Jiujiu sneered. "In your dreams."
He wanted her to like him after treating her like this. Did he really think that she was a masochist?
Meng Ke didn't care about Jiujiu's mockery. He touched Jiujiu's forehead gently as if she was an ignorant child. He smiled and said, "I'll go prepare breakfast."
Meng Ke went out for a while and came back with porridge and side dishes.
Considering that Jiujiu's throat was inconvenient to swallow, the side dishes were cut into smaller pieces that were easier to swallow. As for the porridge, it was cooked until it was soft and sticky, emitting a strong rice fragrance. Jiujiu, who had been hungry for a long time, couldn't help but swallow her saliva. She wanted to eat heartily to satisfy her appetite.
Jiujiu hadn't eaten anything since last night. Even if her rationality told her not to eat what Meng Ke gave her, her empty stomach couldn't help but let out a muffled sound.
Jiujiu looked at Jiujiu with a serious face as if she was facing a great enemy. Coupled with the muffled sound from her stomach, she looked exactly like a stubborn child.
Meng Ke chuckled and put the food on the bedside table. He turned around and left to make it easier for Jiujiu to eat.
Not long after Meng Ke left, he heard the sound of chopsticks touching bowls.
After Jiujiu finished eating, Meng Ke went into the room to take the bowls and chopsticks out.
After eating, Jiujiu went directly to the bathroom and saw her current appearance.
There was an obvious choking mark on her neck, and there were even dark bruises near her chin, caused by the force of the choking.
She looked like a woman who had narrowly escaped death.
In this state, she could only stay in this room, like a canary trapped in a cage.
She couldn't go out and couldn't go out.
Jiujiu sat on the balcony in a daze. She looked at the beautiful leaves outside with a hint of desolation in her eyes.
The leaves outside were just like her. She didn't know when Meng Ke's strong wind would blow them off the treetops. They would fall to the ground and be trampled into lowly mud.
Creak.
The door was pushed open from outside.
She felt a weight on her body and a soft shawl was draped over her shoulders. She heard Meng Ke's gentle voice whisper into her ear, "Why are you sitting here?"
"Where should we sit if not here?" Jiujiu turned to look at Meng Ke and asked, "Meng Ke, what do you want?"
Instead of killing her, he said that he wanted her to like him. Was he delusional?
Meng Ke walked to Jiujiu's side and gently ran his fingers through Jiujiu's hair. "If I said that the only one I want is you, would you believe me?"
Jiujiu raised her hand and slapped Meng Liang's hand away from her head. "I don't believe you," she said firmly.
Meng Ke's actions had only trampled on her self-esteem. There was nothing precious about her at all. Therefore, Meng Ke definitely did not want her as a person.
"Why not?" Meng Ke grabbed Jiujiu's chin and forced Jiujiu to look up at him. "I came here for you, stayed here for you, and even had you. Isn't my behavior obvious enough?"
Jiujiu sneered. "You don't like her."
"Then what is like?" Meng Ke's eyes flashed with a trace of confusion.
"You like her because she's good, not because you shamelessly want to possess her. In my opinion, your actions are no different from that of a bandit. Your actions are not because you like her, but because you want to possess her."
After Jiujiu finished speaking, she ignored Meng Ke.
As for Meng Ke, he fell into a long silence. But when night came, Meng Ke's attitude towards Jiujiu was much better than before.
In the next few days, Meng Ke was like a child who had just learned to respect others. He tried his best to please Jiujiu in an almost clumsy way.
Meng Ke's actions moved Jiujiu's cold heart. She began to try to accept Meng Ke's kindness to her.
At least, when Meng Ke tried to touch the top of her head, she would not reach out to hit Meng Ke's hand away.
When Meng Ke sensed that Jiujiu had begun to accept him instead of resolutely rejecting him, a genuine smile appeared on his face.
Jiujiu stayed in Meng Ke's room for two days before the end of the semester. Then, she covered the wound on her neck with a scarf and went to school again.
Jiujiu's words that day made Qian Xiaoxiao feel more threatened. This time, Qian Xiaoxiao did not dare to instigate Fang Yu to cause trouble. Instead, she was as obedient as a puppy.
Fang Yu, on the other hand, was a mad dog tamed by Qian Xiaoxiao. Since her master was obedient, she naturally would not continue to cause trouble.
Two days before the final exam, Jiujiu was studying in the self-study room when she heard a commotion outside. Jiujiu raised her head and saw people rushing out of the room like a tide. Jiujiu casually grabbed a person and asked, "What's going on?"
The boy who was grabbed by Jiujiu turned his head to the side with an unhappy expression. When he saw that the person who grabbed him was a beautiful girl like Jiujiu, the anger on his face instantly turned into gentleness. He even stopped and patiently explained to Jiujiu, "Someone is confessing outside."
In short, those people were just there to watch the show.
After the boy finished speaking, he gave Jiujiu a friendly smile and quickly walked out.
The noisy library instantly became empty because of the confession outside. Moreover, the noise outside was getting louder and louder. There was no point in continuing to stay here. Jiujiu thought for a moment, then got up and walked out. She wanted to join the crowd and watch the show.
Jiujiu was short and slender. With her pretty face, she quickly made her way to the innermost part of the crowd.
To Jiujiu's surprise, she knew both the person who confessed and the person who was confessed to.
The person who confessed was Fang Yu, and the person who was confessed to was Meng Ke.
A few days ago, it snowed, so Meng Ke took off his suit and put on a down jacket.
If an ordinary person put on a down jacket, they would definitely look a little bloated. However, Meng Ke was tall and had long legs. Even with a down jacket, he was still as tall and straight as a pine tree.
Due to Jiujiu's influence, Meng Ke especially liked to wear a gray woolen scarf that was the same color as Jiujiu's. Coupled with his handsome face and the slightly refined gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, he looked like a scholar who had walked out of a book. He was very charming.
The moment she saw Meng Ke, Fang Yu's heart pounded in her chest. She took big strides to Meng Ke and got down on one knee. She held up the ninety-nine roses in her hands and looked at Meng Ke with admiration. She put the roses in front of Meng Ke and said shyly, "Mr. Meng, I like you. Will you be my boyfriend?"
After the rape case some time ago, Fang Yu became famous in the school.
Although most people sympathized with Fang Yu's misfortune, it was inevitable that there would be some discordant comments in the school. For example, there must be something wrong with her. If there was nothing wrong with her, why didn't the people on the street rape her? Why did they have to rape her?
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