Rescue the Paranoid Villain Boss

The sky at the beginning of October was still full of summer heat, but the autumn breeze was gradually blowing. At the end of September, another monthly test was conducted, and the overall test scores were good. The school announced the next day that it would hold a two-day sports meeting.

The last sports meeting in the three years of high school was also used to adjust the mentality of the third year. Under high-intensity pressure, it is easy to have trouble without giving a respite.

The sports meeting lasted two days in total. The next get out of class leader Song Zhiming surrounded a lot of people at the table, chattering about what project to report, Shi Qingyi put one hand on his cheek, and the other hand painted on the draft. I don’t know what I am doing.

Jiang Zhiyi was right beside her writing the questions with a serious face. Of course, Shi Qingyi wrote the workbook. She was serious, but she secretly glanced at her head from time to time, and then quickly turned back, like a timid hamster.

"It's the ninth time." The system was amazed and dutifully broadcast.

It takes only half an hour to do exercises between classes. I have already secretly watched it for the ninth time. I like it so much that I can't get bored.

Shi Qingyue's pen paused and made a long scratch on the draft.

When the class was about to start, most of the projects were confirmed. Song Zhiming, the monitor of the class, looked at the remaining projects with an eyebrow, and ordered the girls 15 and 800 to tell Rao: "Let’s see if these two work? Can’t one work? There is no one on the project."

The one who ran eight hundred meters was a warrior, and the one who ran a thousand and five were all martyrs. The group of people around him immediately dissipated, for fear of getting angry.

Dun Sisi sat close to him, glanced up and down, took a pen and nodded: "Isn't there someone who hasn't reported a project? Since she doesn't report it, we can report it to her."

After speaking, he took a pen to hook 1,500 and 800 meters behind Jiang Zhiyi's name, then looked down, and continued: "Tug of war and relay seem to be not enough people? Let's hook it together."

Two days of running 1,500 plus 800 meters and relay, Rao Song Zhiming's complexion changed, but no one in the class could report it. He thought about it, but after all, he didn't say anything.

Jiang Zhiyi didn't refuse, did he?

"Who is the other one?" Dun Sisi was planning to hook together, but when he saw Shi Qingyi's three words, he suddenly stopped, and abruptly retracted his hand.

The persimmons are all soft and squeezed, and I dare not scratch this one.

Song Zhiming shook his head recognizing his fate and walked to the back of the classroom with the registration form. Shi Qingye only turned around in his sophomore year. He was a little cold and he was not very close to everyone. He didn't dare to shout casually, so he had to shout. After a cry, classmates.

"Everyone has to participate in this sports meeting. Which one do you want to participate in? I will tick it for you?"

Shi Qingyue turned over the draft, blocking his vision, and politely reached out to pick up the registration form: "No, I'll read it myself."

The hand she stretched out was fair and delicate. When she was receiving the watch, she accidentally touched her arm. Song Zhiming suddenly felt that an extraordinarily cold gaze was falling on him. He turned his head strangely. No one was seen. Only Jiang Zhiyi was touching the pen. It seems to be thinking about questions on the lips.

Shi Qingyi took the pen cover from top to bottom, staring at a certain name, and struck out the pen upside down neatly by 1,500 and 800 meters.

Song Zhi was dumbfounded, and quickly tried to reach out to rescue him: "Schoolmate Shi, you...have made a mistake?"

Not to mention the school forms can't be messed up, it's not her name either.

-Jiang Zhiyi's.

"She has a cold. There is a problem if she doesn't participate in these two?" Shi Qingyi leaned back and successfully avoided his watch grabbing hand, and looked aside: "Do you want to participate?"

Jiang Zhiyi, who had been quietly watching the situation here, was caught on the spot, and shook his head quickly according to what she said, still a little stuttered: "No, I don't want to—"

This was the first time she refused so directly. Song Zhiming was taken aback and gave her a weird look.

Shi Qingyue continued to look back, smoothly obliterating the tug-of-war and relay, and directly made a decision for her: "She doesn't want to participate in these two either."

Song Zhiming's face turned dark and his tone was not very good: "Then she has to participate in one, right?"

I still have to participate in one. Shi Qingyue's pen wandered, thinking about between the long jump and the shot, and finally drew her a tick behind the four-kilogram shot.

"Just choose this, I can choose volleyball by myself." After that, he handed the form back, and his face was as usual. Song Zhiming's face was so dark as to say: "Thank you, squad leader."

Song Zhiming's expression was extremely bad, and he walked back to his position without saying a word. He didn't know what he thought of before he left, and suddenly looked back weird and disgusted.

It stands to reason that Jiang Zhiyi's expression of disgust and anger has long been used to it, but this time the explicit maliciousness was not only directed at her, but also directed at Shi Qingyue. She suddenly became a little anxious.

She stared at Song Zhiming's back for a long time, and when a chill gradually rose in her heart, she suddenly got knocked on her head. It didn't hurt, but she just tapped with a pen.

"Look at it? Do homework."

Jiang Zhiyi obediently retracted his gaze, rubbed his forehead, not daring to look again.

—

There was a heavy rain on Friday, and the thunder rumbling down awakened Shi Qingyue from his sleep.

The system shook her frantically: "Host host, hurry up and wake up!"

Shi Qingyue put his arm on his eyes and was so sleepy: "What's wrong?"

You can't get a good night's sleep on Friday, right? Is there any human nature forced to work overtime.

"Get up quickly, Jiang Zhiyi is now downstairs in your community!"

Shi Qingyue stunned, got up from the bed with a rub, put on two clothes and rushed out.

"Umbrella! Umbrella! Take the umbrella!" the system yelled anxiously.

Shi Qingyue madly pressed the elevator button, rubbing his aching forehead in the gap: "Why is she here?"

Shi Qingyi lives in a high-end community near the school. The guards are strict, and outsiders are generally not allowed in.

"She was working part-time outside on weekends, teaching Mathematical Olympiad to third-grade elementary school students, and she was just kicked out."

"Why were you kicked out?"

The system hesitated to say: "...Because Jun Jiang knew the family who was looking for a tutor, he just went to add fuel and jealousy and said that she was gay, and the little girl just threw up her stomach after eating a bad meal, she helped change her clothes, don't she just—"

What kind of luck is this? Jiang Zhiyi's body is not a villain but a halo of bad luck.

Shi Qingyue's eyelids twitched, and the elevator door rushed out when the elevator door opened.

"Where is she now?" The heavy rain was pouring, and the eyes were so white that they couldn't see the way forward, and the people who were hit by the summer rain hurt.

The system acts as a manual GPS location to guide the way. Finally, I found a bunch of people next to the armchair next to the artificial lake. The whole body was soaked and he was only wearing a thin white dress with shrugged shoulders. It seems to be crying.

Shi Qingyue patted her on the back. She seemed to be alarmed, thinking that the guard hurriedly raised her head: "I'll leave soon... I'm sorry... I..."

Then she saw the blond girl holding an umbrella and frowning at her, covering the pouring rain on her head.

It was just a glance of grievance that suddenly broke out without warning, tears mixed with rain and dropped drop by drop, wet long hair against the thin, distressed face, looking very pitiful.

Shi Qingyue's heart was dull and painful, and he quickly turned away from her face: "Okay, don't cry first, and talk to me upstairs."

She said that she went to find people, but Jiang Zhiyi seemed to have been squatting for a long time. He stood up and fell down as soon as his legs were soft. Shi Qingyi helped her, but she waved away his hand unexpectedly.

There were tears in Jiang Zhiyi's eyes. He covered his eyes with his arm and choked, as if he had had the courage to speak, "Student Shi, I can't stand your teasing like this. Just one time... Don't do it again and again. Three of them..."

Because I will fall into it again and again.

You give me a little gentleness and I believe it. It may be insignificant to you, but it is heavy to me. It can’t be heavy. If you give so little gentleness and push me away, I won’t be able to bear it. Kind of a gap.

She was still shaking, tears streaming down her eyes.

On the contrary, Shi Qingyue was stunned for a moment. The heavy rain fell torrentially, and there was a depressed cry in her ear. She seemed to have reached a dead end with nowhere to go. She was shrunk in the corner of the end of the heavy rain. She was the only one in the boundless world.

Later, Shi Qingyi carried her upstairs.

The rain was getting heavier, and I only brought an umbrella. I could only help her to move forward in such an awkward manner. Jiang Zhiyi’s legs were numb, but his heart was beating slowly. How many places can there be under the umbrella? Personally posted too close, her clothes were soaked again, almost buried on Shi Qingyue's shoulder.

Probably out in a hurry, Shi Qingyi was only wearing a nightdress inside and a khaki wide windbreaker outside, covering her in his arms, almost touching her skin.

Jiang Zhiyi's body was all wet, afraid that she was going to retreat when she was cold. Shi Qingyi took her arm a little irritably: "Whatever you are running, it's just an umbrella."

She then fell back again, just hitting Shi Qingyue's heart.

When he reached the door, Jiang Zhiyi hesitated again. Shi Qingyue opened the door and turned his head: "Aren't you coming in yet?"

She watched quietly like a timid cat but did not dare to approach. Shi Qingyue was not extravagant in terms of material, but she was still from a privileged family that could be seen at a glance. All the ear studs that she changed daily were very valuable. She used to I heard a classmate whisper about what brand of jewelry she often wears, with a value of at least seven digits.

Shi Qingyue directly pulled her in and kicked the door shut. She lived in a duplex apartment, and the decoration style was fresh and cold. Jiang Zhiyi looked down at her in the wet rain and felt that standing nowhere was wrong.

"Why are you stunned, go take a shower." Shi Qingyue threw down the umbrella, took the towel and threw it on her, went to the bathroom to adjust the temperature of the water, and his tone was a bit fierce, "Want to catch a cold?"

She didn't say that it was all right. When she said that Jiang Zhiyi sneezed and looked at her with wet eyes. Maybe she just cried after being caught in the rain, looking like she might cry again at any time.

"The bathroom is over there, hurry up." Shi Qingyue looked away, wondering why she was a little uncomfortable and didn't dare to look at her.

Jiang Zhiyi curled the corner of his mouth, still holding something into the bathroom, until he saw him in the mirror in the bathroom, he didn't understand why Shi Qingyue kept turning his face away.

—She only wore a thin skirt, and the skirt was tightly attached to her body under the rain, and she could even see the bra straps squeezed into her shoulders...

Her face was blushing, and she suddenly thought that fortunately, Shi Qingyi came to look for her, otherwise she would go back all the way by herself.

No, why did Shi Qingyue know that I am here? I hadn't appeared in front of her, I had always just glanced at her secretly—

Would Shi Qingyue know that he was specifically looking for a part-time job in her community? Do you think this is too much?

She became anxious for no reason, her fingers couldn't help clasping the edge of the bathtub, and only relaxed a little when the hot water was soaking her whole body. She felt the burden on her heart lightened a bit, and it could give her a chance to breathe temporarily.

The hot water quickly cooled down, and she buried her head in the water, next to the switch, she fumbled for a bit, the left is hot water and the right is cold water...

Shi Qingyue sat in a daze on the sofa outside, and suddenly heard that the bathroom door was pushed a little bit open. The girl poked her head out of the door, her cheeks were hot from the heat, and her face flushed: "I, I have no clothes..."

She clutched her chest, with only one large, uncovered bath towel on her body, revealing a thin and slender collarbone and shoulders.

That skirt must not be worn. Shi Qingyue woke up like a dream, his face flushed suddenly, and he quickly got up to look for his clothes. Bibi felt that something was wrong again.

She is almost one meter and seven meters away, and Jiang Zhiyi is just over one meter and five meters away, and her clothes are poorly modeled.

She couldn't help asking her question all the time: "Will she still grow taller?"

The system quickly checked: "She seems to be 1.6 meters tall when she grows up, but she is paralyzed and can't stand up and can't tell how high she is."

So that was the case, Shi Qingyue nodded and calmly shut down the system.

system:"???"

"What did I do wrong?!" Why are you doing this to me suddenly!

Shi Qingyue's face was calm: "I didn't do anything wrong, I'm just happy."

system:"…"

With a click, the light screen flashed, and the system shut up with tears.

Shi Qingyue finally gave Jiang Zhiyi a dress that she hadn't worn. It was a small fresh dress that her mother had packaged for her. She didn't turn herself up once because of the trouble.

Jiang Zhiyi is a little shorter, but she has a surprisingly good figure. Usually, she can't see anything in school uniform. She was pinched out by the slender waistline and contours of the skirt. She walked over in slippers and looked a little cramped. Bring me to my side.

The blond girl knelt on the sofa and took a hairdryer and started blowing her hair. Jiang Zhiyi's hair was soft and close to her scalp. The light brown color looked like a little malnourished, but she was so behaved that it made people feel distressed. Fiddle with Qing Yi.

With long soft hair passing through her fingers, and the hot wind scalp, Jiang Zhiyi obediently lowered her head to let Shi Qingyue clean her ears and nape of neck.

No one had ever blown her hair like this before. Whether it was winter or summer, she waited for it to dry naturally. She was a little drowsy and was scratching her chin abruptly, as if she was scratching a kitten.

"Why did you say that just now?" He said as if he had done something heinous, and he had been doing a good job recently.

Jiang Zhiyi's eyes trembled and he lowered his head: "Jiang Jun said that you were playing tricks on me, and you let her pass, and said me, said me..."

Said that I am homosexual and disgusting, and that I brought bad children.

"She said you believe it?" Shi Qingyue didn't let her lower her head, but he stretched out his hand to raise his head, forcing the coward to look at him.

Shi Qingyi didn't just raise her a little bit, Jiang Zhiyi could only reach her chest on the sofa. The girl looked down at her, and the bright light behind her hit her, as if she was covered with a cold shimmer all over her body.

"Who says you believe me, then why don't you believe me?" Shi Qingyue stretched out her hand and pulled her half-length hair away. Jiang Zhiyi uncomfortably wanted to avoid it, and thought that Shi Qingyue insisted on holding back.

"Then do you believe me or her?" Shi Qingyi got closer, was close at hand, and smelled each other, Jiang Zhiyi could even see the shallow mole on the end of her eye.

It was too close. For the first time, Blush crept up to her earlobe quietly. If Shi Qingyi hadn't been holding her chin, she would definitely have to run away right away.

"trust you…"

Shi Qingyue stared at her for two seconds, scratching her chin with his slender fingers, his face melted like ice, a little smile appeared, and the reward was "good."

When she is not smiling, she usually does not come close to others, but when she laughs, she is a rare and touching heart. Jiang Zhiyi only feels that her heartbeat is getting faster and faster. In an instant, she understood the impulse of Zhou You Wang Fenghuo play princes Bo Jiaren to laugh, her His heart numb for a moment, and his chin rubbed his slender fingers unconsciously.

"How to be like a cat." Shi Qingyue smiled and drew his hand to continue blowing her hair. Jiang Zhiyi was a little reluctant to get close to her. After thinking about it, he still asked in a low voice, "How do you know where I am?"

Shi Qingyue blows away her long brown hair, and babbles casually: "I just went down to buy snacks and just saw it."

After talking about it, she was taken aback. Anyone who went out to buy snacks could go to the artificial lake. There was only a bunch of greenery there. She was a little annoyed to push the obedient head in front of her into a mess, with a nasty voice: "This is a secret."

Jiang Zhiyi allowed her to be trampled by her, and only dared to make a small oh, but his fingertips curled up and clasped his palms unconsciously, a little uneasy and a little over-guessing.

When Qingyue drew her hair dry, she realized that she had fallen asleep leaning on her. There was a dark blue, as if she was very tired, and her breathing was shallow. It sprayed on the side of her neck and brought up a slight trace. Itchy.

She pushed Jiang Zhiyi's shoulder, but didn't push it away. Instead, people got closer to her, and a voice came from her nose: "Cold..."

The pushing hand paused and touched her bare arm. It was cold, without a trace of heat.

Shi Qingyue threw the hair dryer next to him, and wanted to go back to the room to get her a blanket. Just about to stand up, he found that someone was secretly holding the corner of her nightdress, holding it tightly.

She didn't know how to think of a saying that people who dared not let go of sleep usually have no sense of security.

She was not afraid of catching a cold when she slept here. She thought about it and pulled her phone over, and raised the temperature of the air conditioner a bit, but didn't pull her arm back.

Jiang Zhiyi didn't sleep for long. He started to have nightmares after sleeping for more than an hour. He held it beside the person's arm and began to struggle uneasy. His forehead was covered with cold sweat, as if trapped in some terrible nightmare.

Shi Qingyue threw the phone and patted her on the shoulder: "Wake up?"

People didn't wake up, but because she seemed to be alarmed by this shot, she struggled more and more, her teeth tightened, she unconsciously began to bite the flesh inside her mouth, and her cheek was sunken.

If you can't wake up like this, you have to bite it through. Shi Qingyue stretched out her hand and just broke her teeth to prevent her from biting herself.

Suddenly drowning as if suffocating, the person in the nightmare finally opened his eyes laboriously, their eyes opened suddenly, their eyes were extremely heavy, like a deep abyss, and there was no sense of popularity.

"What did you dream of?" One hand took a wet towel and wiped her cold sweat on her forehead.

Jiang Zhiyi hurriedly moved closer to her in attachment, and when he could not stabilize, Shi Qingyi pulled his arm away.

Jiang Zhiyi: "..."

Wronged.

Shi Qingyue rubbed her sore elbow and was afraid of her: "Don't lean over, my arm will play volleyball for Ban next week."

Didn’t that also make her lean on for so long? Jiang Zhiyi couldn't hold anyone, so he hugged the pillow next to her and looked at her hand: "Did I just bite you?"

Shi Qingyue shook his head. He could bite and hurt like a kitten’s strength. He went to the refrigerator and took two bottles of yogurt torn open and handed a bottle to her. He came back with a bottle of yogurt in his mouth and picked up the phone.

"What to eat?"

Jiang Zhiyi took the yogurt flattered, and didn't react a little bit, staring at her blankly.

Her eyes are clear, her pupils are pure black, and her eyelashes are slightly curled like crow feathers, and she looks like some kind of soft and innocent little animal that arouses pity in life. No one can think of it. This one looks gentle and soft. The murdered girl was the nightmare of countless people in their lives.

She was so cruel, leaving no room for it, but anyone who had the handle went to jail, lost freedom and never saw the sun, and those who did not have the handle lingered outside and suffered torture. Even the sister she grew up with did not escape.

Shi Qingyue lowered his eyes and squeezed the yogurt bottle. The plastic bottle quickly sank.

Jiang Zhiyi has been bullied a lot, and she is used to looking at people's faces, and she can see that she is not very happy all at once.

Did Shi Qingyue find something? She was a little nervous, her fingertips tightened unconsciously: "What's the matter?"

"It's nothing, do you want to eat at Fulongji's barbecue? Their grilled fish is excellent, but there are a lot of thorns, otherwise it is called a small hot pot? I think the delivery is a bit slow."

Jiang Zhiyi put down the yogurt and tugged at the corner of his skirt with his fingers: "Otherwise, I'll make it for you."

Originally, I was afraid that when she was hungry, Shi Qingyue leaned on the door frame to drink yogurt. Watching Chef Jiang started cooking, she was skillful in cutting the ham, although she didn't figure out how to open the fire and quickly figured it out.

Shi Qingyue took a sip of yogurt, and remembered that the system said that she would go out part-time in the third year of junior high to help serve dishes, and the money was used to pay for printing fees and counseling materials for herself, her eyes darkened.

Her kitchen is purely a decoration, and I haven't touched it with any oily fumes after buying it for such a long time.

Jiang Zhiyi was a little nervous when she saw her, his back was straight, and the butterfly bones made a nice outline: "Uncles and aunts want to come back to eat?"

Shi Qingyue's eyes were cold, and he threw the yogurt into the trash can: "They don't live with me anymore. Who knows where they are going to spend time and drink."

Oops.

Jiang Zhiyi was more sensitive, and immediately knew that he had stepped on the minefield, and immediately changed the subject: "Do you eat spicy food?"

"Eat...don't eat."

She has a few buckets of instant noodles and a few ham sausages that I don’t know when they are there. They look decent when they are served in a new white porcelain bowl. The heat is rising, so even the less popular houses are much plain. It's a bit of smoke and fire.

When serving the bowl, Shi Qingyue blocked him: "I'm here."

After Shi Qingyi left, she went to wash her hands and suddenly discovered that her hands were injured or not. Those mottled scars had just been scarred, some of them were rubbed to reveal bright red flesh and blood.

She gathered her palms, and there was a tingling pain.

No one cares about her. When she finds that her hand hurts, she will only serve the hot soup and clean up the glass slag. She leaned back and suddenly felt like a warm wind blowing in her cold heart. Come in, making her heart hot for no reason.

Shi Qingyue's messy head poked out from the door, holding a bowl of noodles: "Not coming out yet?"

The red in her bowl became a piece, and almost half a bottle of chili sauce was poured into it. She was really uncomfortable, so I asked her by herself just now why she said—

She froze for a moment, and suddenly thought that she didn't eat spicy food.

The nose is suddenly sore.

It was six o'clock in the evening after eating the noodles, and Shi Qingyi put on his clothes and started looking for umbrellas everywhere.

"I can go back by myself."

"It takes more than two hours to get back to your home by bus from here, and it's raining again. I asked the driver to come over. It's downstairs, and it's only an hour away."

She held the wall with one hand and bent down to take the shoes with the other hand. The things were so messy that they could not be stepped on everywhere. As soon as she lowered her head, she was held on her calf. Shi Qingyue was stunned and her face was a little uncomfortable. , The arch of the foot stretched into a line: "You let go, I will do it myself."

"Don't move." Jiang Zhiyi's voice was a little gentle, without asking her why she knew where her home was and the time she came back in the past.

When Shi Qingyue looked down at her, the girl's expression was serious. At that moment, she suddenly felt unreasonably soft in her heart, like the soreness of being lightly stabbed by a bee.

There is no shortage of drivers in Shi Qingyue’s family. It’s just that she loves to ride a bike and wander around. She has already added a few sports cars within two months of her adulthood. Unfortunately, there is no place to park the school. Only a few cars can be parked at the back door of the old high school. bike.

There were busy traffic outside the window, just in time for the rush hour of the evening shift, and the small town was also crowded. Shi Qingyi wore earphones and swiped his mobile phone. It seemed that he was fascinated by playing even the person next to him fell asleep secretly.

Jiang Zhiyi leaned on her shoulder and didn't dare to put any pressure on it. He just leaned back quietly and prayed for a longer time. It would be nice to walk like this for a lifetime.

It’s a pity that the day failed. The driver of Qingyue’s family drove quickly and steadily even on rainy days. He arrived at the gate of the village in the city in less than an hour. Shi Qingyi picked up the earphones and pushed her: "Get up, go back to sleep again. ."

Jiang Zhiyi waited for a while before pretending to have just woke up and rubbed his eyes, and held down the person who wanted to get the umbrella: "I'm at the door of the house. I'll just go back by myself. It's raining heavily outside, so don't get wet. "

Without waiting for her to speak, he opened the car door and went down. There was sewage in one leg, clammy and sticky.

Her eyes sank, and she was very fortunate that Shi Qingyi did not follow her down. The drainage system of the village in the city was not good. Whenever it rained, there was a vast ocean with garbage piled with waste water, and occasionally living creatures ran away in the rain.

How could a clean girl like Shi Qingyue and a spotless person with white shoes and socks stepped into this mud?

She walked forward holding an umbrella, suddenly turned around at the entrance of the alley and looked at the back of the car slowly going away, until the car completely disappeared from the end of her sight, and just about to turn around, she saw the two appearing at the entrance of the alley. Personal shadow.

The thin boy came slowly with Jiang Zhiqing on his back. It was heavy rain, Jiang Zhiqing held an umbrella around Gu Chuanjing's neck, her shoes were clean, and the boy didn't let her get any rain.

Gu Chuanjing looked at Jiang Zhiyi standing in the alley with surprise in her eyes, and then looked at her with only an umbrella in her hand, and her expression went cold again.

—Not here to pick up Zhiqing.

A touch of joy appeared on Jiang Zhiqing's white face, and he jumped down and took the umbrella: "Sister, can I borrow your umbrella and let Chuanjing go back?"

She looked at Jiang Zhiyi with a little embarrassment. She was born well and looked pitiful when she looked at people. Her eyes were so clean and pure that they had never been dusted. Anyone who looked at it would have to be soft-hearted.

It's a pity that Jiang Zhiyi doesn't have that pity for Xiangxiyu.

She held it tightly and did not waver at all.

Shi Qingyi gave her the umbrella, and it is impossible to ask her to give it to Gu Chuanjing.

Gu Chuanjing Qingjun’s eyebrows and eyebrows showed a bit of disgust, and he said with a cold expression that I will see you tomorrow and walk straight into the pouring rain. Jiang Zhiqing chased after them anxiously. Jiang Zhiyi was too lazy to watch them entangled, and went to the alley. go.

"Sister," Jiang Zhiqing chased after only two minutes. She bit the corner of her lip and whispered before speaking, "I just saw Shi Qingzhang sent you back."

Jiang Zhiyi paused and waited for her to follow.

"Do you know the price of this dress on your body?" Jiang Zhiqing raised her head, her teeth biting her lips tightly: "The price of this dress is our family's living expenses for one year. You and her are not in the same world."

Jiang Zhiyi paused for a while, the rain was torrential outside the umbrella. Just when Jiang Zhiqing thought she would refute, she nodded unexpectedly, and stroked the valuable fabric of the skirt with her fingers. There was mud under her feet. She needed to be very careful. Keep the skirt from getting muddy water.

They are indeed not people in the same world.

-She can't let Shi Qingyue step into this kind of mud, she has to get up step by step, at least, can't stand beside her in the mud like she is now.

—

The sports meeting starts on Thursday and ends on Friday and goes home. The volleyball game starts on Thursday afternoon. It may be due to the attraction of opposite sexes. Most of the boys who watch basketball are girls, while the ones who watch girls play volleyball are more boys.

Jiang Zhiyi, a girl squeezed into a group of boys and monopolized a small Mazha, holding Shi Qingyue's school uniform jacket in her hand, with a faint lemon scent, and she felt uncomfortable smelling it.

Shi Qingyue learned volleyball when he was young, and he was good at playing, with a long waist and thin legs, and a flexible figure. His blond hair was particularly eye-catching. The first half was over immediately. The score was already overwhelming. The girl seemed to be shining all over.

When the ball jumped up, he showed a particularly flexible waist. The fleshy cloud pavilion was white and dazzling. A boy around him blew two whistles of unknown meaning. A cloud of haze suddenly appeared in Jiang Zhiyi's eyes.

—I want to put the clothes on her in the past, wrapped tightly, not showing at all.

The first half was over immediately. There was a boy who was pushed a little closer and asked her with a smile: "Classmate, is that your friend? I just saw you two coming together. Can you give me contact information?" "

Shi Qingyue's reputation is far-reaching, but after all, he is not so famous that everyone knows it.

The sun went from bright to dazzling in an instant, Jiang Zhiyi clenched the school uniform in his arms, and the male in front of him was handsome. He was the kind of handsome guy who could be caught in the crowd. No wonder he had the courage to come over and ask.

She shook her head and didn't speak, her face was a little gloomy, and she didn't want to respond at all. She didn't have a mobile phone, let alone her contact information.

"Without contact information, can you ask if she has a boyfriend?" The boy didn't seem to be very good at winking, so he continued to ask.

Jiang Zhiyi raised his head, confidently and loudly: "She must study hard and not fall in love."

Her momentum was enough to bluff people, and the boy who was looking at him was stunned for a moment. He didn't speak yet, and suddenly heard a chuckle from behind.

Jiang Zhiyi's back froze suddenly.