"Do you know why I hate you?"

Word by word, full of hostility.

His eyes were like a knife and a thorn, full of tit-for-tat meaning, which made Si Fengmian feel cold all over.

Si Fengmian was stunned, "Sister..."

"I hate that you can do everything well. Zhang Zi's heart always tends toward you; I hate that you are always so optimistic, as if everything can be solved. If the pain is not on you, you can't empathize; I hate that you are good at speaking, everyone likes you, and tolerate you..."

Si Shang burst into tears, but his voice remained calm, saying one by one about the accusation against Si Fengmian.

"What's so great about it? I was born by Zhang Zi using tricks, so do you."

"We are both the same, we shouldn't have been born in the first place."

"Do you think that if you say a few nice words, you can pass anything? Useless! It's impossible to pass!"

...

"Sister, calm down—"

Seeing that she was on the verge of collapse, Si Fengmian felt soft and reached out to her.

"Bang."

A crisp sound of impact.

Si Shang opened his hand with the back of his hand.

She raised her head, her eyes were covered with blood, and she glared at him with red eyes, "Don't touch me!"

Si Fengmian paused and stared at her in a daze.

"Bang."

The bedroom door was thrown hard.

Si Fengmian's eyelids twitched. Looking again, the door was closed and Si Shang had already been isolated behind the door.

Si Fengmian stood quietly. After a while, he lowered his head, grabbed his hair with his hands, and then walked away slowly.

*

At 7:30 pm.

Si Shang walked downstairs.

After changing her clothes, she draped her hair down and her eyes were a little red and swollen.

"Miss, it's so late, where are you going?"

Mrs. Xiao, who had been worried, came over.

"School."

Without looking at Mrs. Xiao, Si Shang said expressionlessly.

"Then leave after dinner-"

Before Xiao Sao finished speaking, Si Shang had already walked out of the door.

With an anxious look, Xiao Sao had no other choice but to curse Si Sheng in her heart.

...

Half an hour later.

Si Shang sat in the taxi, looking out the window with a blank expression, and saw the neon lights of the long street retreating, and scenes flashed past in front of him.

Suddenly, a string of license plate numbers appeared in her field of vision, pulling her sight away.

Si Bing?

"Master, get off the bus."

Suddenly, Si Shang didn't know which string was being plucked, so he opened his mouth and stopped the taxi.

The driver parked the car to the side of the road and muttered strangely, "Aren't you going to Kyoto University?"

When Si Shang heard this, he didn't say anything, and quickly settled the account, and pushed the door and got out of the car.

She was wearing little, a long dress, and a hollow sweater on the outside. The night breeze was blowing, and the moment she got off the bus, she suddenly felt aroused and her skin was covered with goose bumps.

She took a deep breath.

The air in the city is not fresh. On such a street, it is turbid and dull. The wind blows through the ends of her hair and cheeks, but it does not make her feel refreshed and comfortable, but it is sticky.

Staying in, looking at the taxi that was leaving, she walked to the sidewalk and followed the location where she had just caught a glimpse of the vehicle.

Since Si Mingsheng's birthday party, Si Shang has never met Si Bing again.

First, the relationship between the two families is awkward, so they must try to avoid contact; second, they both have their own affairs and have no time to do anything.

The vehicle parked in a nightclub.

This kind of place is incompatible with the rigorous, restrained, gentle and humble Si Bing in her impression, so when she stood at the door of the nightclub, she was suddenly stunned.

Do you want to call and ask?

She was absent-minded when she went out. She didn't bring anything except a mobile phone, and her phone was almost out of battery right now.

As soon as she lowered her head, the screen of her phone lighted up, and she unlocked the point to enter the address book, and she hesitated a little.

Since childhood, she has been strict in tutoring. Zhang Zi has taught her since childhood and strictly prohibited her from going to bars and nightclubs. When she first came to such an occasion, she felt a little scared.

Even if Si Bing is inside, she is not willing...

Thinking of this, a figure outside the door suddenly attracted her attention.

It was a man, dressed in black, standing in a corner with a dim light, with a blurry outline visible. He smoked while making a phone call, and the smoke scattered around him and slowly spread out. The smoke between his fingers lit up a little orange flame, which was clearly extinguished.

I don’t know his age or his appearance.

But, it's just inexplicable, with a kind of eye-catching temperament.

Si Shangjing stood there, and somehow his eyes were frozen on him, his expression was dazed, his thoughts were wandering, and he was thinking nothing, just watching.

It was not until he hung up the phone, pinched the cigarette, and wanted to walk to the door that Si Shang came to his senses and quickly retracted his gaze.

But at this moment, the man seemed to notice something, suddenly turned his head and just bumped into her.

Si Shang was stunned, a little embarrassed, and hurriedly wanted to withdraw his gaze.

But the man looked at her a few times, his brows moved slightly, then he raised his steps and walked straight towards her.

Si Shang, who was standing there, suddenly felt a little cramped in her heart, but when the person got closer and closer, she couldn't help but look up at her eyes.

He has a handsome and handsome appearance, but it is not the one that is so handsome that it is as handsome as Zhou Zheng. His eyebrows are slightly long and his eyes are slightly raised, and he is contaminated with a slight evil spirit, but it is not disgusting. His temperament is cold and hard, not as light as he looks, but rather mature and steady.

"You are Si Bing's sister, right?" The man spoke with his own initiative, bent his thin lips slightly, hooked up, put his phone in his pocket, and said, "I have seen your photos and am deeply impressed."

When Si Shang heard him speak, he was stunned. Unexpectedly, he was Si Bing's friend.

"Who are you?"

Lifting his eyes cautiously, Si Shang stared at him.

The man chuckled, and the charm of his eyebrows became more serious. He said, "My name is Fan Qian, Mr. Si's friend."

Pulling his lower lip, Si Shang nodded and introduced himself softly, "I am Si Shang."

"Are you here to find him?" Fan Qian took a step sideways, "He is in the private room on the third floor, I'll take you up there."

"I don't……"

Zhang Zhangkou, Si Shang subconsciously wanted to refuse.

Fan Qian was a little confused, "Hmm?"

His thoughts were unstable, Si Shang calmed down and explained truthfully: "I passed by and saw his car, just look..."

Fan Qian understood it, "Have you contacted him yet?"

"Um."

Si Shang nodded awkwardly.

"I've come here. If there's nothing else, it's okay to go up." Fan Qian smiled suddenly, his obvious smile diluted his steadiness. He saw that she had some concerns and explained, "Don't worry, just a few friends gather."

"Don't you bother?"

Perhaps because he was poisoned by Zhang Zi too deeply, Si Shang thought of this kind of place and had a strange picture in his mind.

"It's nothing." Fan Qian said lightly, looking at her up and down, then he pressed down a little more voice, a little gentle, and his voice was slightly hoarse, "Come on?"

"Um."

Si Shang nodded slightly and breathed in his heart.

She really has no other place to go.

Whether at home or at school, she felt suffocated just when she thought about it.

But she has no other place to go.
To be continued...