Can not doing what one wants be called rebirth?

Chapter 220 218. The dark history that is hesitant to speak
"Lao Lu! You are really my lucky star!"

As soon as Lu Jincheng pushed open the dormitory door, Liu Yisheng pulled out a chair and came over, looking very excited.

He returned to the dormitory first and had been bragging to his roommates for quite a while.

"what happened?"

"If you hadn't signed up for the debate competition, Zhong Ruixi might not have come to participate. If Zhong Ruixi hadn't watched "The Debaters" every day in the dormitory, Ni Jiayun wouldn't have been interested in the competition."

Liu Yisheng straightened up and was sorting out the logic.

"Without you! How would I have had the chance? Today I finally asked her out!"

"Okay, Lao Lu's assist is good!"

Qiang Zhihao was not in the dormitory, so Zhang Gaoqiang put down the mouse in his hand, turned around and praised him.

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No, it’s none of my business.
How did playing with your girlfriend become giving you an assist?
Mr. Lu blinked, not knowing what to say for a moment.

"When you say go out, you don't mean send her back to the dormitory, right?"

He asked after two seconds of reaction.

"I didn't reply directly. I took a walk with her for a while."

"This is the first time you've been alone with her since the start of the school year, right? Just taking a walk?"

"Yeah, I want to talk to her."

Liu Yisheng crossed his hands and put them together, then added with a lingering feeling.

"She is so beautiful, and her profile is so nice."

"What about the front face?"

"I can not see."

Compared to Liu Yisheng who was overjoyed, Qiang Zhihao had a gloomy face when he pushed the door and returned to the dormitory.

He symbolically greeted several roommates, then changed his clothes, ran to the balcony, lit a cigarette and said nothing.

Zhang Gaoqiang was sitting in front of the computer typing away, while Liu Yisheng and Ni Jiayun were on a video call, having found a debate topic to practice.

Mr. Lu was lying on his upper bunk, exchanging WeChat messages with Xie Yujia. While handling his work, he also chatted with her about life plans.

The factory owner agreed to the relocation request, but this meant that Xie Yujia would frequently come to Jiangcheng on business trips, which was a foregone conclusion.

Mr. Lu was busy painting a rosy picture for her.

No one noticed Qiang Zhihao's abnormality.

【Jia Jia, I have chosen the topic for the debate. 】

[There is a dark history that your partner will never accept. If you don't tell him, he will never find out. Will you choose to hide it or confess it? ]

[You confess? Fine, fine, then I am on the opposing side, I choose to conceal it. ]

【.】

Qiang Zhihao on the balcony didn't want to listen, but Liu Yisheng's voice was clear and loud in the debate state, and he exuded a sense of sharpness.

[The other debater may say that true love will tolerate the imperfections of oneself, which means that we should tell him without reservation! Let’s not make a mistake here. The “never accept” in the title means that the other party cannot understand. There are some things that do not need to be shared. Don’t use the desire to share in the wrong place. For obvious deductions, I choose to conceal them. ]

He firmly extinguished the cigarette, rubbed his eyes and frowned.

【.We believe that the beauty of love lies in lies. There are always some dark histories that will neither be exposed nor recurred. We cannot just talk about domestic violence and gambling and drugs. If I don’t believe that I will get better, there will be no next relationship.】

Qiang Zhihao stood on tiptoe and opened the window a little, letting the cold wind blow on his face. As he listened, his eyes began to turn red.

【Not to mention the inner torment and condemnation of conscience, why should the risk of relapse be borne by the partner? If you have done something wrong before, does it mean that you are no longer worthy of love? 】

His chest kept heaving, his breathing was rapid, and his emotions kept surging like waves.

【.】

[In an intimate relationship, there is not only honesty, but also respect and tolerance. Tearing off the envelope of the dark history and letting it disappear in the wind is the best ending for the dark history. ]

Hearing this, Qiang Zhihao couldn't bear it anymore. He rushed out of the balcony in two steps and pushed Liu Yisheng hard from behind, his voice hoarse. "You are talking nonsense! Are you talking human language?"

Liu Yisheng was suddenly pushed to the ground. There was still a hint of confusion on his face, which quickly turned into anger.

However, he still had a trace of rationality left, and his last action was to close the video interface of his mobile phone.

"Fuck you, what's wrong with you?"

They were all boys around eighteen or nineteen years old. It was ok for them to chat and joke around on weekdays, but when they fought, they really broke off their relationships.

In just a few seconds, he climbed up from the ground, jumped up, grabbed Qiang Zhihao by the collar, and punched him in the middle of the nose.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't hit me, don't hit me."

"What are you doing? You guys are all in a hurry."

The two of them started fighting in a blink of an eye. Zhang Gaoqiang finally reacted, stood up from the computer, and tried to separate them.

"Are you an idiot? Are you crazy? Does the topic have anything to do with you? Are you an idiot?"

Liu Yisheng had a look of aggrieved expression on his face, gasping for breath. He was suddenly hit a few times for no apparent reason. Even though they were pulled away, he kept cursing.

"Your values ​​are fucking wrong!"

Qiang Zhihao looked even more aggrieved than him, his eyes were red and his voice had a nasal tone.

He had obviously cried.

No, it was even worse than crying. Liu Yisheng's punch hit his nose, and his snot and nose blood were mixed together, making him look extremely miserable.

"It's not Qiangzi. Regardless of whether your values ​​are correct or not, why are you crying?"

Zhang Gaoqiang took out a stack of tissues and handed them to Qiang Zhihao.

"I found Jiang Yu her."

Qiang Zhihao choked up his words and was interrupted by Liu Yisheng, who was filled with anger, halfway through his sentence.

"Is my normal training getting in your way? Your girlfriend has some dirty laundry that she hasn't told you, right? Are you anxious? You idiot!"

Liu Yisheng was still angry, but what he said casually just hit Qiang Zhihao's G-spot.

"fuck your mother!"

Qiang Zhihao jumped up suddenly while stepping on a stool. Zhang Gaoqiang reacted slowly and failed to stop him.

His eyes were red, and the two of them started fighting again.

This time, Mr. Lu also jumped off the upper bunk with a confused look on his face, and worked together with Zhang Gaoqiang to separate the two people.

"No, why?"

Seeing that Qiang Zhihao and Liu Yisheng had reached their physical limits and had no strength to continue attacking each other, their emotions gradually began to calm down, and everyone began to ask questions.

"I'm on a date with Jiang Yu tonight, and I accidentally saw her phone."

Qiang Zhihao's tone was full of dejection. He looked listless, his eyelids drooped, and a corner of his nose was bleeding from the toilet paper.

Several roommates exchanged glances, waiting for his next words.

"I found out that she has other men besides me, so what am I?"

"In her eyes, I am just a bootlicker, a goldfish in her pond."

"goldfish?"

Zhang Gaoqiang asked in confusion.

"A fish that explodes gold coins!"

"The gift I gave her was sold second-hand on a seafood website. Do you know what the label said?"

"This is a gift from a bootlicker! Hahaha, isn't it funny?"

After the business trip, I can finally organize my thoughts and update seriously.

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(End of this chapter)