Chapter 100: Fighting
Waving his hand and not mentioning Wang Jinju anymore, Luo Yang continued to talk about business.
"I asked you out today to make things clear, so that you don't think I'm Zhao Minglei's lackey or something. Haha, he's not worthy of it. Besides..." Luo Yang paused and glanced at Song Yuanchao: "I just want to thank you for not telling my sister about this that day."
"That's it?" Song Yuanchao glanced at Luo Yang and asked calmly.
"Yes! That's it!" Luo Yang nodded. "I, Luo Yang, have always been particular and never cover up anything. Right is right and wrong is wrong. I owe you a favor for this matter, so I came to you today to make things clear."
Although he was apologizing, Luo Yang did not look guilty at all, and his words revealed his inherent arrogance.
"Okay, since you said so, let's do it this way." Song Yuanchao said lightly.
"Like this? What?" Luo Yang asked with a frown.
"Didn't you explain it to me? I understand, that's enough." Song Yuanchao shrugged his shoulders, looking indifferent.
"Hey! Song Yuanchao, do you understand?" Looking at Song Yuanchao's expression, Luo Yang couldn't help but ask.
"I understand, I understand. What you said just now was very clear. My ears are not deaf and I heard it very clearly." Song Yuanchao waved his hand nonchalantly, as if what Luo Yang said just now had nothing to do with him at all.
"Song Yuanchao, you...!" Luo Yang's face turned blue and red. Song Yuanchao's attitude made him feel a little insulted. He felt that Song Yuanchao didn't take him seriously at all.
"What? Do you think my attitude is bad?" Song Yuanchao squinted at Luo Yang, with a half-smile on his face: "Is it different from what you expected? Did you originally think that I should be extremely grateful to you for saying this? Even actively extending both hands to hold your hands, shaking them up and down, left and right, and smiling and bowing saying a few times, 'It's okay, thank you for telling me this?'"
"You..." Song Yuanchao's words made Luo Yang stunned.
Throwing away the empty cigarette butt, Song Yuanchao took out a cigarette and lit it up, looking Luo Yang up and down: "What? Not convinced? The old man said that it's okay for people to make mistakes, because everyone makes mistakes, and if you correct them, you are a good comrade. But how to correct them? Attitude! Were you apologizing just now? I didn't feel that way. If you make a mistake, you must admit it, and if you are beaten, you must stand at attention! Luo Yang, how old are you this year? You can't be ignorant of this truth that even kindergarten kids understand?"
"I..." Luo Yang's face turned red. He never thought that Song Yuanchao would talk to him like this.
What Song Yuanchao said was right. Luo Yang did think so at first. He felt that as long as he talked about the matter openly, Song Yuanchao would definitely accept his apology, and then the matter would be over.
After all, Song Yuanchao is Lin Yan's boyfriend, and Lin Yan is Luo Lin's best friend. Luo Yang is fearless and even dares to talk back to his mother when he gets angry. But he treats his sister who is only half an hour older than him differently. Luo Yang and Luo Lin have had a very good relationship since childhood, and he doesn't want their relationship to be hurt because of Song Yuanchao's matter.
To be honest, Luo Yang didn't think highly of Song Yuanchao, and even felt that Lin Yan was being treated unfairly by dating Song Yuanchao. Although he also looked down on Zhao Minglei, Zhao Minglei was considered a member of their circle after all, and it was none of his business if Lin Yan rejected Zhao Minglei, but Luo Yang felt uncomfortable seeing Lin Yan and Song Yuanchao together, and he couldn't find an ordinary person, let alone a Shanghainese, as his date!
Luo Yang, who was born and raised in a compound, has a distinct character of a compound kid, that is, a superior attitude and a deep pride in ordinary people. This does not mean that Luo Yang is a bad person, it is caused by the environment, even if he was once an educated youth.
But now Song Yuanchao refused to give him face and directly tore his face off, which made Luo Yang a little angry.
"What? Are you angry?" Seeing the change in Luo Yang's expression, Song Yuanchao seemed to have guessed his thoughts: "Didn't you say that you are a person of integrity? And that you dare to take responsibility for your actions and never hide anything? Oh, you just emphasized that you are not Zhao Minglei's lackey, and he can't order you around?"
As he spoke, Song Yuanchao showed a surprised expression , tilting his head to look at Luo Yang: "But how come I didn't see it at all? Since you said so? Then why did you still let Zhao Minglei order you around? And why are you still being stubborn?"
"Luo Yang!"
Suddenly, Song Yuanchao raised his voice, and the loudness of his voice scared Luo Yang. He saw that Song Yuanchao's expression was more serious than ever, and he stared at him with sharp eyes.
For a moment, Luo Yang felt that the person standing in front of him was not a person of his age. Song Yuanchao showed a familiar feeling to him. Yes! It was like the feeling when he was facing his grandfather.
His grandfather usually smiled, as if he didn't care about anything, but once he got angry, no one in the family dared to provoke him, let alone a young person like himself. Even Luo Yang's parents could only listen to the old man's teachings respectfully.
And now Song Yuanchao actually has the same feeling as his grandfather. Although he lacks his grandfather's majesty and invisible pressure, the feeling of an elder teaching a younger generation is exactly the same.
Shaking his head, Luo Yang felt as if he was confused by Song Yuanchao's anger and had this strange illusion. But when he looked up at Song Yuanchao, especially when Song Yuanchao's lightning eyes swept towards him, Luo Yang subconsciously lowered his head to avoid him.
"A real man! A real man! Be brave and take responsibility! This is not just talk, it can only be proved by actual actions!" Song Yuanchao said word by word: "You are a college student, an adult, and an educated person. You should understand the principle of not doing to others what you do not want others to do to you. If you were in my position, and I am you now, how would you feel? Do you think this apology is sincere?"
"I..." Luo Yang was about to open his mouth to defend himself, but he didn't say anything. Song Yuanchao was right. If he were Song Yuanchao, he would never accept his attitude.
"If that's all, what I said just now is very clear. I understand your explanation, but I can tell you that I will not accept your apology because it is meaningless. Of course, this is a matter between the two of us, and you don't have to worry about Lin Yan or Luo Lin. Men's problems should be solved by men. When it comes to involving women, haha, I'm not that petty."
After saying that, Song Yuanchao looked at Luo Yang deeply, then turned and left.
Luo Yang stood there blankly, watching Song Yuanchao leave like that. The expression on his face changed a few times, and suddenly he stomped his feet, gritted his teeth and chased after him.
"Song Yuanchao!" Blocking Song Yuanchao's way, Luo Yang looked at him seriously, looking at this classmate who had surprised him several times.
"I apologize to you. I apologize to you for what I did before! Please accept my apology!"
Luo Yang spoke solemnly, and then bowed deeply to Song Yuanchao. After standing up, he continued to look at Song Yuanchao, with a hint of expectation in his firm eyes.
"I accept your apology!" Song Yuanchao suddenly smiled. His previous seriousness disappeared in an instant, replaced by a warm and sunny smile. He extended his hand to Luo Yang openly and looked into his eyes.
Luo Yang hesitated for a moment, then raised his hand and shook hands with Song Yuanchao, saying sorry. Song Yuanchao generously replied, "It's okay," and the two separated their hands.
After apologizing, Luo Yang said nothing more. He turned around and left in another direction. Song Yuanchao watched Luo Yang's departing back until his figure disappeared at the other end of the path. Then he took the book and walked along the path under his feet towards the library.
