Love on the Wrong Path Chapter 5

"Ding" "Ding"------

The phone rang several times.

Yuwan: [Reposted from the official account: [How to make a man fall in love with you in three days! ]]

Yuwan: [Repost from the official account: [Ten tips for chasing cool men! Must read!!!]]

......Seven or eight consecutive messages from public accounts.

Fishball: [Fly bravely, An An, Fishball will always be with you! ]

Yuwan: [An An, charge! Take down Pei Shen! ! ! ! ]

Yuwan: [After you succeed, can you help me ask Pei Shen a question? ]

Sarah's eyebrows jumped, and his fingers typed quickly------

Cannot...

Yuwan: [Ask Pei Shen how he managed to stay up late to study without getting bald or acne? ]

She pursed her lips, thinking of the man's thick and smooth black hair at the banquet, and she actually felt a little curious.

Song An: [......]

Sarah's indifference did not dampen Wendy's curiosity at all, and she sent several messages in a row.

Yuwan: [Also, how did he manage not to go to the toilet for the whole day? ]

Yuwan: [I really haven’t met him once. ]

Sarah took a deep breath and replied decisively.

Song An: [No.]

She tried to hold back, but couldn't help it and sent another message.

Song An: [Also, brother, you are in junior high school! ]

The junior high school and high school departments of Kyoto University High School are located in the southeast direction respectively and are two independent teaching buildings.

Wendy, who was sending messages continuously, paused for a few seconds.

Fishball: [Oh.]

Fishball: [[grievance.jpg]]

Sarah was completely at a loss, but fortunately there was no sound from the other end after he sent the message, leaving only an emoticon of a little boy with a pout.

She suddenly felt that she must be possessed by the devil. With just this one emoticon, the man's face began to be replayed in her mind unscrupulously.

--

Sarah slept in for a rare time, and when he woke up it was already past ten o'clock.

The sun was high in the sky outside the floor-to-ceiling window, and it looked extremely hot. Who would have thought that there would be a rainstorm in the middle of the night?

She rubbed her eyes, got out of bed barefoot to wash up, picked up her cell phone and saw dozens of messages scrolling up like a wheel.

......

The corners of her mouth twitched, and she looked up at the notes again.

Oh, it’s another big resentful person, a young master who experiences a life of poverty------Dylan.

She opened the language bar with one hand and brushed her teeth with the other.

The man uttered "Oh my God" several times in surprise.

After realizing what was happening, he gave her some advice.

She nodded as she listened, sighing a few times that the young master was still reliable, until------ "Even if I can't catch up," Dylan's annoying voice paused for a second, "At worst, I can sleep with her first. With your figure and face, which man can resist..."

Sarah nearly choked to death on a mouthful of foam. He quickly ended the voice call, but his hand slipped and clicked on the next one.

"Boss Pei has a great body, so the experience must be awesome. You won't lose out at all!"

Sarah: "......"

She spat out the foam from her mouth expressionlessly and began to reflect on herself.

Why did she pin her hopes on them? Why did she become close friends with these people?

She suddenly felt that it was God's mercy that she was still alive today despite their instigation.

She scooped up a handful of cold water and washed her face, her mind in a mess.

Dylan's words flashed through his mind again.

After pulling a face towel to wipe off the water, Sarah walked out with his mobile phone and replied to the message with one hand.

Not peace of mind: [......]

Not peace of mind: [Speaking of the truth. ]

The person on the other end must have been looking at his phone and immediately called me.

She turned on the speaker and sat cross-legged on the carpet to do her skin care.

"Just woke up?"

Sarah squeezed out a "hmm" from his nose.

Dylan had long been accustomed to her lifeless appearance after she just woke up, and he spoke to himself: "Will you come to welcome me tonight?"

"No..." The rejection in his throat was interrupted by the other party before he could finish his words.

"There's someone you want to see." A mysterious tone.

Sarah settled it down for a moment, and then avoided the threatening words - "At worst, I can just sleep with him first."

She paused, lowered her eyelashes and covered it with a black bandage.

"going or not?"

"Send me the address."

After hanging up the phone, Sarah held the phone and subconsciously opened "Parallel Planet".

That congratulations seemed a bit glaring at this moment.

This was the first time their conversation was so "lifeless".

The official polite words seemed to have drawn a whole chasm between them, and the joy of sharing with good friends disappeared.

Dylan's message popped up again, with a location and two voice messages.

She pursed her lips, sent a "good morning" to Xing Jin and left.

I clicked on the voice chat, and a distorted voice said word by word through the electric current: "Have you ever heard of love growing over time?"

"To get this kind of cool and abstinent man, you have to make him interested in you."

He put emphasis on "interested".

......

Sarah felt that all the evil thoughts in her life were reflected in this sentence.

I understood it immediately.

--

As night falls, the city center, where every inch of land is valuable, is brightly lit, like a dazzling pearl on a crown.

Sarah lowered his head, pinched his fingers unconsciously, and waited on the side of the road for the online taxi he had called.

She rejected Dylan's idea of picking her up.

The evening breeze in Beijing also brought a hint of dryness, blowing gently and lifting a corner of her dress.

Today Sarah is wearing a black suspender dress. Compared with the graceful lavender, the black one looks more s3xy. The waist-hugging design makes her waistline more obvious, and the exposed section of her calf looks whiter under the pale yellow light.

A matte black sedan with smooth lines and a sturdy body stopped in front of her.

Without even raising her eyelids, she opened the door and got into the car.

Then he clearly stated the last digit of his cell phone number.

My mind was full of confused thoughts, and I couldn't make sense of them. My temples began to ache.

She leaned against the cushion with her eyes half closed, and the scent of cedar slowly enveloped her.

Her frown relaxed unconsciously, and she suddenly wanted to ask the driver where he bought the perfume so that she could use it as a tranquilizer.

Before he could say anything, a cold voice suddenly sounded in the carriage, pleasant and familiar.

He said, "Miss Song, is that right?"

There was a hint of nonchalance in the cold voice, which stirred up a storm in Sarah's ears.

She suddenly opened her eyes and looked up to meet the deep eyes in the mirror.

It’s Peter.

Countless thoughts flashed through my mind, and I even had the urge to curse.

Dylan sent someone to pick her up, why didn't he tell her that it was Peter who came!

No, taking a step back, didn’t she reject his proposal to pick her up?

Her heart was in a state of confusion, but her expression remained unchanged. She just straightened her back silently, hummed softly, and her fingers on her legs unconsciously tugged at the edge of her skirt, trying to save her image a little.

She wanted to show off her good figure in front of him, but she never thought of it in this way.

The entire carriage was filled with a faint smell of cedar and an indescribable awkwardness.

She looked away uncomfortably, turning her head to look at the scenery whizzing past outside.

She didn't know that the gaze was always on her.