That dream was so real that when she thought about it, her heart tightened and the hairs on her body stood up.

Her father died tragically, Wen Xu was imprisoned, and the scene of her jumping off the building and committing suicide was vividly before her eyes.

For a moment, she really thought she was dead.

The evening sun shines in through the window. A tree of roses outside the window is in full bloom, and there is a faint floral fragrance in the air.

The chaotic memories in his mind calmed down slightly, Sang Qianqian looked around, and her rationality gradually returned.

Although it was just a dream, the problem was that she really liked Shen Hanyu and she really mustered up the courage to confess her love to Shen Hanyu.

And Shen Hanyu, indeed, rejected her confession just like in the dream.

All this happened at noon today.

She knew that Shen Hanyu played basketball and originally wanted to give him a private signed basketball from a well-known foreign star. Unexpectedly, as soon as she stepped into the class, she saw him and Xia Sitong sitting side by side and talking with their heads down.

He was giving a lecture to Xia Sitong, and his tone was patient and gentle that Sang Qianqian had never seen before.

Sang Qianqian looked at them quietly for a while, until Xia Sitong took out a box of snacks from the table and said shyly: "Here you are."

The snacks are of different sizes and uneven. She added in a low voice: "I made them myself, don't dislike them."

Shen Hanyu hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his hand to pick up the snack.

Sang Qianqian had given Shen Hanyu many expensive gifts, but he had never accepted any of them, but Xia Sitong gave him such an unworthy gift, but he accepted it.

Sang Qianqian couldn't control her temper and threw the basketball in her hand.

She didn't want to smash Xia Sitong's, she just wanted to stop Shen Hanyu from collecting the box of snacks.

But when Xia Sitong saw her coming, she stood up in panic and wanted to leave, but the basketball accidentally brushed her cheek.

She covered her face and sobbed softly.

Shen Hanyu stood up and stood in front of Xia Sitong, and said sternly with a dark face: "Sang Qianqian, are you crazy?!"

No one had ever dared to speak to Sang Qianqian like this, but Sang Qianqian didn't care about his attitude. She looked at him and tried her best to control her emotions: "Shen Hanyu, I don't like you to be so close to Xia Sitong."

"Whoever I get close to is my freedom."

Shen Hanyujun's face was filled with anger, "Sang Qianqian, have you had enough trouble in the past month or so? Can this farce end here?"

Hearing the word "farce", Sang Qianqian was stunned.

For more than a month, she had lowered her profile and tried her best to be nice to him. In his eyes, was it just a farce?

Sang Qianqian was sad and sad at the same time, her eyes were red: "Shen Hanyu, do you really not understand? I like you."

"But I don't like you."

Shen Hanyu's face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, and he said ruthlessly, "Not now, not in the future, nor in the future."

After saying that, he turned to Xia Sitong and said, "I'll take you to the infirmary."

Sang Qianqian watched them walk out of the classroom side by side, and all the classmates around them looked at her silently.

Her heart seemed to be on fire, and the blazing flames rushed straight to the top of her head.

Sang Qianqian felt that she might really be crazy, so she rushed over, grabbed Shen Hanyu, and shouted: "You are not allowed to accompany her!"

Shen Hanyu glanced at her coldly and threw her away mercilessly.

Sang Qianqian's lower back hit the desk, which made her say "ouch" in pain and her face wrinkled in pain.

Shen Hanyu's footsteps paused, her eyes fell on her face for only a second or two, but she still left mercilessly.

He really left her and left Xia Sitong.

From childhood to large, the people around him were respectful and obedient to Sang Qianlian. She never had something that could not be available. Only Shen Hanyu made her taste the taste of extreme frustration.

The silent eyes of the classmates fell on Sang Qianqian, like a sharp needle, which made her uncomfortable, and the place where the back was hit was hot and painful.

When she was angry, she called her father Sang Pengcheng, "Dad, Shen Hanyu bully me, I never want to see him again!"

After making the phone, she didn't even get in the afternoon, and went home directly. After crying in the room, she cried for a long while. Later, she fell asleep. Unexpectedly, she had such a terrible dream.

I called my father for a moment, but I didn't want to be so embarrassed in front of my classmates.

I really think about it, I have to learn a little less than Shen Hanyu.

However, with the temperament of her father, the lesson will definitely not only be a little bit.

Sang lightly got up, her eyes were slightly swollen, her eyes were slightly swollen, and tears were messy.

She hurriedly washed her face, and she was uneasy, and she was going to go to her father's company in person.

Unwilling to his father Sang Pengcheng has returned, he and Sang Qian's brother Sang Minglang talked in the living room.

Sang Pengcheng is in his fifties in his fifties, his complexion is rosy, his eyes are full of eyes and are not angry.

Sang Minglang is about twenty -six -six, the suit is tight, and a pair of silver -edged glasses are on the bridge of the nose.

Hearing the footsteps, the two of them looked up at the same time, and Sang Pengcheng smiled on his face: "Light, come over."

He patted the sofa and signaled that Sang Qianqian sat beside him.

"Dad, how can you get back so early today?" Sang Qianlian asked.

Usually they always return to the company until they are busy very late.

"Someone bullies my daughter, of course, I have to come back early."

Sang Peng Cheng watched his daughter lovingly.

Sang Qianqian blushed red, "Dad, how do you ask my private affairs!"

Sang Pengcheng laughed: "After receiving your phone, his father's heart is messy, so you can't understand it clearly. How did the kid in the Shen family bully my daughter?"

He made people understand it, and it was a bit unhappy.

Sang Qianqian's mother died early, and her daughter was Sang Pengcheng's life root. From a young age, he was spoiled by his heart. He asked the stars to not give the moon. Sometimes it was a favorite of no principles and bottom lines.

More than a month ago, Sang Qianqian abandoned studying abroad, and insisted on transferring from Mingcheng's best international school to Mingcheng High School. Although Sang Pengcheng did not agree, he agreed.

He now knew that his daughter did this for Shen Hanyu.

The rare daughter reached the age of her love sinus, and she really liked a person so sincerely. As a result, she was so merciless by the other party. How can he not feel bad for his father.

Speaking of which, the kid in the Shen family, dare to look at his daughter like this, really do not know!

Sang Peng rubbed the shallow hair of Sang, and said softly: "Some of my daughters like it, not bad for him. You can rest assured that the Shen family has dropped out of school this afternoon, and you will never see him again in the future. Already."

"Not only Shen Hanyu,"
Chapter completed!