I Fell In Love With Qing Leng Xue Shen Chapter 11
byChapter 11 You passed
The walls of the emergency passage were bone-chilling, and Xie Shuhan sat there leaning against them for a long time.
The tears have long since dried up, leaving only a faint red mark at the corner of the eye.
The alcohol’s stamina was still taking its toll, and I had a splitting headache, but the dull pain in my heart was worse than my physical discomfort.
He raised his hand to wipe his face, and when his fingertips touched a piece of cold moisture, he realized that he couldn’t help crying again.
Taking a deep breath, he stood up slowly while holding on to the wall, his steps still a little unsteady.
This kind of appearance is obviously not suitable for returning to the private room to face his parents.
If they saw it, they would definitely ask endless questions, which would only increase their worries.
Xie Shuhan took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Nangong Wan with his fingertips trembling slightly: “Mom, I’m a little uncomfortable. I’m going back first. You don’t have to wait for me, and don’t worry.”
After the transmission was successful, he put the phone back in his pocket, opened the door of the safe passage, and walked step by step outside the hotel.
The light in the corridor was still soft, but it couldn’t illuminate the haze in his heart.
Passing by the place where I met Lu Jin just now, the ground was empty, leaving only the mottled light and shadow cast by the lights, as if the confrontation just now was just an unreal dream.
Walking out of the hotel door, the evening breeze carries the chill of late autumn and blows on my face, carrying a hint of the fresh air of vegetation.
Xie Shuhan wrapped his shirt tightly, and the cold wind blew on his face, which made his chaotic brain sober up a little, but the swelling pain in his temples did not ease at all.
He rarely cried, and the number of times he cried could only be counted on one hand. Today, under the influence of alcohol, it was really difficult to restrain himself…
The road was busy with traffic and neon lights were flashing, but the noisy sound seemed to be blocked by an invisible barrier. In his world, only the sound of wind and his own heavy footsteps were left.
He only felt as if his heart was being rubbed repeatedly, and he was so painful that he couldn’t breathe.
On the other side, in the private room of Charming Hotel, the party had already dispersed.
Lu Jin accompanied Yun Chuchu to see off the last group of friends, and the two of them walked slowly along the path behind the hotel.
After sending Yun Chuchu back, Lu Jin’s mission was completed.
This trail is lined with sycamore trees, with yellow leaves covering the ground, making a “rustling” sound when stepped on.
The light from the street lamps shines through the gaps in the leaves, forming mottled light and shadow on the ground.
Yun Chuchu was wearing that pink quicksand skirt, the hem of which swept through the fallen leaves, with a hint of shyness and expectation on her face.
She stopped and called out softly: “Ajin.”
Lu Jin stopped following her voice and turned to look at her.
The light from the street lamp fell on her face, reflecting her delicate makeup and the deep affection in her eyes.
Before he could react, Yun Chuchu stood on tiptoes and kissed his lips.
There was a hint of youthfulness and boldness in her movements, and the moment her soft lips were about to touch his, Lu Jin felt an inexplicable feeling of nausea welling up in his heart.
The feeling of nausea came so fast and strong that almost as soon as Yun Chuchu came closer, he subconsciously raised his hand and pushed Yun Chuchu away.
“Yun Chuchu, you passed.” His voice was cold, with a trace of imperceptible annoyance and disgust.
Yun Chuchu staggered back a few steps before barely steadying himself.
She looked at Lu Jin in disbelief, and the affection in her eyes was instantly replaced by shock and grievance.
In all her life, she had never been treated like this by anyone, let alone someone she liked.
Her voice quickly turned red, with tears in her eyes.
She didn’t understand what she was doing wrong.
She comes from a superior family, has outstanding looks, and is sincere towards Lu Jin.
But Lu Jin was always cold and distant from her, even showing such disgust when she took the initiative to kiss him.
Lu Jin stood there, his silver hair glowing coldly under the street lamp.
The nauseating feeling just now had not completely dissipated. He looked at Yun Chuchu’s red eyes and felt no guilt at all. On the contrary, he became more certain of his thoughts.
“Go back by yourself.” He said in a deep voice, his tone calm but with unquestionable determination.
Her whole body was stunned, and tears burst out of her eyes instantly, hanging on her long eyelashes, trembling slightly, and she looked particularly pitiful.
“Ajin, I was wrong…” she choked and said with a thick nasal sound.
She stretched out her hand to grab Lu Jin’s clothes, but when her fingertips were about to touch, she subconsciously stopped in mid-air.
Now everyone in the school knows that they are together. Although it is false, Lu Jin will always be exposed if he hates her so much. What will others think of her then?Where is her face?Yun Chuchu felt panic when he thought of those rumors.
He paused and said, “Go back early.”
After saying that, he stopped staying and turned around to walk in the opposite direction to Yun Chuchu.
The silver hair was swaying in the night, and the back was resolute, without a trace of nostalgia.
The cold wind blew by, picking up the fallen leaves on the ground, but it could not dispel the boredom in his heart.
The moment he pushed Yun Chuchu away, what flashed through his mind was Xie Shuhan’s eyes turned red and he said with grievance, “You are really annoying.”
He finally understood that he cared about Xie Shuhan in a different way.
He likes Xie Shuhan.
Once this idea emerged, it grew like a weed and instantly occupied his entire brain.
Maybe you fell in love with her the moment you met her for the first time.
Lu Jin stopped and looked up at the night sky.
The moon was covered by dark clouds and the night was dark, just like his mood at the moment, full of confusion and uncertainty.
As for Xie Shuhan, I hate him now for some reason. Does he like boys…
On the other side, Yun Chuchu stood alone, watching Lu Jin Juejue’s back gradually disappear into the night, with tears falling down like broken beads.
She covered her mouth, and her suppressed cries sounded on the quiet path, full of grievance and unwillingness.
The withered yellow leaves were blown by the wind and fell on her shoulders, as if silently comforting the frustrated girl.
But no amount of comfort could heal her pain and embarrassment at the moment.