A Bitter Crush
"Can I?" Qiao Qiao looked up, a little surprised.
"Yeah." Xu Anting saw that her eyes had lit up and laughed. His gaze fell on Liang Ziming, who was behind Qiao Qiao. "But, your friend …"
"It's okay!"
Qiao Qiao answered immediately. Then, she realized that she was being too enthusiastic and quickly lowered her head.
Liang Ziming, who was immediately betrayed, was speechless.
Xu Anting's return was like a booster, instantly suppressing all of Qiao Qiao's uneasiness.
At that moment, she seemed to have forgotten all the unhappiness from before. Her heart and eyes were only filled with this man that she had been longing for for a long time.
But soon, this joy was completely shattered.
When Qiao Qiao was still lamenting that a university professor like Xu Anting actually lived in a famous area of the rich, Xu Anting brought her to the door of his house. When he opened the door, a blonde rushed out and kissed Xu Anting passionately. This made her feel like she was possessed.
Suddenly, her vision went dark.
It was like a wake-up call. It took a while for her to come back to her senses.
"Amy, stop!" Xu Anting blushed as he tried to stop the passionate woman who was still trying to pounce on him.
He looked awkwardly at the dazed Qiao Qiao beside him and said helplessly, "If you continue like this, I'll have to take you to a hotel."
"No! Xu, you're not that kind of person! "the woman exclaimed.
She saw that Xu Anting's expression was serious and did not seem like he was joking, so she could only give up. Then, from the corner of her eyes, she saw the embarrassed Qiao Qiao. Amy exclaimed, "Oh! Xu, you brought a woman back? "
When she said that, Qiao Qiao was even more flustered. Because of what had happened a while ago, she was very sensitive to these words.
"What are you thinking about? She's my student! "Xu Anting said helplessly.
He turned to Qiao Qiao and said, "Sorry, this is my colleague from the research institute, Amy. She didn't scare you, did she?"
Qiao Qiao shook her head silently.
She just wanted to know, what was the relationship between this passionate girl and Xu Anting?
To be able to kiss so intimately, their relationship was definitely not ordinary.
Xu Anting asked Qiao Qiao to sit in the room for a while. He went to get the materials, but Qiao Qiao refused.
She didn't have the courage to step into their private world.
She was afraid that she would cry on the spot.
After taking the information, Qiao Qiao ran away, not daring to look at Xu Anting again.
Even the heavens seemed to want to go against her. A sudden clap of thunder sounded, and the heavy rain came as expected.
The summer showers were rapid and fierce. A moment ago, it was still sunny, but now it was covered with dark clouds. The heavy rain washed every corner that it could touch.
It was as if it wanted to wash everything clean. However, Qiao Qiao felt that no matter how heavy the rain was, it would not be able to wash away the filth on her body. Some things, once engraved, were difficult to erase.
She hugged the documents tightly to her chest, treating them like treasures. She hurriedly ran away. She wanted to get as far away from this place as possible.
She wanted to take a taxi, but she was annoyed to find that there were basically no taxis in this place. Moreover, with such heavy rain, she wouldn't have a chance to grab one.
The image of Xu Anting and the girl kissing passionately kept flashing in her mind. The two of them were tightly pressed together, entwined with each other.
She was disheartened. Their relationship had withered just like that before it even started.
She had already ignored the image of Xu Anting pushing the girl away. She only felt that it was just the two of them flirting.
But what about her?
She was his student.
A woman who had lost her virginity.
What could she use to compare? She didn't even have the right to compare.
If she interfered, she would be the undisputed third party.
The heavy rain fell on her body without restraint. Her face was wet, but she didn't know if it was the rain or her tears.
Her heart felt terrible, as if it was being squeezed into a ball by something, and she couldn't resist it.
Why did everything change?
Why did she have to suffer like this? What did she do wrong?
First love was often bitter, and secret love was often sad. However, Qiao Qiao's situation was the double version of first love and secret love. One could imagine how she felt.
At this moment, she only wanted to leave, leave this place as soon as possible.
Because she was too focused on thinking and running too fast, a black car came out of the corner. Qiao Qiao didn't expect it at all.
The car honked loudly.
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