleep. Her eyes are like a charming cat. As long as you don't provoke her at this moment, she won't wave her sharp claws to you.

"The radio called, I'll excuse myself first." I can't wait to escape for fear that she will do something terrible when she wakes up in a moment. In this dead place, I am the only one facing danger.

Han Heya yawned and turned into the room.

I followed Han Heya's instructions and came to the student union room. I knocked on the door several times, but no one responded, so I had to do nothing here and waited for someone to receive me.

"Is this Minghui's way of treating people? The radio called me, but there was not even a receptionist. There was no life committee member, the discipline committee, and the things in front of my house could not be closed, so I just pretended the tiger's ability outside."

I whispered to myself while waiting.

dong...

I don't know how long I waited. I seemed to sit in a trance and fall asleep. Because of my imbalance, my head hit the front door.

I rubbed my forehead, although it didn't hurt, it was enough to make me feel refreshed.

At this time, I found that the door was not locked, and it could be opened with a hard push. I shouted softly inside, "Is anyone there?"

No one answered, and then carefully entered the room.

The student union room is dark, and the huge floor-to-ceiling windows are covered by curtains. It is not surrounded by bookcases full of books and documents as expected. Instead, there is no furniture except a sofa that can sit on.

I have this kind of experience. I must not touch anything here when I am alone in an unfamiliar environment, and I may accidentally set myself on fire at any time.

I looked around. This should be a office, with two doors on the left and right closed, but this room is enough for business.

I didn't want to stay here for a long time. As soon as I was about to turn around and leave, I turned around and bumped into someone who appeared behind me at some point.

"I'm sorry, I came in without permission because I found that the door was unlocked." I hurried to apologize.

"It's okay."

Then he walked around me to the window and opened the curtains. The light suddenly penetrated into the room to dispel the darkness here, and it also slightly stung my eyes.

I blocked the light with my hand and vaguely saw his back bathed in the sun, straight and slender.

"What can I do for you?" With that, he sat on the sofa beside him.

My eyes gradually adapted to the light, which also made me more clearly see the structure of the room and the person sitting on the sofa in front of me.

"You, why are you here?" I looked at Situ Lei sitting leisurely on the sofa and said.

"This is my room." He said lightly.

My face was ashes, and I felt that my face fell heavily on the ground.

"Since you are here, just reply to my student's invitation to you."

Just as I was going to leave here without saying anything, he stopped me.

"I have no intention of accepting your invitation. There is no special reason. I just feel that I can't be a big responsibility here. Being an ordinary student may be the best for me."

"Okay, I won't force it."

With that, he picked up the file bag on the table and left the room before me. Before leaving, he said to me coldly, "Please leave as soon as possible. I don't like people who are too involved in my privacy."

"Just right, I don't like to spy on other people's privacy." After saying this, I silently added, 'I'm even less interested in your privacy.'

I went out of the door with him. Just as he closed the door, I seemed to see a brown photo frame on the table not far from the room. I don't know whether it was the illusion or the illusion of the sun stingling my eyes just now had not completely dissipated. I vaguely saw a person reflected in the photo frame, and the man was very much like me. The trace's father.