Campus Vicious Female Supporter

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  Every time, Song Yan couldn't help but look down at her and wanted her to look away, she always took advantage of the situation and held the back of his neck, forcing him to lower his head and kiss his lips.

  After returning home from working at night, I helped her with tutoring on weekends...

  The more times he did it, Song Yan himself was thinking, this is really just practice, but the things about practice are rather weird.

  A kiss without emotion is not a kiss.

  Between him and Jiang Fei, she just made a request and he had to agree.

  Thinking of this, Song Yan's mood also changed from panic at first to gradually calming down later.

  During this time, the relationship between the two became increasingly strange.

  Song Yan would send Jiang Fei back to the Song family after class every day, and then go to work again.

  He would leave taxi fare every day, but Jiang Fei stayed with grandma every day until he came back.

  Sometimes Song Yan would look at Jiang Fei, who was so cute and sweet in front of his grandma, making her very happy, and would feel in a trance that there were actually three people in his family.

  But once out of grandma's sight, Song Yan would immediately return to reality.

  Jiang Fei has never been associated with being clever, she just knows how to act.

  She is still the aloof rich young lady.

  However, grandma's body has recovered very well, and her mood is even better. Even her legs are gradually getting better. Now she can walk slowly alone without any support.

  Jiang Fei’s contribution.

  On this day, it was only two days before the welcome dance.

  After class, Jiang Fei sat behind Song Yan's bicycle as usual, holding his waist casually with one hand.

  The weather today is gloomy, and the dark clouds above our heads are pressing down, making people feel anxious.

  Jiang Fei squinted her eyes and looked at the clouds in the sky. Compared with the setting sun, she still liked such rainy days, which made people feel at ease inexplicably.

  Jiang Fei looked away and glanced at the top of Song Yan's head.

  His favorability level has been rising and falling during this period, constantly fluctuating, and has stabilized at 35.

  "Are you going to work today?" Jiang Fei asked casually.

  Song Yan just looked at the road ahead calmly: "Yeah."

  "What kind of job do you have?" Today, Wednesday, was neither helping her with tutoring nor going to the restaurant to play. Every time she asked, he always remained silent.

  It's the same this time.

  He remained silent.

  Jiang Fei was not annoyed. He thought for a moment and let go of his hand around his waist.

  Song Yan frowned and felt his waist was empty. But before he could catch the discomfort in his heart, Jiang Fei suddenly stood up and leaned on his shoulder.

  "Do you really want to make enough money and clear your relationship with me as soon as possible?" The half-truth and half-false voice rang in his ears.

  Song Yan's hand holding the handlebar shook slightly, and his earlobes were burned by her breath. He ducked aside: "No one wants to be forced to submit to another person."

  Jiang Fei raised his eyebrows: "Are you aggrieved?"

  Song Yan frowned and said no more. He just stopped the car after a while and said, "We're here."

  Jiang Fei turned around and parked the bicycle downstairs of the Song family.

  She got out of the car and smiled at Song Yan.

  Song Yan pursed his lips, did not look at her, and disappeared into the gloomy sky again.

  Jiang Fei looked at his back and then looked at the sky.

  It looks like it's going to rain tonight.

  Jiang Fei's guess was indeed correct. At around nine o'clock in the evening, the rain suddenly fell. The rain was heavy and watered the city.

  "Feifei, why hasn't Xiao Yan returned yet?" The old man looked out the window worriedly from time to time, "What on earth did he do? He should have come back at this time..."

  Jiang Fei looked at the rain outside and comforted him: "Don't worry, he is such an adult, he will be fine."

  The old man still frowned, his eyes full of worry: "This child has been smarter than other children since he was a child, and he has suffered more, but he has never let anyone know how much he was hurt behind him, and he doesn't show it in front of others..."

  "It's raining so heavily, and Xiao Yan doesn't even answer the phone..."

  Jiang Fei watched the old man rubbing his knees from time to time. Perhaps it was because of the rainy weather that the old man's knees were more sore.

  She thought for a moment and said, "How about this, grandma, I'll go take a look nearby. Maybe he's coming back."

  The old man's eyes lit up, and he looked at her worriedly the next second: "It's raining outside, you're a girl, I'll go ask the neighbor's house..."

  "It's okay." Jiang Fei stopped the old man, "Grandma, I'm just looking around."

  With that said, she helped the old man to the sofa, took the umbrella and walked out.

  The rain outside became lighter. As soon as Jiang Fei came downstairs, he asked in his mind: "System, where is he?"

  [System: Wanning Street, still moving slowly. 】

  Main street?

  Jiang Fei frowned. She thought he was at the place where he was working, but she still hailed a taxi and rushed towards the destination.

  …

  Dark rainy night.

  Under the streetlight.

  The boy wearing a white shirt and black trousers quietly pushed the takeaway cart and walked along the roadside. He was already soaked to the skin. Even though he was embarrassed, his back was still straight and he was full of pride.

  Occasionally, pedestrians hurried past holding umbrellas, and they couldn't help but glance at the boy, then at the car and his somewhat limited legs and feet, shaking their heads and sighing.

  It's a pity that she looks so good...

  Song Yan always moved forward calmly.

  He had seen this kind of pitiful and regretful look a lot since he was a child, and he would encounter it almost every time he worked.

  If he really cared, he would have died of shame long ago.

  He has always known that if he wants to get the same things as others, he needs to work several times harder.

  He also learned long ago to ignore the looks of others.

  I just didn't expect it to rain too much tonight. When I was avoiding a stray cat escaping on the road, my car overturned and fell on my left leg.

  Song Yan pursed her lips and looked at the time. It was already ten o'clock.

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