MTL - The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me-Chapter 826 Sports students vs dance students 58

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   Chapter 826 Sports Students vs Dance Students 58

  In order to get Qi An out of the singles, a group of girls studied a boy's chat records in the middle of the night.

  #The person I'm talking to you may not be your partner, maybe the whole dormitory.

   One minute, five minutes, half an hour passed.

   An hour passed.

  Two hours passed.

  He didn't reply.

   "Why didn't you reply." The roommate looked at it every five minutes, with a big head, "He won't be catching you."

   "It may be something."

   "What can happen in this era where mobile phones are always in hand, you can call him."

   "...Oh." Qi An didn't have much experience either, so she obediently listened to them and called them.

   At this time, it was more than eleven o'clock in the evening, and the night outside the window was thick and thick, and the blizzard overturned the campus, leaving a vast expanse of whiteness.

  The busy tone on the phone rang out one after another, and several girls gathered together, holding their breath.

  Every sound is like Qi An's heartbeat.

  After seven beeps.

  The phone was hung up.

   Called again, but got hung up again.

  Finally shut down directly.

   "..."

  After a long silence.

  The roommate said to Qi An expressionlessly.

   "This attitude, to be honest, I think he wants to get back together with his ex-girlfriend, and he wants to dump you."

   Boys' dormitory.

  401.

quiet.

   Needle drop can be heard.

  No one dared to speak. The lights in the dormitory had been turned off long ago, and the curtains were drawn tightly. The blizzard had no moon, and no light could seep through.

   Black can't see five fingers.

  Only the white light on the screen of the mobile phone turned on again and again, which was extremely dazzling, and the sharp ringtone echoed in the dormitory.

   "Yan, Brother Yan..." Tang Chenmao was frightened, and his voice softened, "You call."

   This person didn't know what was going on, but when he went home, his whole person changed.

  He was really angry.

   This kind of situation is one of the few. Once it happens, no one dares to provoke it. Among other things, I have seen Pei Xuyan get angry, and I can't control it. I'm afraid to death.

  The mobile phone was thrown to the ground by Pei Xuyan. He stretched out his hand from the bed, picked it up, connected it, held a cigarette between his long fingers, and flickered scarlet: "Is it annoying?"

   "Pei Xuyan—" Pei Huan's hoarse and angry voice came from the phone.

   No need to guess, Pei Xuyan knows what he is going to say, there is more than one, and lobbyists are invited, messy phone calls, Pei Xuyan comes and hangs up one by one, and finally gets annoyed, so he just turns off the phone and throws it away.

  The world is clean.

Tang Chenmao took a second look at the original sugar-fried chestnuts on the table, and thought to himself, it's a pity, they didn't dare to touch them, so they almost confessed, but seeing Pei Xuyan like this now, he is not in the mood to eat it, and talk about love They have to be in the back.

  Pei Xuyan slept all night, and didn't go to class the next day. A few boys crawled out of the dormitory like crazy, feeling like they had survived a catastrophe. For the first time, they felt that the sun was so beautiful and the air was so fresh the next day!

  It's good to be alive.

   "Tang Chenmao." Fang Yingying came over and asked, "Why didn't Pei Xuyan come today?"

  Usually, he would probably accompany Qi An to class.

   "Don't mention him." Tang Chenmao waved his hand, "I can come out of the dormitory alive today, and you will burn incense for me."

   Qi'an's eyelashes moved, and his eyes were black and white: "What's wrong with him?"

  Tang Chenmao thought for a while, and said kindly to Qi An, "Brother Yan went home last night, and there was something wrong with him, why don't you go and have a look at night, we dare not persuade you, you can still say a few words."

  To be honest, Tang Chenmao really wanted to assist, and it was really for Pei Xuyan's good, but who knows—it didn't work out.

  Pei Xuyan didn't go out all day.

  It wasn't until evening that I came down from the dormitory, patted the ashes from the burning embers on my body, didn't wear a coat, just put on a thin black sweater, and went downstairs.

  As soon as he left the dormitory, he bumped into Shao Tingbin.

   It is true that the weather, location, and people are not harmonious.

  It snowed all night last night, and it stopped. Looking at the snow, the sky is getting dark.

  Pei Xuyan didn't even lift his eyelids, and walked past him as if he didn't see anyone.

   "Pei Xuyan." Shao Tingbin stopped him, and passed over the phone lightly. The latest model has just been released, "Dad bought it for you, let me give it to you."

  Pei Xuyan paused.

  The two are about the same height, and they are also very imposing. It's just that Pei Xuyan has a kind of nobility in his body, which is deep in his bones, and ordinary people can't learn it.

  He looked like he had just woken up, his side face was in the cold weather, his lines were sharp and hard, he looked at Shao Tingbin, his eyes were like charity, and he said lightly: "It's so easy to say, Pei Huan is so happy."

   It seemed to be mocking but not mocking, and the listeners were angry.

  Shao Tingbin squeezed the phone a little hard, endured it, looked at Pei Xuyan, and stood opposite each other, the atmosphere was colder than this December winter.

   "Pei Xuyan, it was your dad who took the initiative to find me and let me go home. I didn't beg your dad to go home. Show me some respect."

   "After you left yesterday, Dad was admitted to the hospital at home because of high blood pressure. Did you know that?"

   "Father and son are deeply in love, good." Pei Xuyan said, "Don't be an eyesore to me, go to the hospital to accompany you, and remember to behave well."

  Shao Tingbin took a deep breath. He had no intention of tearing up his face with Pei Xuyan right now. The reason why he came to him was because Pei Huan asked him to send something to Pei Xuyan.

  Shao Tingbin couldn't refuse.

  Pei Huan wanted to ease the relationship between the two, but obviously, he made a wrong move.

  Pei Xuyan is angry, who can he listen to?

"No matter what, you accept the things, and I'll leave." Shao Tingbin held the mobile phone in one hand and handed it over, "Dad is still thinking about your birthday in the hospital, this is a gift for you in advance, and I will make it up on your birthday. Don't make him worry."

   miss him.

   Then get him a twenty-one-year-old brother.

   Enough meaning.

  The cold wind suddenly picked up, setting off dust and snow in the sky, blowing the hem of the man's clothes to bulge, and the coolness penetrated through the gaps, covering the skin, like needles, and the frozen bones were stiff, making a cracking sound when they moved.

  He didn't feel cold at all, just a thin sweater and trousers filled with wind, tall and thin bones, with one hand in his pocket, looking at the mobile phone that Shao Tingbin handed over.

  The corner of his mouth seemed to be pulled down.

Then he raised his hand and pulled the phone from Shao Tingbin's hand with two fingers. There was a scabbed bloodstain on the middle finger, which was cut by the broken red wine glass last night. sense.

  Shao Tingbin heaved a sigh of relief in his heart, only when Pei Xuyan compromised and was about to leave, he heard a "bang dang—"!

  Pei Xuyan lazily smashed the phone into the trash can next to him in front of him.

   "Tell Pei Huan that I think it's dirty."

  Shao Tingbin froze, then listened to him.

   "And you, don't please me, it's useless."

   In just two sentences, the words are full of arrogance and contempt.

  Shao Tingbin stared fixedly at the mobile phone in the trash can. The brand-new box was stained with dirty things. The expensive black mobile phone fell in the trash, and the screen gradually spread with spider web-like shards, which showed how hard the owner threw it.

  At this moment, the dark screen quietly reflected their faces in the cold night, distorting their faces into countless fragments that couldn't be pieced together.

  (end of this chapter)