Qi Jing returned to the country very frequently.

The place where he studied required a flight of more than ten hours.

But he still maintained the frequency of coming back once every half month.

I am very certain that he came back for me.

On weekends, I could always see his figure at school.

It's very annoying.

Fortunately, most of the time he just posted on his Moments without telling me.

I chose to turn a blind eye and avoid him.

In my sophomore year, I participated in volunteer activities and got a boyfriend.

It took less than half a month from getting to know each other to dating.

He was a well-known jerk from the neighboring math department, changing girlfriends faster than changing clothes.

Our first date happened to coincide with the first snowfall.

The snow fell gently.

He held my hand as we strolled on the path known as the lover's sanctuary.

The snow covered our hair.

I shook my head, shaking off the snow on the ground.

A cold gaze came straight ahead.

Qi Jing stood at the end of the path, staring at me intently.

He walked towards us, his gaze sliding from my face to the hands my boyfriend and I were holding.

"Who is he?" Qi Jing questioned me.

"My boyfriend, I didn't introduce you to him when you were abroad."

I introduced Qi Jing to my boyfriend again, "He is my classmate and also the son of my employer."

Qi Jing repeated, "Employer's son?"

His voice trembled slightly, his eyes a bit red.

I pondered, it shouldn't be conjunctivitis.

Conjunctivitis causes dry eyes and is contagious.

"Otherwise?"

Qi Jing forcefully grabbed my wrist.

"The employer's son who shared a bed with you?"

"I was drunk at that time, I didn't let you take me away. Besides, you don't need to be so ambiguous, nothing happened between us."

Any man can't stand being cuckolded on the spot, he pushed Qi Jing away, "Fanfan is my girlfriend, show some respect."

Qi Jing became even more agitated.

He punched my boyfriend in the face.

They instantly started fighting each other.

I took out my phone, dialed 110, and stood there watching them fight.

Fight, keep fighting slowly.

After all, no one will die from a fight.

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