Xu Haiqi answered after a few seconds, "A little while..."
He buried his head and inhaled deeply, as if drowning, unable to breathe.
The amount of capacity can only wait awkwardly, and his face continues to burn red.
The century is embarrassing!
Also, why must she continue to sit on him and wait for him to recover?
"You'd better call Rong Liu and let him pick you up." Suddenly, he spoke, his voice still dumb.
"Oh..." The capacity volume responded, thinking that he finally said something.
She took out her mobile phone and sent a message to Rong Liu.
"Is it okay to type slowly?" He heard her poke the phone screen, and he suddenly said again.
The capacity can't help but stare.
Xu Haiqi suddenly let go of her.
He leaned over to the table behind, released the hands that had been holding her, and covered his face.
He took a long breath, then exhaled it heavily, repeating this, seeming to suppress the extreme pain.
But he had completely released all the shackles, indicating that she could leave.
Thinking of the capacity, it seemed as if he had been brainwashed by him.
She could only do her best to ignore his abnormality and send a message to Rong Liu.
"If you don't go, I'll..." Suddenly, he said, his voice was more dumb than before, he leaned sideways on the table behind, as if he was about to faint, "I won't let you go..."
The amount of capacity bunny jumped up.
"Sixth or Sixth Uncle said he will pick me up right away..." Once she was truly free, she felt even more uncomfortable.
She didn't dare to look at him, and ran out of the classroom in a panic.
Listening to her hurried footsteps, Xu Haiqi felt like her heart was hollowed out.
It was an extravagant hope that he knew she would stay and continue to be with him.
While he issued a warning, he hoped that she would reject his last "goodwill". If she still couldn't afford to live at that time, then he would take that as a hint, as a tacit consent, and he wouldn't care if this is a classroom, or a playground, or even other public places...
But she jumped away so quickly.
Nothing less than Yu Minghuang gave him a knife.
She is still the stranger who has no old feelings and nostalgia for him.
He put down his hand, he felt that he must be terrible now, like a hideous behemoth, trying to break free from the cage and devour everything.
Now he feels decadent and extremely empty. All these years of hard work have been in vain. He has lived for her all these years, but she can't even remember who he is...
The sound of footsteps went from far to near, and the classroom door was knocked open.
Xu Haiqi raised his head along the sound, and saw the volume running back in panic.
"Reporter..." She rushed over.
Sure enough, several reporters have already followed in, "Miss Rong..."
Xu Haiqi got up quickly and pulled the capacity over. At the same time, he took off his jacket and put it on her body.
Unexpectedly, there are still reporters standing outside.
"Miss Rong, please answer, about your roommates in the dormitory..." The reporter at the front wanted to put the recorder on the face.
Xu Haiqi took a look, and the cold and powerful coercion rushed over. The words behind the reporter were actually pressed under the tongue, unable to speak.
That is the aura that can only be extracted from countless life and death cruel battlefields, and it is a harsh and cold aura that can be felt by ordinary people.
Instead, the reporter had another question eager to ask...Who is this man from the daughter of the Rong family.