Chapter 2030: Breakup (1)

What I saw was the intimacy between the two.

Ruan Jiaojiao was upset!

She glared at Ruan Lei, who looked puzzled, and quickly followed Yang Tiao out.

She stood in the corridor and took a look, and saw Yang Tiao's figure entering the bathroom, and followed her.

"Xiao Tiao?" She shouted outside a row of bathrooms.

Yang Tiao didn't respond at first, until Ruan Jiaojiao called several times, she responded in a low voice: "Jiaojiao, I want to be quiet for a while, can you go out first?"

Yang Tiao's voice was a little wrong.

Ruan Jiaojiao was a little worried, and she said yes, but she stood outside and didn't move.

Yang Tiao in the bathroom might have thought that Ruan Jiaojiao had left, and after a burst of rustling sounds, it was the sound of a lighter being lit.

Ruan Jiaojiao looked at the white smoke coming out from above her bathroom with some surprise.

"Xiao Tiao, when did you learn to smoke?"

Among the boys in their group, Lu Zishu, who loves to play, doesn't smoke, but only drinks a little. Duan Xu and Ruan Lei are even more so.

Yang Tiao in the bathroom didn't expect Ruan Jiaojiao to stay. She sighed helplessly and pushed open the bathroom door.

Ruan Jiaojiao came over and looked at her squatting on the stairs, holding a cigarette in one hand, blowing smoke rings from her mouth, her eyelids slightly raised, and half-squinting her eyes. She actually felt a little strange.

Yang Tiao and Ruan Lei were in the same school. As long as she could see Ruan Lei, she could basically see Yang Tiao, so the two of them didn't become strangers in the two years of college.

At least she always felt that they didn't become strangers. She felt that the Yang Tiao in her eyes was still the Yang Tiao when she graduated from high school.

But now, watching Yang Tiao holding the cigarette skillfully and puffing out smoke, Ruan Jiaojiao realized that with the passage of time, the Yang Tiao in front of her was no longer the lively and energetic Yang Tiao. Ruan Jiaojiao couldn't say the specific adjective, it was just a feeling.

Ruan Jiaojiao felt a bitter pain in her heart.

He squatted down beside her and was silent for several seconds. Finally, he changed the exhortation to a question: "Xiao Tiao, how about I smoke with you."

Yang Tiao flicked the ash of the cigarette, heard the words, raised his head and looked at her, and smiled frivolously: "Let's not do it. If your brother Xu knows about it later, he will peel my skin off."

Ruan Jiaojiao was really uncomfortable watching her smile like this, and she pursed her lips tightly and didn't say anything.

"It's okay, I'm just smoking a cigarette, and I'll go out after I get some fresh air. You should go out too, it smells so bad in here, and you'll be smelling so bad later." Yang Tiao still looked indifferent, and pinched her cheek with her other hand.

Ruan Jiaojiao slapped her hand away, but she couldn't smile at all.

"Xiao Tiao, if you feel uncomfortable, just tell me, okay?" she said.

Yang Tiao had smoked half of a cigarette. She looked at the cigarette that was burning quietly even when she was not inhaling it. Her eyes were dull for a few seconds, then she raised her head and said to Ruan Jiaojiao: "Jiaojiao, I guess Ruan Lei and I won't be able to get over it this time."

"Why?" Ruan Jiaojiao was anxious: "Didn't you break up often before? But you got over it quickly, didn't you just..."

"No." Looking at the excited Ruan Jiaojiao, Yang Tiao seemed much calmer, as if she had made up her mind early on and would not waver now: "I can't get over the hurdle in my heart."

In Ruan Lei's eyes, drama is drama, regardless of emotional drama or other drama.