Chapter 89 Return to School * Love Must Be Respected

  Qin Qing stood up at the same time, and his eyes swept to Ouyang Mengmeng waving at him. He knew what she meant, which was to ask him to wait for her, and they would leave together.

  He was so stingy that he didn't even want to turn his head, and simply made a farewell gesture to her with a cold expression, then left in big strides.

  Ouyang Mengmeng was so angry that she almost gnashed her teeth to pieces.

  Out of the restaurant, he walked towards the small courtyard of the external training department. He stood steadily in the distance at the corner where the first class of external training was walking. There was an old soap tree there, with branches and roots intertwined, reflecting the blue sky, looking like a picturesque painting. Nearby, there was a small grove, he quite liked it here, so he walked over and stood there waiting for Sang Hong.

  Xiang Hong and Lai Li were walking and chatting, when Lai Li suddenly nudged her with his elbow. Xiang Hong's eyes sparkled as she looked at the distance, nodded slightly, and smiled slyly. She leaned in close to Lai Li's ear and whispered something.

  "This guy is chasing you pretty tightly, how far have you two progressed?"

  Xiang Hong looked puzzled, following her indication to see in the distance a familiar figure leaning against the tall soapberry tree trunk, gazing at her absent-mindedly - Qin Qing?

  Is he chasing her?

  What kind of logic is this?

  Pfft——Sang Hong covered her mouth, which was almost laughing out loud, looking at this situation, what did he plan to do? Wouldn't he be punishing her?

  Wordlessly rolling her eyes and pursing her lips in discontent:

  "Chase me? Do you have eyes or not? Which eye saw him chasing me?"

  Look at my face, standing with him, it's probably not just a simple pitiful sight, it's like an inverted version of "Beauty and the Beast", or "Black Angel and Female Satan", hmm - seems quite fitting too.

  And this guy always takes pleasure in hitting me, in his mouth, I'm not even as good as a pile of stinky dog shit. If he doesn't fight with me for a day, he gets itchy hands, if he doesn't quarrel with me, he can't live without it. I really admire you, have you ever seen anyone pursue a girl like this?

  Lai Li shook her head: "Indeed, I've never seen a boy who is so good to girls, but why doesn't he come and fight with me, or quarrel with me?"

  After she finished speaking, she also looked at Qin Qing seriously, her eyes shining brightly. She couldn't help but exclaim:

  Every time I see this guy Qin Qing, it's a visual enjoyment;

  "I just realized that not all boys are rough and boorish, with a dark red face or a loud and wild appearance. How can he be so delicate without looking feminine? And he's especially good at fighting, simply the best!"

  Xiang Hong was somewhat stunned by the remark that compared Qin Qing to a fine horse, and she couldn't help but laugh and cry at the same time.

  However, when she looked up and objectively sized up Qin Qing, all she saw was that he had fair skin, handsome features like a sculpture, a well-proportioned body, and the cold-colored sunlight casting a long, narrow shadow on his profile, with his slightly narrowed eyes seeming a bit dazed.

  Despite this, Shang Hong still saw a hint of infatuation through that gaze.

  Ah ah ah, indeed a freak! Xiang Hong shook her head and sighed.

  Lai Li followed her gaze, turned her head and glanced at Sang Hong's small face, and said with regret: "To say that your previous appearance was delicate and white, a beautiful girl; standing together with him, barely passable.

  Now your face is red and... black and blue. Black and blue? Sang Hong, how did your face become like this again?

  Old wounds haven't healed, and new ones have been added. This right side of your face looks a bit less red and whiter. I was just thinking of suggesting that when you talk to him later, stand on his left side so he can see your right face more comfortably. You've actually made this patch of skin that people can see look like this too!

  "You're actually a girl, how can you be so careless with your own face?"

  Xiang Hong rubbed her still sore cheek, it seemed that Song Shuyu was so angry he couldn't control himself, otherwise, not during training, there was no need to use such a ruthless move.

  She thought of Song Shu Yu's symmetrical face, the two black and blue marks she had pinched out on his cheeks, and realized that her behavior last night was indeed a bit excessive.

  "I cherish my face very much, but there are always some situations beyond expectation."

  Xiang Hong's face was a bit despondent, and she spread her hands in self-mockery: "Ugly is ugly, anyway this face doesn't differ from that purple color, paired with red spots, diverse colors, must be unique, come on, take a photo for me to commemorate, our current skin repair ability is too strong, who knows when we'll turn around and can't see such a shocking effect."

  Xiang Hong said and handed her mobile phone to Laili.

  Lai Li was struck by Sang Hong's careless blow, she helplessly took over the phone, and quickly snapped a close-up of Sang Hong's face from the front and both sides, then smiled and handed it to her.

  Xiang Hong took a look and was so angry that she gritted her teeth: "You dare to take such a close-up shot, I admire you, this face looks as big as a basin, damn it - you actually dared to focus the camera on these flaws, do you want to kill me?"

  She raised her hand and went to slap Lyle, but Lyle was already prepared, dodged and laughed as he escaped.

  As he passed by Qin Qing, he still smiled politely at Qin Qing and said: "Are you waiting for Sang Hong? She needs someone to take a photo with her."

  Qin Qing walked straight over, raised her hand to stop Sang Hong, and slightly raised one eyebrow to stare at her.

  Xiang Hong was stunned, and she waved her fist at Lailai who was laughing and running away.

  Qin Qing took advantage of her unpreparedness, and with a swift motion, snatched the phone from her hand, ready to open the photo album.

  Xiang Hong thought of the ugly photo and immediately raised her hand to snatch it.

  Qin Qing easily parried and the two started fighting again, with Qin Qing single-handedly dealing with her. After a couple of moves, he quickly pressed send on the photo his dad had taken of Sang Hong trying on clothes with her mom at the clothing store, typing in his own number. As soon as he heard the sound of the email being received, he furrowed his brow and handed it over to her:

  "Why are there so few photos inside?"

  "I don't like taking pictures," said Sang Hong with a straight face.

  "Hmm, understandable. Most ugly ducklings don't like taking pictures. Look at that photo, tsk tsk, you seem to be enjoying it very much, holding onto it like a treasure."

  Qin Qing's lips curled up with a hint of triumphant smile, provoking her.

  Xiang Hong gritted her teeth in anger, and this had almost become a habitual gesture whenever she spoke with Qin Qing.

  She let out a soft laugh: "Sister, I've always taken the route of being low-key and introverted. You peacocks obviously can't appreciate that."

  She said with a proud smile and nodded her chin at Qin Qing.

  Qin Qing reached out and pinched her chin, looking her up and down, his eyes fixed intently on her face: "What's going on with this face, it's turned into this appearance."

  Xiang Hong was enraged by his actions, why do men like this gesture of hooking their fingers under their chin, with a look of evil young masters teasing good girls, and immediately kicked him without mercy.

  Qin Qing hastily retreated in a somewhat disheveled manner, irritably saying: "Can't you even care about me? Why can't you distinguish between good and evil people, ask you one question and you immediately become furious and attack."

  Xiang Hong took the upper hand with one move, and immediately pressed on: "My face loves to be green or purple, what's it to you? From now on, if you dare to touch any part of my face, I'll tear you apart."

  Qin Qing didn't dare to take it lightly; this woman would definitely fight him when she got angry.

  "I carefully looked at your injuries and I couldn't help but want to kick myself to death. I know it's just my simple concern for you, was it that man with the surname Song from last night who beat your face like this?"

  Qin Qing made excuses for her recent loss of composure, and couldn't help but feel angry in her heart. Those purple bruises, how many slaps would it take to leave evidence? No wonder she went back to the dorm last night and didn't go with that person.

  Xiang Hong listened to him and became even more furious, her moves accompanied by angry shouts, forcing him into a position where he had no power to counterattack.

  Qin Qing took one look at her and knew he was right, immediately feeling both heartache and despair. He steeled himself and countered her moves with a fierce determination, turning the tables and jumping out of her attack range.

  He stretched out his hand to take out the phone, dodged his face and hit it, said a few words in a low voice and hung up.

  Xiang Hong was also tired from the fight. She glared at him, panting heavily and said: "From now on, my business has nothing to do with you. Don't look for excuses to flirt with me."

  Qin Qing laughed unapologetically, sarcastically curling his lips: "Eat your tofu, cut it out. Weren't you just taking pictures? There are many women waiting for me to eat tofu, with an attitude like yours, I don't have any appetite, a man as fierce as that."

  Xiang Hong narrowed her eyes to discern his expression, that handsome face showing a disdainful look that was written all over him, as if laughing at her for being overly sentimental. Had she really been overly sentimental? Did he not have any intentions towards her?

  It's better if he doesn't of course, after such a long time together, she has already regarded him as a buddy, and she wishes that he would treat her like a man.

  Xiang Hong faced his disdain with indifference, laughing with her mouth wide open: "Hehe, I told you so, you absolutely have a comrade-in-arms relationship with me, we are destined to be inseparable."

  Qin Qing looked at her, laughing so carelessly, and thought with some sadness that she really didn't have any romantic feelings for him. Even though he had mentally prepared himself, he was still struck by this realization.

  Qin Qing made an effort to put on a smiling face, but her eyes were cold and deep as water:

  "We are just concerned about each other as brothers, Sang Hong, your character and strength in my eyes, I don't think anyone can bully you unless you willingly let them."

  Don't compromise yourself to cater to that man, if he really liked you, could he have made your face like this?

  "If there's love between you two, I'd like to remind you that love should have some dignity, it can't be summoned and dismissed at will, or else..."

  "Alright, alright, am I not worthy? I also want some dignity, but dignity needs to be fought for by oneself. I'm working hard on it, otherwise, I would have long died and stuck to that man's side, where would I have the energy to argue with you? Let's go, I need to train now."

  Xiang Hong knew that Qin Luo Shui must have already told Qin Qing about her and Song Shu Yu's matter, and she also felt no intention of hiding or pretending to be deaf.

  But being told this by a man to her face made her feel extremely embarrassed, even if she considered him as a friend, it was like having her skin ripped off, her face burning with shame, her heart feeling sour and uncomfortable, mostly feeling ashamed.

  Qin Qing was cut off by her, and when she heard her being so self-deprecating and unrepentant, her face suddenly looked very ugly, and she closed her mouth, turned around and walked out with a huff.

  Xiang Hong didn't mind and immediately rushed to the training room.

  As expected, she would definitely be recommended by the school to participate in the special forces selection competition of the troops. Even if she was not in a good mood, this was a matter that concerned her future and fate, and she did not allow herself to slack off. Moreover, after exchanging blows with Song Shuyu and Qin Qing, she could feel where she was lacking.

  She no longer comforts herself with the idea that women are naturally weaker than men, but instead thinks about how to play to her strengths and become more powerful and resilient.

  Her regular training plan has never stopped, and she has also increased her training volume bit by bit according to Qin Qing's suggestion. Once you slack off in training, it will easily become more and more lazy.

  She had just finished a set of exercises, so tired that she only wanted to crawl on the ground and not get up. She thought so in her heart, and did so. Her extremely tired body let out an extremely comfortable sigh, take a break, it's time to rest.

  She struggled to get up, but someone came in and she narrowed her eyes against the sunlight from the doorway to see that it was a man's silhouette, very familiar. She simply didn't move, only to see that voice loudly walking over, using his foot to carelessly kick her waist.

  She sat up with a thud, rubbing the kicked part, and looked up at Qin Qing who was standing beside her with an expressionless face.

  "How did I end up here again?" Being seen in such a sorry state filled her with discomfort.

  "It's not that I'm worried about you, lazy pig." Qin Qing said as he sat down beside her, handing over the ointment in his hand, "It's very effective for external injuries."

  San Hong took it and looked at the metal pillbox with no instructions or name, puzzled: "A product with no brand, no instructions, can it still work?"

  Qin Qing looked at her with disdain: "It's precisely because it's a three-no product that it works."

  Xiang Hong threw it back at him: "After the mosquito bite on my face, I didn't dare to use medicine randomly because of the worry of leaving scars. That's why I didn't use medicine and insisted on cultivating the skin's self-healing ability. This way, it will be absorbed and disappear sooner or later. If the wrong medicine is used, this face will be ruined even more thoroughly."

  It's ugly, so be it, but what's scary is that it's become a mess of desperate attempts to cure the ugliness, and yet still can't bear to part with it.

  "This is a special medicine configured by a famous doctor to treat bruises and injuries, all of which are made from wild herbs in their natural state, it's very effective, just be careful not to touch the colored spots."

  Said and handed over again.

  Xiang Hong saw him insisting, so she raised her hand and accepted it. She appreciated his kindness, but apparently had no intention of using it.

  "You deal with your own face, you take charge of it yourself." Qin Qing apparently saw her intention and didn't say anything else.

  "Thank you." Xiang Hong smiled and thanked her.

  "You've rested for over ten minutes, get up, I'll practice with you." Qin Qing said as he patted his butt and stood up.

  Sang Hong took advantage of the opportunity to have him as a training partner and immediately got up, throwing himself into intense training.

  She transformed her anger into strength and continued to work hard, while Song Shuyu, who returned to the team, was overwhelmed by three days of official duties and countless phone calls.