Chapter 68: Imbalanced Trust

The evening breeze of midsummer is mixed with the faint residual temperature left by the sun during the day. After the freshman welcome party, I repeated the same nightmare every day. In my dream, Ye Yichen kissed my lips and bit it like punishment.

And Situ Lei's sentence:

"I hate you too..."

"As long as you stay in this school for a day, I won't let you live a peaceful life."

These two men appeared alternately as if they had been premeditated, constantly tormenting my nerves and disturbing my heart.

"What's wrong with your lips?" Di Lan kept staring at me during breakfast.

"I accidentally bit it." I answered absent-mindedly.

Sister Luolin, do you know that a liar wants to swallow a thousand needles? Tell me honestly how you got hurt!" Di Lan grabbed my hand, and her sincere words could not hide her gossipy expectations.

"It was really an accidental bite." I pulled out my hand and continued to eat calmly.

I thought, this is not a lie. This is indeed a bite, but the murderer is not himself, but Ye Yichen.

"Hey, Alan." Yuan Mengjian stretched out his hand with a smile.

"Well, Sister Luolin, you really let me down."

Di Lan took out 100 yuan from her pocket with a lost face and reluctantly handed it to Yuan Meng.

"What are you two doing?"

"Actually, it's nothing. This girl bet me that your mouth must have been bitten by Ye Yichen. In fact, I want to bet on Situ Lei, but Alan doesn't let me have any options other than Ye Yichen, so I have to bet on it. It's really shocking to think about it, Luo Lin, girls really need to be more reserved. I support you!"

Yuan Meng patted me on the shoulder with a smile on her face.

"Puff." Yuan Meng was happy, but I was scared by her words and sprayed out a mouthful of white porridge.

"Sister Luolin, are you all right?" Di Lan hurried to follow my back.

At this moment, I felt really sorry for Di Lan, but it was not my fault. She asked how she was injured, not by whom she was hurt. I had a little intention to hide it, and now I don't want to tell them.

Looking at Yuan Meng happily putting the red ticket in his bag, the joy on his face contrasted with Di Lan's lime-like face.

"Meng Meng, I'm going out later. Can you help me sort out the information on the table?" Di Lan's little bird leaned on Yuan Meng's shoulder.

It turns out that money can make ghosts grind. Yuan Meng, who has always been too lazy to sort out his study materials, actually hummed a little song and cleaned up Di Lan's desk on a beautiful weekend morning.

" Luo Lin, come here quickly." Yuan Meng screamed as if he had been stepped on his tail.

I slowly came to Di Lan's room. This was the first time we entered her room since we slept together. The pink colors and all kinds of cute dolls almost blinded my eyes.

Finally, my eyes stopped on the album in Yuan Meng's hand.

"Where did this... come from!"

I stared at the photo album in Yuan Meng's hand, and my eyes were about to fall out.

is full of photos of me and Ye Yichen and Situ Lei when they were together. Each picture clearly marks the time, place, every angle and every detail.

"I found it under Alan's pillow." Yuan Meng's expression couldn't say whether she was surprised or proud.

Di Lan personally said that she didn't know me. Why are there so many photos? The earliest one was when I was not expelled from Ming Han. Who the hell is she?

I stared at Yuan Meng and tried to find the answer from her.

" Luo Lin, what are you doing? I don't taste good." Yuan Meng retreated as he spoke.

"Say, who is Di Lan and why do you have photos of me and Situ Lei so long ago?" I pointed to a photo of me and Situ Lei standing in front of the mermaid tear sculpture in the album.

"Her name is Di Lan, her gender is female, and she loves men..." Yuan Meng was stared at by me incoherently.

"Who wants to listen to these?" I held back my smile and continued to ask.

The more Yuan Meng retreated, the closer I approached, and soon forced Yuan Meng to the corner of the wall.

"Well, well, I really don't know. Maybe she can master these because she is from the journalism department." Yuan Meng looked for a reason randomly.

"It's impossible. We didn't graduate at that time. Where did the journalism department come from?" I exposed her in one sentence.

"Then you can ask herself when she comes back. Remember to call me. Maybe Di Lan, a girl, has a habit of stealing photos, which is just used as a handle. Yuan dreamed of this with a bad smile.

"Well, I won't make trouble with you. If only she really is just a secret camera fetish." I said thoughtfully.

Maybe it's because the contact is not deep. Although she has made me feel that she is as careless and slightly crazy as Yuan Meng in the past few days, what happened today makes me a little suspicious.

If she deliberately took pictures of these things and gave them to someone to see, then my movement is equivalent to being clearly grasped by that person. Just like what Liu Ziyang said in those years, I was monitored, and there were eyes staring at me everywhere. Although it has been so long, these terrible eyes have undoubtedly returned to my world and may live under the same roof with me.

I don't want to believe it's true, but I can't control myself to think in the worst direction.

Is it a disease that I can't trust a person in this way? If one day I find something suspicious around Yuan Meng, will I also suspect her with the same mentality?

As now, what I hate most is the distrust between people, and now I have become such a person.

I plan to return the album to Yuan Meng. It's really impolite to mess through other people's privacy like this. At least Di Lan and I are not good enough to enter her room at will.

"Well, just put it back and stuff it under that pillow." Yuan Meng also returned to normal, asking me to put the album back, and then carefully helped Di Lan sort out the messy learning materials on the table.

Di Lan's room is really messy, big and small, from plush toys to plastic models, the whole room is decorated pink and white, like an idiot. Knowing that Minghui is very lax in student management, she has made the dormitory like this. After she graduates and moves out, it is estimated that the next person to live in will be scared to death and be cleaned up to death.

"Ai, it seems to be pulling something."

While talking to myself, I gently took my arm and felt that something was really scratching on my clothes. I was about to turn around and do it, but I didn't expect that as soon as I turned around, the lamp in the room fell in the direction of Yuan Meng.

"Dodge!" As I shouted to Yuan Meng to avoid, I hurriedly reached out to grab it, but I felt that I should have touched the edge, but there was no way to catch it completely.

At this time, Liu Ziyang suddenly jumped in from outside the window and pushed me away and went straight to Yuan Meng.

I couldn't help rolling back in the pushed wheelchair, and then hit the wall heavily.

Before Yuan Meng realized anything, he was pulled away by Liu Ziyang. The lamp fell to the ground, smashed a large hole in the floor, and the decorative glass was broken.

"What's going on?" Yuan Meng foolishly looked at the broken glass on the ground, and then looked at me who ran to the other end of the room inexplicably.

"Dream, dream, get up quickly." Liu Ziyang's weak voice came from the ground.

Yuan Meng followed the sound and found that he was sitting on Liu Ziyang's body. No wonder he felt that the floor had become hard at that moment when he fell down.

Liu Ziyang hummed and was pulled up by Yuan Meng. After patting the glass debris on his body, the diameter actually came towards me.

"Xia Luolin, do you want to kill her!" Liu Ziyang shouted at me.

"What's wrong with me!" Suddenly, a feeling of grievance surged up.

"I saw you deliberately pulled the standing lamp and called Yuan Meng to avoid it when the light was about to hit down."

"You're looking for trouble, right? Why should I hurt Yuan Meng?" I was not willing to show weakness and shouted at Liu Ziyang.

"I also heard you arguing before, not because you suspected that Meng Meng was also involved in Di Lan's tracking you, or because you felt that your whereabouts were leaked by Meng Meng. Didn't you think so at that time? What, what else do you want to explain?"

"That's funny. Since you think so, you can check it. If you can't find it clearly, don't bark at me. This is my dormitory, and it's not your control."

"Ziyang, we were playing before. Don't make trouble, okay?" Yuan Meng was in a bad state and quickly came to dissuade him.

"Meng Meng, don't talk to her. I know better than you what kind of person she is." Liu Ziyang's mood is a little out of control.

At this time, it seems that I really don't care about anything. Even if Liu Ziyang immediately tells the secret I have always wanted to hide, it doesn't matter. It would be better if everything that happened in those years was made public. I don't have to be so tired to hide from everyone and deceive myself.

"Ziyang, put down your things and leave." With this cold voice, Situ Lei slowly came in from the living room.

"How did you get in?" I looked at Situ Lei coming in from the gate and said.

"I have the key." Situ Lei said and snapped his fingers, only to see the dormitory's long fart coming over and putting the key in Situ Lei's hands.

"You think the student union is great, one jumps out of the window and the other breaks in. Go out and get out of here!" I pointed to Liu Ziyang and Situ Lei and shouted irritablely.

"The student union will naturally deal with the matter of him jumping out of the window, but I enter through normal channels. So you have no right to blame me."

Situ Lei looked indifferent, and then walked into the living room again and put an envelope-like thing on the table. He waved his hand to Liu Ziyang and motioned him to come over.

"This is the invitation letter of the Student Union. From now on, you will officially join the Student Union of Minghui College. From tomorrow, please report to the Student Union after class every day. Naturally, someone will arrange the corresponding work for you."

Situ Lei smiled at me. Although the smile did not change the coldness of the past, it vaguely revealed something unpredictable. At least I'm sure it's not friendly, and I'm not going to accept the invitation of the so-called student union.

"You can take the invitation back. I'm not going to join the student union." I refused, and I know that if I agree now, it means that I have to get along with him every day. This is impossible for me now, and I don't want to have anything to do with him at all.

"Real?"

He smiled and said in front of me. He still looked like a king looking down at the common people. His eyes were empty and dull, but he was faintly infiltrated with the power that could absorb people without mercy.

He leaned his head gently against my ear...