Chapter 71 Brother Lan, can you help me dry my hair?

Jiang Lan often felt that she owed Wen Zhiyan.

But no matter how much he doubled up on Wen Zhiyan's good intentions, the damage was real. Wen Zhiyan didn't care, he did.

Others couldn't understand the riddle between them, but when Jiang Lan said it, they felt that it was probably not a pleasant past.

So Yu Nan wisely closed his mouth and did not continue to ask any more questions.

The conversation ended here, and several people busy in the kitchen successively brought hot pot and ingredients to the table.

The atmosphere became lively again, and everyone sat together and had the first decent dinner in the past few days.

After the meal, the omegas and betas went back to their rooms to rest, while the alphas gathered in the kitchen to clean up the mess.

Jiang Lan, Wen Zhiyan, and Qiao Xin each had their own thoughts, and no one said anything.

Pei Du felt that the atmosphere was very depressing and wanted to chat with them, but he didn't know what to say. He just felt that he was isolated again.

I wanted to ask them why they isolated me, but I thought about it but didn't ask. I could only reflect on myself silently while collecting the dishes in the cupboard.

After everyone returned to their rooms, it was already getting late.

Without Omega's presence, Jiang Lan and Wen Zhiyan felt much more comfortable.

Qiao Xin was not polite to them. She took the shower first and dried her hair. She put on a facial mask and came out of the bathroom. She waved to the two of them, indicating whoever wanted to go first.

Jiang Lan glanced at Wen Zhiyan.

Wen Zhiyan glanced at Qiao Xin.

Qiao Xin was confused: "What are you looking at me doing? Are you two planning to get together?"

As we all know, most schools in the south have separate toilets and bathrooms, but many schools in the north have large public bathhouses.

Not only schools, but also bathing centers outside.

Everyone was huddled naked in a large bathroom and talking frankly to each other.

It's really not a big deal for Alpha and Alpha to take a bath together.

But despite this, it is still quite explosive for an alpha to go into the same bathroom with another alpha to take a shower at the same time under the spotlight, especially on a romance show.

So Wen Zhiyan gave up this plan and looked at Jiang Lan: "Teacher Jiang, let's go first."

Jiang Lan stood up, picked up a change of clothes and walked to the bathroom. As soon as he reached the door, Wen Zhiyan asked again without giving up. : "Teacher Jiang, do you need to rub your back?"

Jiang Lan's eyebrows skipped a beat and he gritted his teeth: "No, thank you."

Wen Zhiyuan didn't force anything, and while Jiang Lan was taking a shower, he finished today's scoring questions. An Jing leaned on the bed and looked at the bathroom door.

Under the camera, everyone behaves normally.

When Isothermal Zhiyan was the last one to take a shower, the monitoring red dot in the corner went out in time.

Wen Zhiyan changed into his pajamas, glanced at his watch on the shelf on the sink, walked out of the bathroom with wet hair and a hair dryer.

He handed the hair dryer to Jiang Lan who was lying on the bed: "Brother Lan, can you help me blow dry my hair?"

Qiao Xin sat on the bed playing mini game, and was startled when she heard this: "I returned it to Teacher Jiang just now, but now Lan Brother."

Wen Zhiyan glanced at her and said, "Don't worry."

After that, he continued to look at Jiang Lan.

Jiang Lan didn't refuse or decline. She got up from the bed happily, plugged in the hair dryer, motioned for Wen Zhiyan to sit down, and knelt behind him to help him dry his hair.

This was a responsibility that Jiang Lan had assigned to herself a long time ago.

Jiang Lan likes Wen Zhiyan's hair very much.

They are soft and thin, but there are many, and they are slightly curled. They look good whether draped over the shoulders or tied up in small knots.

When Wen Zhiyan first separated, he wanted to cut his hair short, but Jiang Lan didn't let him, and he has kept this hairstyle until now.

At that time, Wen Zhiyan said that it was too long and would be troublesome to blow.

Jiang Lan took the initiative to take over the matter and told Wen Zhiyan that he would be the one doing all the hair drying for the rest of his life.

A familiar touch passed through Jiang Lan's fingertips, and he began to feel sad again.

The wet hair became dry. Jiang Lan turned off the hair dryer, rubbed Wen Zhiyan's head and called him: "Little Sheep."

Qiao Xin was excited again and stood up from the bed:

"Would you like to have a drink? "?"

Jiang Lan nodded, got out of bed, put on Wen Zhiyan's slippers, put away the hair dryer and said, "Let's go."

Wen Zhiyan looked down at Jiang Lan's incomplete slippers and pursed his lips. Resigned to his fate, he stretched his thin white feet in.

The three of them sneaked into the living room to get wine and juice, and then sneaked up to the rooftop.

The sea breeze at night was very cool. Qiao Xin opened wine for herself and Jiang Lan and handed the juice to Wen Zhiyan.

The three of them clinked glasses and sat quietly for a while. Wen Zhiyan took the lead and said to Qiao Xin, "What are you unhappy about? Tell me and Teacher Jiang?"

Qiao Xin snorted and took a sip. liquor.

After a long while, she said: "In the first half of my life, not to mention good luck, it was smooth sailing. The only thing I couldn't get through was this bathroom. It's so damn evil."

She looked at Wen Zhiyan: "I want to say, I am the one who was bullied at school, do you believe it?"

Wen Zhiyan found it hard to believe.

Qiao Xin is tall, beautiful, cheerful, and not stupid. This kind of person is generally not the target of bullying.

Jiang Lan looked at her: "Can you tell?"

Qiao Xin nodded: "It's not a big deal in the first place. To put it bluntly, when everyone is not divided, the differences in all aspects are not obvious. It's just me."

She paused and said: "Exceptionally beautiful."

If someone said this, it would inevitably sound a little overconfident.

But when it came out of Qiao Xin's mouth, it was considered true. It was difficult for Jiang Lan to refute. He asked: "They bully you when they see you are good-looking?"

Qiao Xin thought for a while: "It's not blatant beating or scolding, it's just isolation. , spreading rumors. "

Cold violence is not the most unacceptable form of violence.

Fortunately, Qiao Xin's mentality was strong enough. After being sad for a few days, she began to become indifferent and did whatever she had to do every day, looking arrogant with her nostrils turned upward.

It was as if others were not isolating her, but she alone was isolating everyone.

This inevitably makes those who started it look stupid.

"So they found an opportunity and stole my mobile phone after school. They locked me in the bathroom all night." Qiao Xin said calmly.

Jiang Lan just wanted to say, then this is really a bit uncomfortable.

Before she spoke, Qiao Xin continued: "But who am I? This little thing is not enough to leave a psychological shadow on me."

She took another sip of wine: "I know the person who did this is After she came out the next day, I waited for her in the bathroom and beat her up hard. "

Then what?" Jiang Lan became interested.

"Then she falsely accused me of having sexually transmitted diseases and that I was a biochemical body. The way everyone looked at me at that time..." Qiao Xin looked down at her hands and chuckled: "It's okay not to mention it."

Qiao Xin It's very simple. In fact, she is just like Chen Xiaomei. What she says is less than one ten thousandth of what she encounters.

Torn textbooks, homework thrown into the trash can, ugly portraits all over the blackboard, and a bloody female omega’s tampon in the schoolbag.

It's more depressing and depressing than being beaten.

The clay figurines still have three-thirds of their blood, let alone people like Qiao Xin.

"I was young and angry at that time. I took the opportunity to throw her cell phone into the trash can and locked her in the toilet all night."

"What next?" Jiang Lan looked at Qiao Xin's side. Face.

"Then..." Qiao Xin tilted her head and looked at the coast not far away: "She died."