Chapter 8 The Dark Cloud Behind Happiness 4
Qian Mengmeng hesitated for only a second before she immediately jumped up and chased after him. During this time, Mi Su tried to stop her, but she pushed her away.
"Pei Haochuan..." Qian Mengmeng suppressed the pain in her heart, trotted all the way to Pei Haochuan, and said hurriedly, "Listen to me, things are not what you think. I never thought of deliberately getting close to you, really, you believe me..."
Pei Haochuan's steps became bigger and bigger, and his speed became faster and faster. His tightly pursed lips revealed the anger in his heart at the moment.
"Pei Haochuan, don't walk so fast...you..."
Qian Mengmeng, in a hurry, couldn't help but step forward and grab Pei Haochuan's arm, but he shook it away with great force!
"Ah!" A piercing pain came from the knee. Qian Mengmeng was pushed heavily by Pei Haochuan onto the steps next to her. The hard stone scratched her knee. Fine beads of sweat oozed from Qian Mengmeng's forehead. Qian Mengmeng looked down and saw that her skirt was already stained with blood.
"Pei Haochuan..."
Qian Mengmeng looked up and wanted to call Pei Haochuan, but was met with his cold eyes.
She tried to stand up despite the pain, but she had no strength and could only lean on the steps. He finally stopped walking, which was a good opportunity. She wanted to explain, but she couldn't even speak because of the pain in her knee.
Pei Haochuan stood there and looked at her quietly for a while, then turned and left.
Qian Mengmeng wanted to chase him, but she couldn't stand up. Looking at his back as he left, she couldn't help but burst into tears.
"I really didn't mean it..."
The wound on her leg hurt a lot, and her heart also ached dully because of Pei Haochuan's indifference. Pei Haochuan had already walked a long way away, but Qian Mengmeng was still whispering, as if that person could hear her...
It seemed like a long time had passed, but it seemed like only a moment. Qian Mengmeng's eyes suddenly became dark. She raised her tearful face and saw Pei Haochuan, who was fuming with anger.
"Haochuan!" Qian Mengmeng burst into laughter, "You're back!"
"Humph," Pei Haochuan looked a little awkward. He bent down and snorted coldly, "I'm just afraid that you will die here. Don't think I will forgive you."
"Haochuan..." Qian Mengmeng looked at him sadly after hearing that.
Pei Haochuan pursed his lips tightly and said nothing. He picked up Qian Mengmeng and carried her horizontally. His arms were strong and steady. Qian Mengmeng was carried to the school infirmary in his arms.
"Haochuan," Qian Mengmeng, who was being treated by the doctor, hurried to explain to Pei Haochuan, "Don't listen to what Misu said. I really didn't mean to approach you. Think about it. The first time we met was in the square. We didn't know each other at that time. How could I know that the person I wanted to approach was in that square, and you just happened to faint?" Qian Mengmeng looked up at him, with a pleading light in her eyes . "I admit that I did promise the senior sister to help her find out about you, but I really met the senior sister after I signed the contract with you. At that time, she found out about my relationship with you. We are quite close, so she begged me to do her a favor. She has already agreed with the sponsors that the first issue of Narita Gossip will publish your news. If not, they will ask for compensation. I can't watch my good friend go into debt. In addition, although we are revealing gossip, we are actually talking about your hobbies and habits... None of the key issues are involved. Really, you also read the report. We didn't say anything about you." After a pause, Qian Mengmeng said, "And I don't want the 20,000 yuan either. Haochuan, I'm sorry, please don't be angry, okay?"
Looking at the two big patches on Qian Mengmeng's knees, Pei Haochuan's expression was much softer than before, but he still said nothing. After listening to Qian Mengmeng's explanation, his lips were still tightly pursed. After a long time, he sighed.
"Mengmeng, I'm sorry, I can't answer you now." He had a pair of cold eyes, but they were full of tenderness. It was Qian Mengmeng who broke this tenderness. Now Pei Haochuan seemed to have turned back into the cold him before. "You know how I feel about you, but ... you lied to me."
Pei Haochuan continued with some pain: "I know your family is short of money, but I never thought that you would do it for money..." Pei Haochuan didn't say anything else.
But Qian Mengmeng knew what he meant. He thought he was different in Qian Mengmeng's heart. A proud and cold person like him would devote all his efforts to cherishing and caring for someone once he liked her. However, he did not expect that his cherishment was completely worthless in her eyes. Money? Today she could sell his so-called privacy for 20,000 yuan, but what about tomorrow? Where was her bottom line? Could he still trust her?
"I don't know." Pei Haochuan closed his eyes, and opened them again after a while. He looked at Qian Mengmeng, "I need time to accept and digest this matter. Your injury has been treated. I'm leaving first."
"Pei Haochuan..." Qian Mengmeng wanted to hold him back. But he refused, turned his head, and said a little coldly: "I don't like others to have physical contact with me."
Having said that, he dodged away without leaving a trace.
Her hand was suspended in the air, like a lonely withered flower, and his figure finally disappeared in the sunlight. She sat on the bed in the school infirmary, facing the sunlight, tears streaming down her face.
