Aries (Campus 1v1)

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Because he knew she hated procrastination and stalking, he couldn't even say a word to persuade her to stay.

Chen Jing tried his best to maintain calmness and composure, not wanting to appear too collapsed and make things difficult for her.

But the trembling ending betrayed him.

Eye sockets were reddened.

Chen Jing turned his face away calmly, unable to suppress the bitterness in his heart.

Ni Qingjia looked at him quietly, and rarely felt guilty after proposing to break up.

In the past, when she didn't like it, she would just leave in a cool way. Even if the other party begged hard, she would not stay for a second longer.

Ni Qingjia is cold in some respects.

But Chen Jing is so kind, he works so hard and is so serious, no matter how he treats his studies or her, Chen Jing is impeccably good in any aspect.

Even if she proposed to break up so cruelly, Chen Jing just said sadly "I know", and didn't blame her for her somewhat irresponsible behavior.

Ni Qingjia was slightly moved when he saw his injured expression.

She attributed it to the guilt in her heart, and guilt is not liking.

Ni Qingjia said: "Chen Jing, it's not your problem, it's my fault."

"As I told you, I can't like someone for a long time. Don't be sad, just treat it as the end of a game."

"We'll still be friends from now on."

Every word she said whipped Chen Jing's soul.

The night outside the window is thick, the stars are few and far between, and the moonlight is mottled.

In front of the teaching building, black tree shadows swayed in the wind.

Chen Jing pursed his lips tightly, his brows were full of gloom, and his tense back relaxed.

She is free.

Chen Jing admitted.

But what should he do.

He is hers.

Now, she doesn't want him anymore.

Chen Jing couldn't let go as openly as she did, so he could only endure it.

Seeing that his reaction was calm, Ni Qingjia said with a light smile, "Do you want to kiss me one last time?"

Chen Jing froze.

It should be rejected directly.

Otherwise how could he forget her.

A kiss is enough to make him think of her nostalgia for countless late nights in the future, her sweetness and her softness.

He will sink in and never get out.

Chen Jing stared at Ni Qingjia, his throat choked: "I want..."

What you say runs counter to what you think.

No way, he can't refuse...

Chen Jing has no dignity, even if it is a charity from Ni Qingjia, he still cherishes it very much.

Chen Jing touched Ni Qingjia's cheek very slowly, his hands trembling and his eyes trembling.

The wind made his fingertips icy cold, Ni Qingjia shrank instinctively, and Chen Jing dropped his hands sadly.

Closing his eyes, he approached her lips tremblingly in the air.

Touching the soft petals, Chen Jing covered her eyes.

In an instant, the scalding liquid slid down and dripped to their close mouths.

Ni Qingjia tasted the salty taste and wanted to open her eyes, but was covered tightly by Chen Jing's hand.

At this moment, Ni Qingjia suddenly regretted provoking Chen Jing.

She sighed low in her heart, took the initiative to hold his face, and gently wiped the wet skin with her thumb.

In the palm of his hand, his jaw was thin and hard, trembling slightly.

This kiss may not be called a kiss.

Chen Jing just pressed against her lips, he neither made the next move nor wanted to separate from her.

He suppressed the crying sound in his nasal cavity, not allowing himself to breathe.

As long as this breath lasts, he can hold it for as long as possible.

It wasn't until he was about to lack oxygen that he sucked his sour nose.

Then, the tears flowed again.

The lips were full of water, and Ni Qingjia sucked it all into her mouth, rolled her tongue, and licked off the bitter liquid.

He remained motionless and refused to make any other sound.

Kiss silently.

Weep silently.

Silently restrained, forbearing, and heartbroken.

After an unknown amount of time, Chen Jing let go of her eyes, and then slowly left her lips.

The tears have dried, but the stains on the glasses record everything that happened.

Through the blurred lenses, Chen Jing saw Ni Qingjia's face, which was as beautiful and bright as usual.

Under the incandescent lamp, there was a hazy halo, which still moved his heart.

Ni Qingjia said: "I'm leaving, so I don't need to send it off today."

After a pause, "It will be the same in the future."

Chen Jing choked up.

After walking a few steps, she suddenly turned her head, stared at Chen Jing's face, and said sincerely, "Chen Jing, you deserve someone better."

After speaking, he went straight out of the classroom.

Chen Jing looked at her disappearing back, lowered his eyes shyly, and shook his head.

Whether it's worth it or not, she doesn't care.