I won't chase you a second time

Chapter 12

He Mingxu never thought that in just one year, a person can change so much.

In the past, Jiang Wensong was very upright and meticulous in his work. He was usually a bit slow in responding, but although he was slow, he did things very thoughtfully. The word "ma Daha" could never be applied to him.

He Mingxu took a sip of the iced drink, calmed down, looked at Chen Taotao who was sitting on the side, chatted a few words with a smile, and then easily brought the topic back to Jiang Wensong.

But of course Chen Taotao didn't know about things that even Jiang Wensong couldn't remember clearly.

She only knew that Jiang Wensong returned to his hometown in the north because his mother died and his father squandered all his property, but after a year, he was brought back to the south by his aunt.

He Mingxu nodded, didn't ask any more questions, and lowered his head to take a sip of the cold orange juice.

After that, Lin Aiwen's meaning to He Mingxu became more and more obvious. It seemed that she joined the hip-hop club for He Mingxu, but according to Shen Xingwen, there were many girls chasing He Mingxu, including two good-looking seniors .

When Jiang Wensong heard it, he couldn't tell whether it was envy or other emotions, so he just nodded sourly.

In addition, Shen Xingwen often chatted about Ren Zixuan's gossip. Since the beginning of school, Ren Zixuan's girlfriends have changed one after another, and they often stay out at night.

When it came to not returning home at night, Shen Xingwen winked meaningfully at him.

Jiang Wensong nodded expressionlessly.

Shen Xingwen looked at his face, and patted his shoulder comfortingly, "Don't worry, you look good! I'll call you up when there's a dinner or something later, it's not a matter of minutes~"

The reason why Shen Xingwen dared to speak like a big brother caring about his juniors was because he was about to leave the singles recently.In short, in his mouth, the girl is already his girlfriend, although he has not officially confessed.

Jiang Wensong listened to his love guidance with little interest, and at the same time thought to himself, Shen Xingwen didn't know his sexual orientation at all, so his busy work was purely in vain.

A few days later, the hip-hop club notified that there would be a club performance at the end of the month, and the hip-hop club's training suddenly increased.

Wang Haohao hasn't come to the hip-hop club for training for a while. He was full of energy at the beginning, but later on he gradually became too lazy to go out. As for the busy Shen Xingwen, he had long since abandoned the hip-hop club among his many affairs, so He Mingxu Go to hip-hop club training with Jiang Wensong.

As a result, Jiang Wensong and He Mingxu met more frequently. Jiang Wensong found that He Mingxu was actually quite easy to get along with, apart from being a bit unreasonable.

Originally, I thought that such a quiet person like He Mingxu would have no friends, but unexpectedly, He Mingxu was also very popular among boys, and had a good relationship with the seniors and classmates in the hip-hop club.

The two had just finished training in the street dance club, Jiang Wensong's face was still pink, and he shook his slightly sweaty hair out of breath.

"I still have something to do, you go first." He Mingxu glanced at Jiang Wensong, turned his eyes away, pursed his lips, and took a sip of ice water.

Jiang Wensong also saw Gao Cheng who was waiting for He Mingxu not far away, nodded and waved to He Mingxu, "Let's go."

Gao Cheng watched Jiang Wensong smile and say goodbye to He Mingxu not far away, and wiped out the cigarette butt in his hand, and suddenly thought of Jiang Wensong in his freshman year of high school.

Jiang Wensong in my impression is...

Good looking, good looking, and good looking...

Gao Cheng frowned and shook his head, it seems to look better now, difficult to deal with.

When the people walked away, Gao Cheng walked slowly to He Mingxu's side, squinted his eyes and looked at Jiang Wensong's receding back, and asked, "Aren't you two embarrassed?"

"He's not embarrassed, why am I embarrassed?" He Mingxu disdainfully, and his tone is somewhat competitive, "Should I tell him that I'm sorry and we all broke up, so don't get too close?"

"That's right, he's really amazing, he just doesn't change his face." Gao Cheng nodded, he really admired Jiang Wensong, he was so cool.

After a while, Gao Cheng couldn't help but asked again, "To be honest, do you still like him?"

He Mingxu didn't answer, and there was a sudden silence between the two of them.

"No way." Gao Cheng suddenly felt that his brother's situation was not good, frowned, and changed the question, "Are you going to chase him again?"

Still silent, Gao Cheng scratched his head, simply didn't bother to ask any more, and was about to try to persuade him, when He Mingxu said, "Fart, how could I chase him a second time."

After finishing speaking, He Mingxu turned around and strode towards the cafeteria, leaving Gao Cheng to stand alone and think.

what does it mean?Do you still like it or not?

On the weekend, Jiang Wensong made an appointment with a specialist in the hospital.

Because he was an unfamiliar doctor, it took a long time. After consulting the current situation, Jiang Wensong wrote down the advice given by the doctor, and he was relieved that he had not had any major problems for the time being.

When he was in the south, my sister-in-law would regularly arrange for professional doctors to examine him, trying to keep his physical state and memory state stable. Now that he has come to a strange city to go to university, these things have to be resolved by himself.

Jiang Wensong lifted the plastic bag, looked at the medicines inside, breathed a sigh of relief as if he had accomplished a major event, and walked out of the hospital with ease.

Jiang Wensong's father is from the north and his mother is from the south. He grew up in the south.

After his mother passed away, his father took him to live for two years, but because he was addicted to gambling, he lost almost all of the family's money, and finally sold the house, so his father had to take him back to his hometown in the north and transferred to a Ordinary high school, I don't even learn dancing.

His lost memory, to be precise, is that he has forgotten most of the time he lived with his dad after his mother died.

In fact, Jiang Wensong doesn't even remember why he got into a car accident. His memory is messy, and most of the things he remembers are fragments that don't make a plot.

Forgotten things are not as easy to recall as TV dramas.

Later, after the car accident, he was taken back to school in the south by his aunt who just returned to China and learned the news, and continued to learn dance.

Although he asked his aunt about this matter, she obviously didn't want to talk about it. Even his father and aunt told him not to contact him.

But even if he wanted to contact him, he couldn't get in touch. His mobile phone was crushed in the car accident, so my aunt simply changed him to a new mobile phone with a new number.

This is actually a good thing for him.

Most of the contacts in the previous mobile phone, he doesn't remember either.

A new mobile phone, which directly cuts off the connection with the past, becomes a new beginning, and everything seems to be reset.

A few days before the special performance started, the dance club stepped up training, and Jiang Wensong learned to dance very seriously.

But hip-hop and sports dance are still very different. Jiang Wensong learned hip-hop with the basics of sports dance, and his movements and forms always have a different meaning.

On the other hand, He Mingxu's movements are neat and powerful. With that face and figure, although it's just a combination of basic dance moves, he still looks quite handsome.

Looking at He Mingxu who had just finished dancing, Jiang Wensong's eyes sparkled, and he handed over a bottle of water. "Brother Xu, drink some water."

He Mingxu shook his head coolly, walked to the side and sat down.

Jiang Wensong had no choice but to open it and take a sip, then moved closer and praised sincerely, "Brother Xu, you dance very well! You feel much better than me."

He Mingxu moved his ears when he heard Jiang Wensong's generous praise, and hummed calmly.

After the two of them practiced dancing profusely, they saw Lin Aiwen waiting at the door as soon as they walked out of the classroom.

Although Lin Aiwen also joined the street dance club for He Mingxu, but because of the jazz she chose for the dance, she didn't share a dance practice room with them.

Jiang Wensong took a sip of his drink, looked at Lin Aiwen, then at He Mingxu, his eyes flicked back and forth between the two of them.

Lin Aiwen was very handsome. After dancing, she looked at He Mingxu with a blushing face. She also looked very delicate, with long fluttering hair. No matter how you looked at it, she was at the level of a campus goddess.

"He... He Mingxu, do you want some water? The water I just bought is ice." Lin Aiwen looked at He Mingxu and handed over a bottle of ice water.

He Mingxu glanced at her, reached out to take the water bottle in Jiang Wensong's hand, twisted it away and took a sip, "There is water."

After finishing speaking, he left coolly.

"..." Jiang Wensong stood there silently.

I don't know if it's because of Lin Aiwen's embarrassment, or because He Mingxu drank the same bottle of water with him.

After being stunned for a few seconds, Jiang Wensong looked at Lin Aiwen whose face turned pale, and explained in vain, "Brother Xu is cooler, don't worry about it."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Wensong ignored her reply, nodded to her, and caught up with He Mingxu who was about to walk away.

Jiang Wensong walked side by side next to He Mingxu, glanced at the water bottle still in He Mingxu's hand, pursed his lips, how can a straight man have so much thought, drinking a bottle of water is a trivial matter for several people.

Jiang Wensong's thought wandered around in his mind for a few times, and then he bypassed it. After a while, he asked curiously: "Lin Aiwen looks pretty, Brother Xu, don't you like it?"

He Mingxu didn't answer.

Jiang Wensong glanced at her, then asked tentatively, "Do you like someone like Senior Sister?"

According to Shen Xingwen's reliable information, a senior from the guitar club is also chasing He Mingxu.

He Mingxu finally reacted when he heard the words, turned his head to look at Jiang Wensong, frowned tightly, seemed very unhappy, stared at Jiang Wensong for a few seconds, and said coldly: "It's none of your business."

Jiang Wensong paused, not understanding why He Mingxu was suddenly angry, so he closed his mouth sullenly.

It seems that what I gave to Lin Aiwen just now should be given to myself.

He Mingxu looked at Jiang Wensong's drooping long eyelashes, looked down, looked a little hurt, and his heart moved slightly, he looked away, and managed to soften his voice, "Let's go, go back to the dormitory. "

"Oh..." Jiang Wensong nodded slowly, but he still didn't understand whether He Mingxu liked Senior Sister or Lin Aiwen?