Rescue the Paranoid Villain Boss

Jiang Zhiyi was always a weak and deceptive little pitiful in front of Shi Qingyi, like a helpless stray cat, who only dared to cower behind the person and cry quietly after being bullied.

Because she has no branches to rely on, Shi Qingyue will pity her, pity her, and let her live under her protection. Once Shi Qingyue finds out that she is completely different from what she has shown--

Jiang Zhiyi's fingers quietly tightened, and the blond girl leaning on the stairs looked at her with her arms folded, her delicate and cold face could not show any emotion.

She didn't dare to move, but felt that the bucket of cold water was pouring on her own body, her nails plunged into the pale palms, and the pale crescent mark was outlined, waiting for that person's trial.

The world was extremely quiet for a while, and even the wind was silent.

"Don't leave soon? Waiting for someone to find it?" Shi Qingyue was helpless. He did a bad thing and didn't run quickly, waiting for someone to react and come up to grab the bag?

Shi Qingyi took her and ran, holding her hand warm, Jiang Zhiyi ran forward with her slowly, stumbled and couldn't even see the road.

The heart that was already sinking slowly became active again, and climbed from the deep abyss to the shore. She hooked Shi Qingyue's fingertips, and a heart that was hanging in the air finally settled firmly on the ground.

Qing Yin stopped halfway there, Jiang Zhiyi had no time to stop, his forehead hit the girl's beautiful thin butterfly bones, and carefully raised his eyes: "What's the matter?"

"There is surveillance outside the teaching building." Shi Qingyue grinds his teeth. Every building on the third floor is equipped with surveillance outside. It's just that I don't usually look at it. I thought about installing two in the classroom before, but I was strongly opposed by the students for infringing on privacy. Stopped.

Before slandering Jiang Zhiyi when he was stealing things, he had to check and monitor him, but when he splashed water, he was afraid that he would be caught by someone else.

She herself didn't care, but Jiang Zhiyi was different.

Shi Qingyi took Jiang Zhiyi's hand, and the people behind him completely trusted her, as if she would follow wherever she went.

There is a storage room on the second floor of the teaching building with tables, chairs and benches that are not used by the school. Shi Qingyi has never been a good student. It is not difficult to open the school’s old locks.

Jiang Zhiyi followed her to block the sunlight for her, and also block any eyes that might be prying over—commonly known as sentry.

The chain snapped open, and the light and shadow leaked in and started flying dust flying in the air. Shi Qingyue coughed twice and skillfully found two relatively intact pieces from the piles of tattered tables and chairs, and then found a rag and wiped it clean. Chair.

The teaching building was not too far away from the playground, and the cheers from there could be faintly heard. Jiang Zhiyi reached out to pull Shi Qingyue's hand, and was subconsciously avoided.

The hand hanging in the air froze, the girl's eyes darkened for a moment, and her emotions quickly recovered, she raised her head and said softly: "There is rust on her hands..."

Probably it was stained when the chain was ramming, a crimson mark was stuck in the palm of the palm, and it was put on the hand carefully and wiped clean. I don't know where it was, Shi Qingyue hissed slightly, thinking The pump was held down again.

"What's wrong? Where does it hurt?" Jiang Zhiyi suddenly became nervous.

"It's okay." Shi Qingyue pulled his hand away at the beginning, but the person who has always been well-behaved and obedient was surprisingly tough and just didn't let it go.

Lifting the white sleeves revealed a dazzling swelling. At the place where the thumb and the wrist intersect, there is even a bruise in severe places. Jiang Zhiyi felt a pain in his heart, and he did not dare to touch it: "Hurt by playing volleyball?"

She had practiced a few times before the sports meeting. She remembered the last time it rained and she wanted to lean on Shi Qingyue's arm and was avoided by her, and her heart suddenly softened.

In other words, just avoiding yourself, didn't you hate yourself because you discovered your true face?

The gloomy mood cleared in an instant, and she leaned over and blew on the girl's blue wrist: "Does it hurt? I'll rub it for you."

"It's up to you." The blonde girl turned her face away from her, and didn't let her smoke. Can she not only follow her.

The young girl took her wrists seriously and gently rubbed her, the small space was quiet and terrible for a while, only the sunlight wandered in the corners of the girl's skirt, giving birth to inexplicable sweetness for no reason.

Shi Qingyi felt a little awkward, so he took out the earphones and put on one for himself, and the other was put into Jiang Zhiyi's ear. The earphone cord was not long, and Jiang Zhiyi was able to lean on her openly.

She leaned forward cautiously. Seeing Shi Qingyue did not refuse, she just turned her face away. In the dim light, she could only see a small white shiny long neck and a delicate red earlobe.

So she became confident, occupying the few space around the girl, and it took a while before she had the courage to hold her arm, her voice softly as if she was acting like a baby.

"If you don't like it, I won't do this kind of thing anymore, okay?"

I'll be very obedient, so can you not let me go?

After a long time, Shi Qingyi didn't speak. When she became more and more nervous, Shi Qingyi stretched out a hand and adjusted the phone, and the soothing love songs in the earphones turned into fluent and rapid English.

"Don't think about it anymore." Shi Qingyue touched her soft hair. She didn't know how she was bullied. The evil system done by those people in the past could be said to be three days and three nights without repetition. Yes, it's pretty good for Little Poor to just pour a bucket of water now. In the future, she will always start with a ruined family.

Shi Qingyue's eyes darkened, but his voice softened: "If someone bullies you in the future, I will bully you back. Don't do these things anymore."

After ten years of hard work, it’s not worth giving up all the work for these scumbags in the last year.

"Okay." Seeing that she was not angry, Jiang Zhiyi was relieved and quickly hugged her tighter, for fear that she would regret running away.

"I listen to you."

As long as you don't leave me, I will listen to you everything.

"Don't lean over," Shi Qingyue put a finger against the head that came close, "Jiang Dafa, listen to the question."

"...I don't want to listen."

"Then what do you want to hear?" Shi Qingyi handed her the mobile phone, thinking that it would be inconvenient to have no contact tool. In case it is blocked, she has to buy a mobile phone for her.

"...Want to talk to you."

"Isn't I telling you?" Shi Qingyue almost laughed out loud.

Jiang Zhiyi snorted and thought quietly in his heart, not enough, not enough, I don't want you, just pity me, protect me, I want you to be the only one in your eyes.

They leaned against each other in a small abandoned corner, listening to the cheers and whistles on the playground in the distance, Jiang Zhiyi felt that he had everything at that time.

Unexpectedly, no one came to look for them. After the physical education class was over, everyone flocked back to the classroom. When they sneaked back with the bustling crowd, Song Zhiming and Deng Sisi were no longer in the classroom.

The book is still in place, and the person is no longer in the classroom, only the head teacher at the end of the corridor is talking on the phone with a green face.

But the parents of the two had arrived at school in half an hour. Song Zhiming’s father was a handsome man in a suit and leather shoes. He slipped Song Zhiming into the corridor from the office and kicked his stomach. He always had a bit of arrogance on weekdays. Song Zhiming of Song Zhiming fell to the place in pain, his lips squirmed and called his father.

"You still have the face to call me?!" The middle-aged man was furious, and kicked on his calf again. Song Zhiming groaned. He couldn't even stand steady and couldn't say a word. .

The students in the classroom couldn’t help but look outside. The last class in the afternoon was politics. The teacher was a wise and easy-going man in his forties and fifty years old. , Draw the curtain!"

The dark blue curtains were closed with a clatter, and the political teacher walked outside, chatting in the classroom.

"What's the matter? How could the class leader be called the parent? Didn't it mean that the class leader has relatives in the school?"

"I heard that it seems to have been caught by the Mediterranean because of a relationship... I caught it on the spot, and there was no chance for a sophistry. The old class directly called the parents to come over, maybe they have to retire."

"It seems that Dunce's parents are here too, how could they be caught by the Mediterranean? Aren't they two always careful?"

"What can I say, bad luck, the lesson before the physical education class is a substitute for the Mediterranean, it seems that something has been left behind in the classroom and I saw the two of them holding each other and gnawing together..."

Those who know a little bit of the inside story also turned their heads and said a little bit hard to say: "Where is the gnaw? The next class came back earlier and said that the clothes were not worn properly. Our monitor looks very serious. How could..."

Shi Qingyue's ears are very good, and when he can't hear clearly, he will let the system repeat it, and he will probably hear everything.

The discussion among the students was full of gossip discussions, and I didn’t know how much exaggeration there were. After hearing all kinds of increasingly outrageous rumors, Shi Qingyue suddenly asked the system: "Do you think this is really an accident?"

system:"……"

Don't ask me, I don't know anything.

No matter how hot the gossip discussion is, it is impossible for anyone to come and talk to Jiang Zhiyi. She sits quietly on the table to do her homework, and her neat handwriting falls on the paper. The writing is deliberately scribbled, imitating Shi Qingyue's handwriting. .

"I'll write it myself." Shi Qingyi sighed, preparing to withdraw his homework.

Whether she handed in homework or not, her old class turned one eye and closed one eye. Jiang Zhiyiguang gave her a copy of what she had to write about herself when she went home at night and stayed up all night.

"Don't move," Jiang Zhiyi took the whole homework in his arms and circled her, not letting her move. "Your hands are not ready, so you should give me consolidation exercises."

Like a hamster protecting food.

I have never seen anyone guarding the homework and talking about consolidation exercises. For Jiang Zhiyi, these questions are drafts to the extent that there is no need to type a single one.

Jiang Zhiyi leaned down again to do his homework. After writing for a while, he felt that Shi Qingyue's eyes had been falling on her, and the ears became red involuntarily. After a pause, he took out a candy from the desk and stuffed it secretly into her desk. Li: "If you are bored, eat sweets."

Shi Qing Yisheng looked good, and the number of people who gave gifts was countless. Basically, everything ended up in the trash can. In fact, she was still a little nervous, and then heard the sound of tearing sugar paper.

Jiang Zhiyi bends the corner of his mouth imperceptibly.

——She treats herself differently from others.

The beating and scolding of the political teacher stopped shortly after he went out. When he came back, his face was unhappy. Everyone consciously started studying on their own, and the whole classroom was silent.

When the sun was still shining in the afternoon, it started to darken in the evening, with some rainy gloom. At about six o'clock, Dun Sisi’s parents also came. The old class probably led the people to the academic affairs office and went downstairs. You can still hear the chattering sound.

"Teacher Gao, you know that Teacher Chen. Our family knows that they study hard, and they are usually honest. The office worker is steadfast or the monitor. She definitely won’t fall in love and violate disciplines. That girl is not necessarily anymore. Her hair is dyed, for sure. It's not a good thing, it's not that she seduce my son, how could my son fall in love?"

Song Zhiming's parents were still talking. After a while, Song Zhiming's voice came: "...Yes, she chased me first. I was just curious and couldn't hold back, I..."

"Teacher Chen, look, it really is like this. We know that such a good student is an outstanding cadre every year!"

The noisy voice was very loud, and while pushing and walking forward, she said good things one after another. The classroom was silent and silent, and there was no sound.

When everyone thought everything was over, a man's angry voice suddenly came from outside the corridor, followed by a loud slap, and the man yelled: "Shameless thing, shameful!"

The thunderclouds rolling outside the window finally fell down with a bang, followed by the cry of the girl's collapse. The cry was harsh and stern, almost penetrating the wall and piercing into the classroom.

Then the beating continued, until the man came out of the office and the man was still cursing, embarrassed, shameless, and embarrassed...

Dun Sisi was still crying, leaning against the wall and sobbing, and being helped downstairs, the curtains were tightly drawn, only a vague shadow was walking very slowly.

There was no sound in the classroom for a long time, only the sound of rain outside the window. The political teacher sighed: “I told you a long time ago that it’s the third year of high school. Future considerations are the big deal."

The classroom didn't dare to speak, it was terribly quiet.

Shi Qingyue suddenly remembered the regulations of the Third Middle School. When two people fall in love, they must drop out of school and stay in school for probation. The future and love can only choose one of the school mottos that they understand when they enter the school.

"So, who is chasing after?"

The system that had been pretending to be dead for a long time finally weakened the probe: "Song Zhiming, it took months to catch it."

Shi Qingyi was silent for a while.

Until the end of school in the evening, the two people's seats were empty. The respective parents came to pack up and left in a hurry. The gossip from the class said that they should go home for half a month and reflect on them.

Needless to say, how tight the review time is in the third year of high school. Now it's the second round of review. Everyone knows how much you will lose after half a month of class.

And this half month is only used to decide who to drop out. The third middle school is harsh and unfavorable in some aspects.

When school was over in the evening, Jiang Zhiyi found the umbrella in advance and put it next to him. He waited for the time when Shi Qingyi’s hand hurts and the two people held an umbrella. Shi Qingyi was lying on the table and didn’t want to move, so Jiang Zhiyi went to push it gently. Her shoulders.

"The pharmacy is not closed yet, shall we go out and buy you medicine?" The soft voice seemed to be coaxing her.

Shi Qingyue lay half of his face on the table and buried it in his sleeves, only showing two dark eyes, and suddenly asked her, "Do you know the dean will be back?"

The girl did not shy away from her direct stare, her eyes were pure and innocent under the bright lights of the classroom, as if they were washed by the rain outside the window, and they were pure and sincere. She shook her head very seriously: "Really not I."