Jiang Ting couldn't help but stared at Zhou Yuwen with a pale face.

Zhou Yuwen held the goblet and took another sip of red wine, his eyes were deep, Gu Bo was not surprised.

"I seem to have said something wrong." Jiang Ting seemed to have made a mistake, and with some guilty conscience, she pulled her hair behind her ears.

Zhou Yuwen shook his head: "It's okay, it's been more than ten years, and I've long been used to it."

Zhou Yuwen told Jiang Ting that he didn't know who his father was from the time he was born.

At that time, Zhou Yuwen was really inferior. No matter what, the lack of paternal love gave Zhou Yuwen a character defect, so that until today, Zhou Yuwen has never really trusted a person.

His eyes are deep and sad.

Zhou Yuwen told Jiang Ting that she was not as good as she thought, and her family was not rich. It was not easy for her mother to raise him alone.

The rest of the future can only rely on oneself.

"You are already excellent!" Jiang Ting didn't know what to say, there was an emotional light in her eyes, she looked at Zhou Yuwen affectionately, and said seriously.

Zhou Yuwen smiled softly: "Thank you, I shouldn't have told you so much, let's eat."

During the next meal, the two didn't chat much. Jiang Ting looked at Zhou Yuwen affectionately, holding back her heart and wanting to tell Zhou Yuwen, but she didn't know what to say when she reached her throat.

In the past, Jiang Ting only thought that Zhou Yuwen was excellent. He was like the male protagonist in the novel, with a handsome face and a tall figure. At this moment, Jiang Ting suddenly realized that Zhou Yuwen’s tall figure had so many things behind it. Helpless and lonely, people can't help but feel distressed.

The love between the poor boy and the rich girl is really not impossible, and the poor boy is not nothing. They always have the vicissitudes of the rich girl obsessed with the vicissitudes of life, so that the rich girl can't help sinking, sinking into it and unable to extricate themselves.

When the meal was over, it was already nine o'clock in the evening, and Zhou Yuwen drove Jiang Ting back to the dormitory.

Arriving downstairs in the dormitory, Zhou Yuwen got off the car and said goodbye to Jiang Ting: "I really trouble you today."

"Yeah." Jiang Ting nodded.

"Go up." Zhou Yuwen said, turning around.

"Zhou Yuwen!" Jiang Ting suddenly stopped Zhou Yuwen.

Zhou Yuwen turned around, Jiang Ting said nothing, and went up to hug Zhou Yuwen.

Zhou Yuwen was at a loss, he asked: "What's the matter?"

"It's okay, I just want to tell you, if you are lonely and no one speaks, you can come to me and I am willing to be your tree hole." Jiang Ting let go of Zhou Yuwen and said to Zhou Yuwen with a smile.

Zhou Yuwen couldn't help but smile after hearing this: "Thank you."

"Well," Jiang Ting smiled, and the two stood downstairs in the girls' dormitory.

It was strange today. There were no people downstairs. A first quarter moon was hanging high in the air. In autumn, the weather was slightly cold. Jiang Ting was wearing a brown windbreaker with great temperament.

But the atmosphere was a bit awkward, and neither of them said anything.

"Then, I went up?" Jiang Ting reluctantly asked.

"Well, rest early." Zhou Yuwen replied.

Jiang Ting finally turned upstairs, and Zhou Yuwen also turned and left.

Upstairs in the dormitory, Su Qianqian closed the curtains blankly, saying nothing.

As Jiang Ting walked to her dormitory, she recalled all the things she had eaten today, the luminous glass of grape wine, the romantic candlelight dinner, and the violin movement "A Praise of Love" played by Eljia was played in the restaurant. .

Today is a perfect day. Jiang Ting is in a good mood. She feels that no one but herself understands Zhou Yuwen's heart. Maybe she is the first and only person to walk into Zhou Yuwen's heart.

Opening the door, she walked into the girls' dormitory.

Han Qingqing was chasing drama over there, Qiao Linlin stepped on a chair with a big long leg over there, sitting unsettled and playing QQ Xuanwu over there, cursing while playing.

Jiang Ting took off her trench coat, revealing the tight-fitting black knit sweater inside, highlighting her proud figure.

"Where have you been?" Su Qianqian wore a white shirt, plus a pair of cotton shorts, her legs were white and slender, and she had a ponytail. She was thin and thin, and asked Jiang Ting expressionlessly. .

Jiang Ting didn't notice that Su Qianqian's expression was a bit wrong, so she put away her windbreaker and gathered her long hair: "I'm out for dinner."

"Who is eating with?" Su Qianqian's voice was very small, her voice was originally that kind of soft and weak type.

With this sentence, everyone realized that things were a bit difficult, and Qiao Linlin and Han Qingqing looked at Jiang Ting.

The motion in Jiang Ting's hand froze, she raised her head and glanced at Su Qianqian: "Qianqian..."

"Are you going out for dinner with Zhou Yuwen again?" Su Qianqian asked quietly.

Jiang Ting has nothing to say, but she feels she has a clear conscience and nodded: "Yeah."

Su Qianqian couldn't help but sneered: "I remember someone said before that Zhou Yuwen has a girlfriend, so don't provoke him. If you provoke him, it will be no different from Xiaosan. He also said that such a person is shameless."

"I said it." Jiang Ting's expression was a bit bad. She didn't want to quarrel with Su Qianqian. She looked at Su Qianqian calmly and said seriously: "I went out for dinner with Zhou Yuwen, but our relationship Friends who just came to chat, I never thought about something happening with Zhou Yuwen, we are just pure friendship."

"Pure friendship? Ha!" Su Qianqian laughed after hearing this.

Jiang Ting nodded, and wanted to say something to praise the great friendship between herself and Zhou Yuwen.

As a result, Su Qianqian asked: "A simple friendship can be held together in an open manner? A simple friendship can be carried into Zhou Yuwen's arms?"

Jiang Ting was taken aback, unable to help being a little speechless.

"Really fake? Jiang Ting, you hugged Zhou Yuwen? Or did you take the initiative to drill into Zhou Yuwen's arms? Why am I so unbelievable?" Qiao Linlin was sitting there on a chair, with long legs and bare feet. With a look of excitement, she felt that the news was too great. Everyone knew what kind of girl Jiang Ting was.

That's Bingqingyujie's saint, how could she hug other men, self-restraint every day, and finally hugged a man with a girlfriend, thinking about Qiao Linlin, I feel excited, so exciting!

"I don't have it, it's not what you think!" Jiang Ting was a little anxious for a while, and her face was a little red. She just said that the relationship between herself and Zhou Yuwen was pure, but she didn't forget that she was hugging Zhou Yuwen, and even more. Unexpectedly, Su Qianqian saw it unexpectedly.

Su Qianqian bit her lower lip with her upper teeth and looked at Jiang Ting stubbornly, wanting to see how Jiang Ting explained.

To be honest, Su Qianqian was really angry. This woman was full of humanity and morality in front of her. She said that someone has a girlfriend. We can't do this. It's too low, isn't it to destroy the relationship between others?

In the end, she did well. Here she let herself give up, but over there she was more positive than anyone else?

The most important thing is ~www.wuxiamtl.com~Su Qianqian has put down Jiang Ting now, and really thinks Jiang Ting is a good person.

Not only Su Qianqian thought so, but Qiao Linlin and Han Qingqing felt that Jiang Ting was too good at playing at this moment.

Qiao Linlin, who is the least constrained by morals, is actually a bit gloating at this time. Jiang Ting usually looks like an ascetic goddess, but she didn't expect it to be more expensive than anyone else.

"Goddess Jiang, I have to criticize you. If you like it, I will chase it boldly. What's the matter with a girlfriend? You can get a divorce when you get married! But you are like this, eh, I want to stand on the shallow side." Qiao Linlin shook her head. Said jokingly over there.

"I didn't, it's really not what you think!" Jiang Tingqiao blushed, she tried to explain for a long time, but she didn't know how to explain.

I can't say that Zhou Yuwen's father is dead. After hearing this, I feel that Zhou Yuwen is pitiful and hug him, right?

These words.

"Then explain, why are you holding each other!" Obviously, without explaining clearly today, Su Qianqian didn't plan to let Jiang Ting go so easily.