Joy and Julian(2)

7

Five minutes later, I walked out of the room with Julian, clutching a blood-stained T-shirt. Seeing that, his friends were all stunned.

But the next second, they looked at each other and smiled.

"Julian, you... come on too strong, don't you?"

"Yeah, too short to change clothes."

"Spend less time on basketball. That will wear you out...."

...

I stood there awkwardly.

"Get lost. Cut the crap." Julian hit them with the basketball.

He was so aggressive that I was too scared to make a sound.

When he was leaving, I remembered the reason why I came here.

I hurried up to him. "Julian."

The gang of people stopped. Julian did not even turn his head as he impatiently asked, "What's the matter?"

"Yesterday, I... You... It was just a misunderstanding. I'm sorry that you broke up with your girlfriend..." I recited the draft of my apology.

Before I finished reciting it, he turned his head slightly and said, "Broke up? With who?"

"I don't know. Maybe the one you met in the bar?" One o