Rescue the Paranoid Villain Boss

Shi Qingyue looked deserted and not easy to get along with. In fact, his personality was very casual. Jiang Zhiyi lived in her house for only two months before occupying her life silently.

The books on the balcony were neatly arranged, the flowers that were about to die were revived, the chaotic home became tidy and clean, and the untouched kitchen utensils began to be contaminated with smoke and fire.

She is like some kind of harmless-looking vine, gently and weakly sticking out branches and leaves, and when you react, it has been tightly bound by her and cannot escape.

When Shi Qingyue discovered this, she was eating noodles outside the school. When the steaming noodles came up, she felt that she didn't want to put down the chopsticks.

It's delicious without Jiang Zhiyi, the vegetables inside are not fresh, the seasoning is heavier, and it's a bit salty.

Jiang Zhiyi always remembered all her preferences, and she nurtured her.

She drank the white fungus soup one after another and looked outside through the window of the shop. The weather was a bit gloomy. The weather forecast said that this afternoon would have the first snow of the year.

In the distance, a small shadow stood under the still verdant camphor tree, confronting another girl in a pink down jacket.

Jiang Zhiyi was actually taken aback when Jiang Zhiqing took the initiative to block her at the entrance of the school. She intuitively felt that Jiang Zhiqing would not say anything good, and took the lead in stuffing Shi Qingyue into the store.

The girl in the pink down jacket on the opposite side seems to have cried all night, her eyes are red and swollen, and those eyes that seem to be fished out of the water will inevitably make her heart soft when she looks at people. Not far away is the black down jacket teenager. Standing on the tree, revealing a particularly slender neck.

"Sister, you've been living outside for so long, will you go back with me? Okay?" She grabbed Jiang Zhiyi's clothes and put her attitude very low.

If you really want her to go back, you won't come to her at this time, Jiang Zhiyi lowered his eyes and looked at her quietly: "Aren't you going abroad?"

After she went abroad, the land of the family house was sold. The uncle returned to her hometown and sent her to the factory. Why would she go back? Do you really want to ruin your life so willingly?

"I..." Jiang Zhiqing bit her lips. It is her dream to go abroad. She hopes that one day she can sit in the world's top hall and play the violin, but now she can't leave at all.

"I will leave if there is nothing else." It will probably snow a little later. She wants to watch the first snow of this year with Qingzhe, will she wait in a hurry?

I couldn't help but look back. The girl leaned against the window and drank the white fungus soup bored. Her short blond hair was about to be shawl soon, and she was still dazzling in the boring winter.

"Wait a minute, sister—" Jiang Zhiqing turned pale when she realized that she was about to leave, her hands couldn't help clenching tighter, and there were almost tears in her eyes, "You, can you let Shi Qingyue let our house go?"

Jiang Zhiyi paused for a while, and then turned around for a long time, feeling relieved and ridiculed in the winter sun.

Here, it really is impossible to just come to her simply.

When Shi Qingyi drank one third of the white fungus soup, Jiang Zhiyi came back, tentatively touching the wall of the white fungus soup and asking her if it was cold.

When I turned on the air conditioner in the room, it could get cold, Shi Qingyue shook his head, Jiang Zhiyi noticed that she had only eaten half of the noodles in her bowl, and her eyes brightened.

"Don't you like it? Then let's go back, can I do it for you?"

The third year of high school is very tight. Jiang Zhiyi still likes to feed her all kinds of feedings. He can feel relieved after eating all three meals a day. Shi Qingyi sighed, got up and took her hand out.

"This is not far from home, let's take a walk and go back."

Jiang Zhiyi stuffed Quiet Arms into her arms. It may be that she was raised recently. She seems to have grown a little bit taller, about one meter and six meters tall, but occasionally she is still very anxious, and she makes height comparisons in front of the mirror every day.

—I'm afraid I won't be able to grow up again after I graduate from the third year of high school.

Of course, these inexplicable worries Shi Qingyue did not know. This winter seems to be particularly cold, and I can’t feel the heat when I put my hands in my pockets. Shi Qingyue went to buy milk tea for fear that the pitiful little pity would rush to pay. Want Jiang Zhiyi to wait for her by the side.

She obediently stood by the side of the road and waited, watching the girl in the white down jacket carefully choosing what to add.

Jiang Zhiqing told her that after she left, her uncle suddenly had a high school classmate who wanted to take him into a big business, and a man who had been drunk and decadent for half his life followed him.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a gambling. At first, he won two and said that he would let Jiang Zhiqing eat well and dress well. He would not be angry when he went abroad. However, he lost nothing in a few days and owed hundreds of thousands of gambling debts. Now every day Someone came to collect debts and knocked on the door in the middle of the night when it was too much, so scared Jiang Zhiqing did not dare to fall asleep at night.

Later, Gu Chuanjing couldn't stand to stand up for Jiang Zhiqing, but found that these people did not appear for no reason. All the sources gathered together and pointed to a woman, and that woman had a close relationship with Shi Qingyi.

So let her help and beg Shi Qingyue to raise her hands high and let them go.

But why should I beg this for help?

The girl standing under the tree looked well-behaved and obedient, even with a faint smile at the corner of her mouth.

Jiang Zhiqing was crying so pitifully, there was no fluctuation in her heart, she looked at it for a while, and slowly and slowly pulled away Jiang Zhiqing's hand.

Isn’t it all right if Qingyue is happy? Since Qingyue hadn't told her about this, she probably didn't want her to know about it, so she didn't know what to do.

The girl in front turned away from the crowd and asked her what she wanted to drink. She approached the past and said obediently like you, but in the end she received the blueberry she liked.

It started to snow when it was halfway there. The first snow of this winter was still a lot of fine snow at the beginning, gradually getting bigger and bigger.

Jiang Zhiyi held Shi Qingyue's arms and raised his head. The streets along the way had already hung red lanterns. The school was about to close, and the New Year was coming soon.

Her heart was warm and quiet, and she felt that happiness was really close at hand.

When passing the movie theater, Shi Qingyue stopped and read the movie ticket with his mobile phone: "Wait for the winter vacation, I'll take you to the movie."

"Okay." Jiang Zhiyi agreed very quickly. After saying that, she stuffed her hands into her pockets, her voice was very soft, "Go back and look again, it's so cold outside."

Shi Qingyue moved her fingers and found that it was not her pocket. She put her hand in her pocket.

Jiang Zhiyi was still walking forward casually, as if nothing was wrong, Shi Qingyue poked her in the palm of her palm, and was grasped by her little finger, and then tried to clasp her fingers, Shi Qingyue hurriedly held her hand. Into a fist.

Jiang Zhiyi wrapped her fist and couldn't help but let out a laugh.

The final exam was about to come, and the number of recommended places had reached the most intense time. There was only one place allocated to their class. The competition between Jiang Zhiyi and Song Zhiming was already obvious.

No one knew that Song Zhiming had come to find Jiang Zhiyi, and said that he wanted to talk to her during the time when he handed in homework in the office.

Shi Qingyue was still sleeping on the table during the inter-class exercises. Jiang Zhiyi took a look to make sure she would not wake up to see herself before she followed him out.

He didn't say anything, just gave Jiang Zhiyi a glance at the picture.

He is good at taking pictures, and the snapshots in a moment are also beautiful. There are two in total. The first one is a girl with long brown hair cherished and anxiously kissing the sideburns of a blonde girl with reddish earlobes. In the second one, she stretches out her hand to cover the blonde girl. He raised his head and stared out the window.

His eyes were cold without any emotion, and he was different from the usual timidity, and Song Zhiming was shocked under that look.

"It's already in the third year of high school, and only the last half of the semester is left. If I tell you what the ending will be, you know." Jiang Zhiyi still has other people who want to fight with him. good.

-One go and one stay.

Jiang Zhiyi's eyes dimmed for a moment, but in fact it was not unacceptable. Her grades were so good that she could be on the top. If she dropped out, there would be no school willing to accept it. It was just that, she might be separated from Qingyue.

Or Qingzhe is willing to drop out of school for her and affect her life's future.

When you haven't got it, you can actually bear everything. Once you have tasted the sweetness of sugar, how can people be willing to let her suffer? She didn't want to leave Qingyi, not even for a quarter of an hour.

But it's just a recommended place. She just thought for a while and nodded: "But I have one condition."

Song Zhiming narrowed his eyes, alert: "What conditions?"

She rubbed the photo on the phone, with a hint of tenderness in her eyes unconsciously: "Send me the photo."

This is the first photo of her and Shi Qingyue apart from the class photo.

In the photo, the blond girl in the photo slept in a daze with only half of her face exposed, with an air of complete trust. She touched it lightly with her fingertips and rubbed the ends of her hair-Shi Qing Nai never let her touch it.

Song Zhiming snorted lightly: "Do you have a mobile phone?"

Such a look of tone did not irritate Jiang Zhiyi. The phone was sent by Shi Qingyi, and he insisted that it was an old phone that he couldn't use, but it was a new model that came out this fall. In order to make it old, he deliberately knocked on the ground several times.

She is always like this, telling lies that can be debunked at a glance, awkward and even scribbling around when she is good, Jiang Zhiyi almost feels a little distressed about her lying skills.

She got what she wanted with satisfaction, and then found Gu Chuanjing—Jiang Zhiqing's boyfriend, or a boyfriend who has not yet been determined.

Although there is no certainty, but I must be willing to go through fires and waters for Jiang Zhiqing. It is not difficult for the father-in-law to live well and help destroy some photos in order to let the girl I like get peace and realize their dreams.

Gu Chuanjing looked at her with disgust, and finally commented: "I didn't expect that a girl like Zhiqing with a simple mind would have a sister like you."

This was cursing her for vicious thoughts around the corner. Jiang Zhiyi smiled softly, and couldn't see the black heart inside. She let Gu Chuanjing curse happily, without a trace of tangled pain, until Shi Qingyi came over.

His eyes were red almost instantly, tears faltered, Shi Qingyue's heart jumped as he watched, firmly guarding her behind him.

Tool person Gu Chuanjing: "..."

The successful man was nestled behind the man who was protecting the calf, with tears still in his eyes, but the cold eyes watching him made people panic.

Thanks to Gu Chuanjing for not showing serious cynicism, she smoothly climbed onto Shi Qingyue's bed that night and was treated as a comforting touch.

The recommendation is not only based on the various awards but also on the large-scale exam results. Jiang Zhiyi deliberately made a mistake in the exam at the end of the last semester of high school as agreed, but Song Zhiming seemed to be in bad luck.

His desk and chair were broken, and when he went to the equipment room to change the table, he was locked in. The cell phone was not allowed to be carried with him during the test, so he could not send out for help until he was found by the teacher.

When I came out, the math test had just passed 30 minutes, and I couldn't enter the examination room again. I don't know where he got it, or he let him in because of his mentality collapsed and he didn't finish writing the test questions at all.

It is said that when the teacher was rewinding the paper, he was still struggling with writing and refusing to give up. His eyes were red, just grabbing the paper and not allowing it to be taken away. The people in the same examination room looked at him in shock.

While he was writing, he begged the teacher not to collect the papers, but at the end the teacher sternly reprimanded him, and writing another word would count as a cheating and score 0 points before he was willing to let go.

It is said that when he walked out of the classroom, he held his head at the door of the classroom. No one dared to look forward to check, but just whispered around outside. Later, his uncle disturbed him and pulled him directly by the collar to the office.

His uncle was a teacher in the Office of Academic Affairs. His face was very bad. He kicked him when he couldn't move. He scolded him to fix moths. He didn't study well, except that he was in love with a mobile phone. He scrapped another one two days ago...

Shi Qingyue leaned at the door of the classroom listening to classmates whispering, and the girl who played with Dun Sisi looked at him and scolded him because he deserved it. It was all retribution.

"The character is not good, this is retribution..." Jiang Jun has a good relationship with Deng Sisi, and the scolding is the worst.

Someone behind him patted her on the shoulder. Jiang Zhiyi had packed his schoolbag, carrying his own behind his back and holding her in his hands. Wearing a fluffy down jacket, he looked like an overwhelmed hamster.

"Qingyi, let's go."

Don't listen to this, don't look at this, just look at me.

The author has something to say: Jiang Zhiyi's filter is 1.8 meters tall: Qingyue lied again and was pierced by a glance again, cute!

Shi Qingyue: ...shut up!

Xiao Jiang in front of Shi Qingyue: weak, pitiful and helpless

Xiao Jiang to the others: He fisted hard and broke his head.