Rescue the Paranoid Villain Boss

Under the extreme panic, she was surprisingly calm. She walked quickly, like a ghostly shadow walking on the long quiet street. After a heavy rain, the wind in the early morning was still very cold. She seemed to be unconscious on her thin body.

My aunt has already gone out, and only the man is left in the house. He slept the night last night. He usually woke up at nine o'clock in the morning, and there were two hours left.

Her heart was terribly calm, and her courage and hostility in despair covered everything.

At seven o'clock in the morning, the sky was not completely bright. The small clinic hidden in the alley was lit with a dim lamp. The doctor had just changed shifts and was holding a fried dough stick. He looked up and saw that the door was pushed open. A seventeen or eighteen year old The high school student opened the door and came in. She was very skinny, with a desperate look in her eyes.

The doctor's heart jumped, the girl had already walked in, and asked him dumbly: "I want to buy sleeping pills and... cephalosporins."

Her voice was extremely tired, the doctor frowned, and her tone was rare and soft: "Sleeping pills are prescription drugs."

"…I have."

When she received the medicine, she was panicked for a moment. Before the medicine was received, she was snatched from her hand, and the thing fell to the ground. Jiang Zhiyi's shoulders suddenly stiffened, and her whole body was extremely tight, and she didn't even dare to follow it. Look up with that arm.

It's so familiar, you can know who it is almost without looking.

Shi Qingyue was racing to this place with a messy chicken nest, grabbed her hand and started walking outside.

The blonde girl walked quickly, and Jiang Zhiyi stumbled behind her. The tears were silent at first, and gradually became more and more turbulent, almost clogging the throat of speech, choking, and clearing the barley at a certain moment. He stopped when he noticed something was wrong and turned around.

She was already crying with tears all over her face, her face was muddy, her hair wet on her cheeks, like a poor little who was defeated and bullied in a fight, no one can believe that she just gave birth to that kind of determination.

When she was awakened by the system in the morning, she even felt that the system was on her head, but didn't it, cephalosporins and alcohol or sleeping pills can really cause serious problems.

"What are you crying for? Why are you crying if you have this courage?"

Her tone was fierce, Jiang Zhiyi's whole body was trembling, and her psychological defense almost collapsed.

When it's over, Qingyue knows what kind of person I am. She must think I'm terrible and terrifying, even she doesn't want me anymore?

Her eyes changed rapidly. When she raised her head, big tears slipped down her thin cheeks. She opened her mouth several times, but she couldn't say anything at all. She just cried silently and could hardly stand still. Flinching.

It was a kind of despair to the extreme sorrow, and the whole person was devastated and could not see any vitality.

Shi Qingyue felt uncomfortable just looking at it. She wanted to be angry. How could she take her life for being a scumbag, but she couldn't even say a single word, for fear of what would be the last straw that crushed her. .

She could only stretch out one hand to pat her trembling back. Jiang Zhiyi felt her movement suddenly staggered forward two steps, tentatively stretched out her hand, and quietly folded her arms around her when she saw that she was not hiding. Waist.

She cried silently, and the tears wet the place on her shoulders, like a river that won't run dry.

Shi Qingyue's heart finally softened, and he remembered something: "Don't bite yourself, bite your clothes."

Her habit is extremely bad. She bit the meat in her mouth in order not to disturb others to let others hear her. She had nightmares like this.

Jiang Zhiyi listened to her very much. He really loosened her teeth and bit one corner of her clothes while crying. So trembling came from the collar. She didn't even cry and didn't disturb her. She was so obedient. It should be What kind of thing can make her have such courage out of desperation?

Shi Qingyi's tone softened and stroked her shoulders once: "What's the matter?"

The tears on her shoulders suddenly became more turbulent, as if all the original grievances could be endured by herself. Once someone cared, she couldn't hide it. She bit a corner of her clothes for a long, long time before she could utter a word.

"pain…"

Qingyue, it really hurts, it hurts.

Shi Qingyue took her back and washed her before she knew why she said that. There was almost no good skin and flesh all over her body, blue and purple, bruises on her arms and new injuries were added, and there were even glass ballasts on her legs. Scratched scars.

She curled up on the soft sofa and let her blow her hair, with her head buried in her waist, her shoulders shrugging and weeping quietly.

The sound of the hair dryer huffed, and she seemed to be able to finally be liberated from the huge sound. At first, it was silent, and then gradually broke down crying.

Shi Qingyue hugged her, his eyes moved on her bare arms and calves, full of dazzling wounds, there were not so many when he came last time.

When she led Jiang Zhiyi into the car, people just took her hand and got into the car without resisting. Tears flowed quietly: "Are you going to send me to the police station?"

Shi Qingye almost laughed angrily, and frightened her with a nasty voice, "Then you are still following?"

Jiang Zhiyi leaned on her and sniffed: "You send me there and I will go."

She looked so obedient, like a harmless cat with constricted claws, Shi Qingyue didn't know why, and her heart was mixed.

"Okay, crying again, I will be blind, and the college entrance examination." She pushed away the cat who had been crying for a day, her eyes were red and swollen into a small light bulb, and the dry paper was afraid to go up, so she could only take it. Dip the wipes a little bit.

Jiang Zhiyi choked again: "They asked me to work, so I can't take the college entrance examination."

Shi Qingyue's hand stopped suddenly, no wonder she was so courageous that a person could come up with that way.

"Don't go back tonight, stay at my house." Her eyes sank, and she went back and wondered what the beating would be.

She squatted down, her voice was vicious, and the hand that wiped the tears was very gentle: "You are not stupid, the blood analysis of sleeping pills overdose can be found, and the cephalosporin can be tested as soon as the alcohol is added. You can find out your purchase at that time. Record, can you still escape?"

Jiang Zhiyi didn't seem to react, and looked at her blankly.

"For such scumbags to pay for the life of not worthy of your own life, you are about to take the college entrance examination, you can stay away from these people, then go to the south to watch the sea with me, do you remember?"

She leaned her head against her forehead. The distance between the two was too close. Jiang Zhiyi's face was as red as swollen eyelids, and her long, curled eyelashes kept shaking.

Shi Qing's temptation followed his advice: "Isn't your future more important than them? Or am I not as important as them?"

Jiang Zhiyi turned red all of a sudden, and his voice was weak and afraid to look at her: "You, you are important."

No one is more important than you.

Shi Qingyue was satisfied: "Then don't get involved with these dirty hands, prepare for the college entrance examination with peace of mind, and live at my home for the next few days, okay?"

Living in my sweetheart's house, this kind of temptation would be impossible for Jiang Zhiyi to refuse without any other external force. He could only look at her stupidly, and suddenly felt heaven and hell.

When Shi Qingyue called his father on the balcony, the man seemed to be entertaining something, his tone was a little impatient: "Is there not enough money or a parent meeting? I'll call you directly, Dad Qingyue is busy. You have to be considerate..."

When he hung up, Shi Qingzie was exhausted for a moment, and finally struggled to get through another call.

Jiang Zhiyi leaned against the glass door and glanced at her from time to time, for fear that she would lose it.

She had a moment of wonder, and a soft voice of a woman came in her ears: "Hello? Qingyue? What's wrong? Why did you call at this time, didn't you go to school?"

It wasn't the mother's voice, the woman's voice was sleepy, and she seemed to push someone quickly: "Qingyue has called, hurry up."

"No, I'm... looking for you."

When he finished the call, Jiang Zhiyi was already sitting in the living room obediently, as if she was not the one who had just secretly stood at the door.

Shi Qingyue suddenly felt a little complicated.

In the evening when Qingyue was playing a game, he heard a knock on the door. Jiang Zhiyi was standing at the door holding his pillow. His hair was soft and fluffy, and he said pitifully, "I, I can't sleep."

So, can I sleep with you?

Shi Qingyue was no thicker than her, and she managed to get her onto the bed. At the beginning, Chuhe and Han circles had nothing to do with each other. As they got closer and closer, Jiang Zhiyi yawned and hugged her arm: "Qingyue, it's too late. , I have to go to school tomorrow, don’t play games, okay."

If you stay up all night, you can stay up late tomorrow. Anyway, you can make up your old class during the day. But Jiang Zhiyi is different. Shi Qingyi thought about it and wanted to put down the phone and turn off the lamp.

The girl's shallow breathing was right by her side, Shi Qingyi fell asleep in a while, but the person who had already fallen asleep in the dark quietly opened his eyes.

Reaching out in the dark and touching her eyebrows cherishedly, it was like an unrealistic dream, struggling in **** in the morning, and in heaven at night.

If Shi Qingyue didn't come in the morning, she wouldn't know what she would do. She subconsciously glanced at the window. Shi Qingyue's window sill was littered with many books, but the windows were firmly closed.

She always can't sleep at night. She wakes up in the middle of the night and opens the window in the living room, and then closes it in the morning. Sometimes men get drunk and lie on the sofa in the living room. There is no quilt in the living room, only a thin blanket.

Probably because drinking too much is not good for the body. In fact, a man often catches a cold. He searches every penny of his family and goes out to get drunk and gamble, but he refuses to buy medicine.

Occasionally I would go out as a part-time tutor and he would have a little money, so he would make him go out to buy medicine with a nasty voice. She never resisted, and was more compliant with adversity, and men hardly had any guard against her.

Shi Qingyue is right, the doctor and the police will check it out, but so what? He drank it himself, he forced himself to buy it. Auntie and even Jiang Zhiqing knew about it. After she bought so many cold medicines, men would drink cephalosporins one day.

When the time comes, their family is just stupid, and it has nothing to do with deliberateness. She is just a poor person who is being bullied under the fence. As for sleeping pills...

She closed her eyes and grabbed the hem of Shi Qingyue's pajamas.

These terrible clear minds won't know. In her eyes, she will always be just a weak and incompetent little pitiful, so that she can always be attached to her.

This is probably a blessing in disguise, right?

As long as those people don't come to force her, she is willing to always be the harmless cat beside Shiqingyi.

She shrank quietly under the covers, resting her cheek on her forearm, and fell asleep peacefully.

In the morning, Qingyue was woken up by someone. The person in her nightdress lay on her bedside and whispered to her to get up. She wanted to fall asleep even if she listened to a kitten.

"I gave you noodles. If you really can't get up, I'll bring it over to feed you."

Shi Qingyue's sleepy eyes widened in an instant, and he felt that he should be an individual, so exploiting him too much.

When brushing her teeth and washing her face, she angrily taught Jiang Zhiyi: "From now on, you have to speak louder when you wake up, otherwise you won't be able to scream at all!"

Jiang Zhiyi's little chicken nodded like pecking rice, turned his head and asked her: "Would you like to eat fried eggs?"

Shi Qingyue gradually felt wrong: "There are eggs in the refrigerator?"

I do not know how?

"I went down to buy it in the morning, and I also bought greens and tomatoes." Jiang Zhiyi probed out, looking at her secretly with dark and translucent eyes, looking very courageous.

Her craftsmanship is good. When a steaming bowl of noodles was served, Shi Qingyue's belly began to scream. As soon as she finished eating her eggs, Jiang Zhiyi gave her her eggs: "Do you want more?"

Shi Qingyue: "..."

He took it and fed it into her mouth: "You eat it yourself, and give it back to me if you bite it!"

So until I got into the car, Jiang Xiaopian seemed to have a **** cloud over his head. Although I knew that Shi Qingyi was obsessed with cleanliness, is this disgusting with her?

"It's fine to buy food in the future. It's better to sleep at home as you don't have enough sleep."

Jiang knew that he nodded his head like pounding garlic, the cloud on his head disappeared, and the sky was clear.

The days that followed were good or bad, and the winter vacation was coming soon. Jiang Zhiyi was very afraid at the beginning that his uncle would go to school, but somehow there was no news. Only his aunt came to see her once, and he stopped talking at the school gate. Still sighed without speaking.

She took Shi Qingyue's hand to go home, and immediately let go of her hand when she saw it. She was fine in the mud, and Shi Qingyue could not get any dirt on the sewage.

But in the end no one came forward.

Winter vacation is approaching. It’s unrealistic to work part-time in high school. The schoolwork is too tight, but she now lives in Shiqingyi’s family and can’t bother her with other expenses, so she will still take time to work part-time. The school helps to clean up the dishes, noon and night. Each time, after school on Sunday, I walked three kilometers to teach elementary school Mathematical Olympiad. It didn't take long for her to be found with cold red fingers by Shi Qingyue.

The blonde girl kept her at home and attacked her: "Jiang Daxue ran so far, why didn't you teach him close?"

She was stunned for a while before she dared to speak: "If you don't understand what I will tell you, no, you don't need to pay."

"I don't understand anything." She said confidently.

Jiang Zhiyi: "..."

The days passed without hurries, Jiang Zhiyi felt vaguely in his heart, Shi Qingyi liked him, although no one said it clearly.

At the end of December, the school held a joint entrance examination. Jiang Zhiyi's grades were very good, and he was able to stabilize the top grade. Song Zhiming and Deng Sisi's affairs gradually calmed down, and the final ending was Deng Sisi's withdrawal.

Someone in the class said that Song Zhiming's relatives were related in the school, and he had gone a lot of ways to save him, but he was still left with a punishment. There was only the last half of the third semester of high school.

The punishment of falling in love is naturally more serious than Jiang Zhiyi's vague stealing. Song Zhiming's reputation in the class after **** all the responsibility on Dun Sisi was discredited in the class. Everyone looked at him as if he was wearing weird colored glasses.

He began to participate in various competitions to fight for the number of recommended places. It may be that he hastened but failed. On the contrary, he has been failing, and his results have turned out to be a downward trend.

One night at the end of January, Shi Qingyue fell asleep in the classroom. Jiang Zhiyi raised his head and glanced at the clock in the classroom. It was already 9:45, and the school was closed for half an hour, which would allow her to sleep a little longer to ten. Point, if she still doesn't wake up by ten o'clock, she can only wake her up.

All the people in the classroom were gone, and the heart that could have read the question at ease suddenly became less calm. She looked at the book for two minutes and put the book down, feeling that no one looked good at the book.

The girl was wearing a white down jacket, with a furry collar covering half of her face, her eyelashes drooping, and she looked at the openness and alienation when she was awake, revealing a certain tenderness.

Jiang Zhiyi's heart slowly filled with a sweetness similar to satisfaction. She looked at it for a long time and confirmed that Shi Qingyue was asleep very well and finally couldn't help but move over.

After living together for a month, she just hugged her waist, only the first late stage Ai Ai slept with her, and then nothing happened.

She leaned closer and closer, finally mustering up the courage like a fishy cat, and secretly kissed her sideburns, the moment of heartbeat like a world of fireworks exploded in her heart.

The door was pushed open at this moment, and Song Zhiming opened the door impatiently holding his mobile phone, and was stunned on the spot.

In the empty classroom, Jiang Zhiyi leaned over and kissed the sideburns of the blonde girl, with a gentle smile that never recovered.

Holding the phone in his hand, he subconsciously turned on the camera.

Shi Qingyue was awakened by the sound of pushing the door and opened his eyes laboriously. There were a few pressed bright red marks on his cheeks. He still didn't wake up much: "What's wrong?"

The figure at the door was gone, Jiang Zhiyi's eyes darkened, he went to cover her eyes, and softly coaxed her: "It's okay, I can sleep for a while, don't worry."

When Shi Qingyue was half-dreaming and half-awake was really coaxed by her, her long and thick eyelashes trembled in her palm, and she fell asleep again.

The author has something to say:

Little theater, teacher Jiang lectures

Shi Qingyue: "Teacher Jiang—"

Someone's ears are red: "...Don't call it that way."

Shi Qingyue blinked, "Jiang Daxueba?"

Jiang Zhiyi couldn't bear it and rushed to block her mouth: "Don't call me that!"

"Call, let me know..."

"Knowledge?"

"..." Seems to be even more wrong qaq