One Thousand Two Hundred and Twenty-Eight Love or Passion? (I)

"So, we all misunderstood your uncle!" Chen Cheng said.

This sentence was so confusing that Song Zhixing was confused, "What are you talking about?"

How can everything be related to your uncle recently?

"It's about Xi Nan."

"What kind of misunderstanding?" Song Zhixing didn't understand.

"Xi Nan was not persuaded to drop out, but your uncle transferred him to another school."

"How do you know?"

"Xi Nan said it himself. I went out of the school to buy something last night and happened to meet him. By the way, this is the note he asked me to give you." Chen Cheng took out the small note from his schoolbag and handed it to Song Zhixing, laughing, and his smile was particularly ambiguous, "I showed it to you in advance. The note asked you out! Ask you to have dinner tonight."

Song Zhixing was uncomfortable with her smile. After opening the note and reading it, it was indeed correct. She knew Xi Nan's handwriting. Xi Nan taught her the questions she didn't know before, and she still remembered his handwriting.

"Your second uncle is really a jerk! Since Xi Nan was transferred to another school, why didn't he tell us earlier? You made us worry about him for nothing, and you still feel guilty for so long!" Chen Cheng complained as he took out his books.

Song Zhixing looked at the note, a little dazed.

So, for such a long time, she had misunderstood her second uncle. That man was probably not as ruthless as she imagined. However, from beginning to end, he never explained once.

Song Zhixing sighed and looked down at the note again.

Chen Cheng leaned over with his head tilted, "Xingxing, the handsome guy has a date tonight, will you go?"

Song Zhixing nodded and put the note away, "Of course. After all, he was transferred because of my prank, and I also want to see how he is now."

Chen Cheng nodded and grinned, "Then take me with you! We'll go together!"

Song Zhixing had this in mind, so she naturally agreed. She was in a low mood, and she wished that Chen Cheng would accompany her to liven up the atmosphere.

"Xingxing, are you hurt?" Chen Cheng suddenly said this.

Song Zhixing was rushing to finish her homework, and when she heard her words, she subconsciously looked sideways.

However, before she could ask what she meant, Chen Cheng's hand had already reached out and lifted her long hair.

"I'm not hurt." When Song Zhixing understood, she immediately stepped back, holding her collar tightly with both hands in embarrassment.

When Chen Cheng saw her like this, he immediately thought of a possibility, and his anger rushed out all of a sudden, "You still say you're not hurt! I saw it all!"

"You saw it wrong."

"Tsk~ Do you think I'm blind!" Chen Cheng lifted his sleeves, "Tell me, did your second uncle abuse you?!"

Domestic violence?

Song Zhixing bit her lip. He spanked her butt that day, was it considered domestic violence?

However, what was left on her body at this moment... How could it be called the word "domestic violence".

The more silent she was, the more Chen Cheng felt that it was what he thought, and his anger became stronger. No matter how she tried to hide, the man rushed over to her and pulled her hand that was holding the collar down.

"Chen Cheng, you're crushing me!" Song Zhixing screamed, and her territory was lost. Chen Cheng pulled a button off her. Chen Cheng lowered his eyes and saw the shocking and extremely ambiguous red mark on her neck. He was stunned for a long time before he stammered a few words, "This... This is not domestic violence, right?"

She swallowed her saliva and stared at them intently. Fortunately, the other students were seriously preparing for the college entrance examination. No one turned around to take a second look at the two of them, no matter how noisy they were.

"Let go! You're going to pull my buttons off!" Song Zhixing lowered her voice and scolded Chen Cheng in shame and anger. Chen Cheng realized it later, came to his senses, and quickly pulled his hand away.

Song Zhixing buttoned up awkwardly, and his face was hot under his hair.

Chen Cheng sat back in his seat and didn't say anything for a long time, but just stared at her with his eyes.

Song Zhixing's hair stood up when she stared at him. Finally, he covered his book and said, "If you want to say something, just say it quickly. You've seen through me."

"Okay, you told me to say it! I'll say it then!" Chen Cheng couldn't hold it back any longer.

"Hurry up!"

"Your..." Chen Cheng pointed at her neck with his finger in the air. He was curious and embarrassed. He looked around and lowered his voice, "Is it... a kiss mark?"

Song Zhixing knew that he couldn't hide it from Chen Cheng. Finally, he nodded: "Hmm..."

Chen Cheng stared, "You have a boyfriend?!"

"...No."

"If you don't have a boyfriend, then why are you doing... this and that with him?" Chen Cheng put his hands together.

"I'm not with him..." Song Zhixing grabbed her hand shyly, "We haven't reached that stage."

"Haven't reached that stage yet?" Chen Cheng believed her and nodded in agreement: "Yes, yes, it's correct that we haven't reached that stage yet. You just turned 18, that... it's indeed a little early. But who is it, why haven't I heard you mention it before? Hey, do I know him? What does he look like? How old is he? Where is he from? When did you two get together? Does your second uncle know?"

Song Zhixing was overwhelmed by a series of questions. When she heard Chen Cheng mention the word "second uncle", her chest still felt stuffy and painful.

She looked at Chen Cheng and wanted to say a lot of words. The self-blame, guilt, embarrassment and other emotions had been suppressed in her heart for too long, and she also needed an outlet to release them. At least, she needed someone to listen to her troubles.

"What's wrong?" Chen Cheng saw that she looked different and was a little worried.

"Chengcheng, I'm telling you the truth... But, don't look down on me..."

"How could I look down on you?" Chen Cheng thought her reaction was strange. She, Song Zhixing, was timid in front of her second uncle, but she always acted aggressively and impulsively in front of her. When had she ever been so trembling and cautious?

Song Zhixing clenched her hands, her fingertips almost pinching into her palms. She took a deep breath and said boldly: "It's me... It's my second uncle."

Chen Cheng thought he had heard it wrong, so he picked his ears and moved his ears closer, "What did you just say? I didn't hear it clearly."

Having said this, Song Zhixing also planned to hide it again. "You heard it right, these... are all left by my second uncle."

Chen Cheng gasped in shock and stared at Song Zhixing for a long time.

When she came to her senses, she picked up Song Zhixing indignantly and walked out.

"Chengcheng, what are you doing?" Song Zhixing grabbed her hand.

"What else can I do? Call the police, of course! He's committing molest!" Chen Cheng gritted his teeth, "I actually thought he was good-looking, young and promising, and I admired him! He turns out to be a beast in human form!"