Chapter 437 The seat is empty
Jiang Xinxue covered her lips and chuckled, "I didn't expect you guys to reveal such an important matter so easily. No wonder they reconciled."
Yan Se watched Bai Ye take the second head on the broadcast screen and ignored her.
That letter is like a needle that has been buried deep in my heart. If no one touches it, it won't hurt. But if someone touches it, it will hurt deeply.
For someone like Jiang Xinxue who desperately wanted to pull out the thorn, Yan Se was unwilling to show his emotions in front of her even if he endured the pain until death.
Seeing that the other party had no intention of continuing the conversation, Jiang Xinxue leaned elegantly on the back of the chair, crossed her legs, tapped her fingertips twice on her snow-white thighs, and changed the topic intentionally or unintentionally.
"I met Bai Ye after I returned to Yucheng. His WeChat name is Death, right?"
By implication, she added his WeChat account.
HS's strength was not very good, and it was a bit weak against MMT. Coupled with the suppression of the lineup in the first game, it only took more than ten minutes for the game to end.
There were cheers and boos in the audience.
It was a time when she should be happy, but she was not in the mood to pay attention to the game.
Yan Se tightened her grip on the bag with her fingertips. The dim yellow light reflected on her face, followed the brim of her hat, and cast a shadow under her eyes.
Jiang Xinxue looked at the replay of the game on the broadcast screen and clapped her hands excitedly.
"He is really good at playing games. I can often see him on the news when he is abroad. Since he joined MMT, the team has been given a new lease of life, overcoming obstacles along the way."
"When I was in high school, he was the person I admired most. I didn't see him paying attention to class, but when I asked him a question after class, he understood everything."
"Actually, the first person I saw after returning to Yucheng this time was not you." "Speaking of which, it's hard to find the location of their club. Bai Ye seemed to be very busy and only met me downstairs. ”
The implication is that I not only added WeChat but also met in person.
How could Yan Se not understand such a meaningful paragraph? She closed her eyes tiredly, restrained her emotions, and said "oh" pretending not to care.
Despite this, Jiang Xinxue still had no intention of stopping the topic. She took out her mobile phone from her bag, slid her fingertips on the screen a few times, and then handed the phone to Yan Se in a leisurely manner.
This picture is too familiar. The person in the photo is Bai Ye, and the background behind him is indeed the downstairs of MMT.
A cold feeling poured directly into Yan Se's blood, making her whole body shiver. Her eyes fell on the screen for several seconds before looking away.
Her eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and she felt a little depressed. It was like two villains were arguing with each other in her mind. One person told her not to believe it, and the other person told her that the photo was evidence.
Finally, she didn't want to hear it anymore, she was tired!
"I haven't contacted him in so many years. I didn't expect that he would come out as soon as I asked him out."
Without any warning, the moment Jiang Xinxue's words fell, Yan Se took her phone and slammed it against the wall of the corridor. There was a "pop-" sound, even in the noisy gymnasium. There was no splash, but everyone around was frightened into silence.
"If you came to the game today to talk nonsense to me, then I'm sorry, I'm not interested in listening. Since you bought the ticket, just sit here and watch the game, but I won't accompany you because I have I am qualified to sit in the guest seats or on the stage, but I am not sitting in the audience like you!”
(End of chapter)