Chapter 111: Close but out of reach

With Situ Lei's decisive words blurted out, this preliminary competition also ended in the student riot I created.

I don't know what the result of this preliminary competition is. After all, my speech at that time has just begun, and even one-third of it has become such a big thing before it comes. I guess there is probably no chance to continue to stay and participate in the vice president election that I was not interested in.

It has been a few days. Whether it is the promotion list of the preliminary competition or the matter about that day, it seems to have been deliberately blocked as if it were blocked.

"How's it going?" Situ Lei pushed the door in.

"Nothing, thank you for that day."

"Won't you be angry?"

"What are you angry about?"

"From now on, no one knows that you are the woman of my Tu Lei."

His face is not happy and persistent. And I didn't take what he said at that time at all. At that time, I was just shocked and felt that he could blurt out such words. In case those people don't buy him, his president will not be so easy to do in the future.

But looking at his current expression, a trace of 'he is serious' suddenly flashed in his heart.

"That's just something you mentioned casually. I won't take it seriously." I smiled at him and vaguely brought up the topic.

"Do you think I look like I'm joking, or do you want these to be fake so that you can relive your old dreams with Ye Yichen when you leave the student union in the future?" As he spoke, the chill in his bones poured out inexplicably, and the light shining in his eyes became sharp.

"What can be true or false? You care too much about these things. Ye Yichen really can't let you go like this? You know that I have promised you not to contact him again, so I will definitely do it.

"Why do you make me believe you?"

He questioned my words almost without thinking about it.

"So, because you didn't believe my words, did you deliberately use such words to trap me more deeply?"

"Yes, I just want to trap you. I just want you to never leave my side. Even if you still think about Ye Yichen or someone other than him..."

He said, pressing me to the corner of the wall, and a pair of big hands clasped my chin powerfully. As long as I struggled gently, it would hurt to break, and this undoubtedly blocked my right to speak, so that I could not refute his words.

Since when has he become so domineering and unreasonable...

I didn't flinch or fear. Just looked at him firmly until he was willing to slowly let go of my hand.

"If this is what you want, then it's up to you, and I will try my best to cooperate with what you want."

After he let go of his hand, I raised my arm and wiped the painful chin he had just pinched with my sleeves. I wanted to unify and erase all the traces he had left on me. Just like when I decided to forget him, I wiped everything about him clean.

"Tell me what's going on with that photo. The person in it is really you, right?"

"Ha ha, Situ Lei, is it interesting for you to say that? Then isn't everything yours? Don't you think it's boring to ask this now? I looked at him with my eyes.

"What?"

"Are you pretending to be stupid with me? I know you were injured in a car accident, but I didn't hear that you hit your head and lost your memory. My words were prickly, because he touched my bottom line, the bottom line he made with blood.

"Xia Luolin, please make it clear."

"Isn't what I said clearly enough? You know what you have done."

He looked at me blankly, as if everything was my fault. I put a basin of dirty water picked up everywhere on his body indiscriminately.

"In those years, after I returned the starfish pendant to you, when I came back to meet Anran, you asked Han Heya to bring a group of rogues to the airport to block me and lock me in the dark hut for three days. Did something happen in those three days and require me to come to you one by one?"

The path leading to the obscure memory was connected to the brain again, and the memories that I deliberately buried were also suddenly inspired by Situ Lei's words.

"When, I didn't ask Han Heya to come to you, and I didn't know you had come back at that time."

"Yes, you don't know. At that time, only Anlan and Liu Ziyang knew when I came back. Except for them, no third person knew that I had returned to Beijing at that time, and no one knew what time my flight back to Austria was. But I forgot that Anlan and Liu Ziyang are both loyal to you. As long as you ask, which of them will be honest with you. I smiled coldly, laughing that I was too naive and stupid at that time, and laughed at Situ Lei and pretended to be stupid with me at this point.

"Even if Han and Ya went to see you, how do you know that I must have asked her to go!"

"Are you really not crying when you don't see the coffin? Go check it. I've been looking at the photos displayed in the auditorium at that time. If you are still in the mood to review the good things you have done in the past, you can check. In one of them, there is Han Heya with half of his arm. Let's see if it's me hanging on her wrist. Anran returned the starfish pendant to you.

......

Situ Lei's body sat stiffly on the sofa beside him, as if he was thinking quickly, looking for all the memories about me two years ago.

"Why don't you talk? The pendant in your hand is the best evidence, and I clearly remember every word that those people said to me 'by the order of Master Situ'. Or do you want to tell me that this 'Master Situ' is someone else?

He sat stiffly on the sofa and didn't say a word to me for a long time, nor did he recover from meditation. I passed by him and wanted to leave, but he pulled me. But he didn't try as hard as he thought, like a weak retention, and wanted me to stay by his side.

"That pendant is not easy to buy outside, and I would have known that if you didn't tell..."

But even if he tried to hold it, I shook off his hand and left the room carrying him and the air he had breathed. Only cold words and expressions are left.

After I left, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket and dialed several numbers. "I'll send it to someone for a moment. When and how to investigate is your business? What I want is the truth. And those few people in the photo, whether dead or alive, find out all that is left for me!"

Situ Lei's words gushed out with ice, and each slender ice needle stimulated their hearts straight through the phone.

"How could I do something to hurt you..." He buried his head deep in his arm with an unforeseen pain.

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A week later, I received a notice of winning the preliminary competition.

The vice president's election is based on three innings and two wins to decide whether I can stay. If I can win the next round of rematch, I will be firmly in the position of half the vice president. But no matter what is written on the paper notice, it also means that I will be busy with the rematch of the student union held at the school festival a week later.

Recollection, I just experienced a small preliminary competition, and I have become famous in Minghui. If something unexpected happens in the subsequent rematch, what will happen? Thinking of this, my mind suddenly stopped, and then I dared not think about it any more.

The content of the rematch is mainly to open some small shops with their own theme characteristics at the school festival to attract customers and show personal charm, but I have no specialty, let alone charm. What should I do?

I was struggling with what to do when my hands suddenly covered my eyes: "Guess who I am..."

"Okay, Yuan Meng, stop it." I thought of her almost in seconds and broke her hand off my eyes.

"Sister Luolin, you hurt my heart so much. How can you be compared with Mengmeng with such a lovely me!?" Di Lan pouted and looked at me unconvincedly. And he waved his hand and stamped his feet and acted cute to me.

"Oh, Di Lan, why are you here?" I giggled at her, and then completely jumped to the topic of her cuteness.

"I, I'll give you the good news."

This girl is really easy to coax. As long as she gives her a wool ball, she can follow the thread all the way to the black. Unless there is a bigger fork in the middle, she will never betray her topic. Just like just now, just after asking casually, she patted the table, immediately sat down and ordered a glass of juice and came over with my topic.

"Say it, what's the joy?"

"Of course, congratulations on your promotion to the rematch."

"Two wins in three games, don't you think fools can advance?" I looked at her helplessly. No wonder she got along so well with Yuan Meng. Both of them have a common problem, that is, they don't think at all, and sometimes they are anxious about their IQ.

"I know, so this rematch is very important to you. Well, let me ask you, have you arranged the activities to be prepared for the school festival?

"Not yet."

"Look, I came at the right time."

With that, Di Lan took out a piece of scratched and almost lazy piece of paper from her pocket and spread it on the table to show me.

"Is this?"

"The theme of the school festival edited by Di Lan for you is definitely a must-win method. Jiang ~ is this "Top of Minghui University Festival · Maid Cafe" while she said that she would not forget to make an artificial voice, which also makes me feel familiar with this habit, and I am a cute trumpet Yuan Meng.

"Puff..." After seeing the five big words of the maid's cafe, I sprayed juice on her leaflet that was about to fall off.

"Sister Luolin, I'm serious! I promise that you are the first person that Minghui can do this activity. As for the staff of the cafe, Mengmeng and I can definitely defeat Minghui's dead otaku. Di Lan said confidently and calmly, and had the ambition to fly up to become a goddess.

"Why do you have to choose this? Isn't it good to open an ordinary cafe?"

"Ordinary cafes are everywhere. Only such a bright ** can attract more people. If there are more people, you will naturally not win! What's more, your major is West Point. Let me and Mengxi lure them in first, and then you are grabbing their hearts with food. What a good-idea!"

Before I finished speaking, she fell into her own world and said everything seamlessly, so that I could only watch her smile helplessly.

"The idea is good, but it's not that easy to open a cafe. First of all, we have to prepare more materials alone, and if I am the only one, too many customers will be busy.

"Yes, Mengmeng and I can't cook snacks. If you teach us now, won't it be too late?"

"Okay, Di Lan, I will figure it out by myself..." I said euphemistically, trying to make her give up this proposal that I felt a little ridiculous while not to discourage her enthusiasm.

"I think Di Lan's ideas are very good. If there is a lack of pastry chefs, do you think I can do it?"

This familiar feeling, the clear and enchanting voice floats from the corner not far away, like the endless summer coast, the source of the sound, and which charming mask is wearing when saying this...