President Ba’s Little Rose

After that sentence, Qiao Zong leaned on Shen Qingyi's shoulder.

Shen Qingyi took his shoulder and pushed him in disgust, but Qiao Zong took his arm and closed his eyes and said vaguely: "Shen Qingyi, let me take a moment."

His voice was full of sadness.

Shen Qing's translation was slightly stunned.

I have known Qiao Zong for almost ten years. This person always looks like a slapstick. No matter what happened, Qiao Zong's mouth always makes people feel serious.

Cynical and indulgent are Shen Qing's inherent impression of Qiao Zong.

It seems that he doesn't care about anything, as if the next moment, it doesn't matter if the sky falls and the earth breaks.

He can always smile like a fool.

Shen Qingyi knows that Qiao Zong is in poor health, has heart problems, and will not live for many years. Mostly a short-lived ghost.

When he first knew about it, Shen Qingyi would still look at Qiao Zong with that kind of pity.

It's just that this person became so sassy that he often forgets about it. Most of the time, I would not sympathize with this person, but would like to clenched my fist and have a fight with him.

It's best to beat this man down.

I couldn't say a word in that owed mouth.

But at this moment, I heard Qiao Zong say such things.

Shen Qing translated her eyes and glanced at Qiao Zong's face.

The dog closed his eyes, his long eyelashes covered his eyelids, and there was no expression on his beautiful face, only his lips trembled slightly.

Shen Qingyi exhaled slowly, stretched out her hand, and wrapped Qiao Zong's shoulder, "Zongzi."

Qiao frowned when he didn't respond.

"You, are you dying?" Shen Qingyi tentatively asked this sentence: "Is there something wrong with your body?"

Qiao Zong raised his eyes and glanced at him with pitch-black eyes.

"Yeah." Qiao Zong said flatly.

Shen Qingyi patted him on the shoulder, and said unfamiliarly: "It's okay, it's okay to live a day or a day, let's see how it works."

"Translated by Shen Qing," Qiao Zong said, "Can I ask you something?"

"What can't you ask between the two of us?" Shen Qing raised her eyebrows in translation, and said calmly: "If you ask, it's not annoying to pay back to mother-in-law."

The music in the bar was noisy, the lights above his head were mottled, Qiao Zong looked cold, smiled, and asked: "I remember you have a first love girlfriend, what is his name? San, right?"

"..." Shen Qingyi was silent and corrected him: "Liang Shan."

"Well, Liang Shan." Qiao Zong said.

"Also," Shen Qing added: "She is not my girlfriend yet."

"Ah," Qiao Zong raised his hand and squeezed his chin, "Master Shen is so unattractive that he can't even catch a little girl? Tsk."

Shen Qingyi couldn't bear it, and knocked out his hand forcefully, and said impatiently: "If you have something to say, you don't have to laugh at me."

Qiao opened his mouth and looked down at his flushed hand. He frowned and asked, "Shen Qingyi, why did you let her go? Don't you like her very much?"

"She doesn't like me." Shen Qingyi said: "She never liked me."

Qiao Zong asked lazily: "Really? Lord Shen is so beautiful. If I were a woman, I would sleep with you."

Shen Qing translated: "..."

Shen Qing translated: "You are sick."

"Hahahahahaha." Qiao Zong smiled without ups and downs, and then said: "She doesn't like you, you like her again, huh, you are quite pitiful."

"...Fortunately." Shen Qing translated coldly: "I am not pitiful."

Qiao Zong: "Oh."

Shen Qing translated a squint at him: "Why are you talking so strangely today? What's wrong?"

Qiao Zong blinked, his eyes focused on an empty spot in the sky.

After a while, he said softly: "Shen Qingyi, if she likes you."

"If she likes me," Shen Qing translated herself mockingly, her eyes softened by three points: "I will die with her when I die."

Qiao Zong laughed: "It's so perverted."

"..." Shen Qing glanced at him, and replied unceremoniously: "You may not be better than me."

"No." Qiao Zong smiled again, but his smile was not very warm: "I am much better than you, I will not delay other girls."

"Really." Shen Qing translated Liangliang.

Qiao Zong raised his eyebrows, "Of course."

Shen Qingyi twitched the corner of her mouth, her voice was a little low, and she leaned into Qiao Zong's ear: "I thought you would drag her to death."

Qiao Zong's expression stiffened for a moment.

He quickly closed his eyebrows and smiled in his eyes: "I won't."

Shen Qing's translation is very polite: "You lie to the ghost."

On Saturday, Shen Xizhi had the happiest birthday in her life.

Her first love only lasted for less than half a month before it ended.

She almost threw away her dignity and went to ask Qiao Zong.

But Qiao Zong is too scumbag.

He was completely unmoved, and even more so, in Qiao Zong's eyes, her likes might be worthless.

On Saturday night, the guests downstairs were dressed up, talking and laughing.

Shen Xizhi went upstairs less than eight o'clock. She shut herself in the room, held her mobile phone, and stared at [Qiao Meiren] in the contact list.

She stared at her eyes sore.

In fact, she cried when Qiao Zong left yesterday, and has not shed any more tears since then.

It's not worth it to shed tears for a scumbag.

Shen Xizhi didn't tell anyone about her loss of love, nor did Zhang Qi.

Who didn't love a few scumbags when he was young?

She was spoiled by her parents since she was a child and grew up. She has hardly suffered any hardships, and she has never stumbled on anything.

At the age of seventeen, he was planted on Qiao Zong, and being scumbed by Qiao Zong seemed to make sense.

No one's life is smooth sailing.

Shen Xizhi rubbed the corners of her eyes and blocked all Qiao Zong's contact information.

She got up, stood in front of the closet, and stretched out her hand to open the door.

Bend down and find the trench coat that was placed in the corner before.

At that time, what kind of mood was she holding this dress in?

It seems that I need to collect something about Qiao Zong.

She is like an idiot, fascinated by him, and even wants to subvert her own situation for the Qiao beauty in her heart.

Shen Xizhi took out the windbreaker and held it in his hand, which was an eyesore.

She threw the windbreaker into the trash can and glanced at her hand again. She pursed her lips, walked to the bathroom silently, squeezed the hand sanitizer, and washed her fingers one by one.

She washed for a long time, the cold water slid from the palm to the fingertips, her finger bones were a bit cold, and the fingertips were white.

Shen Xizhi turned off the faucet and wiped her hands dry with a towel.

When I looked up, I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror.

Because I cried yesterday, my eyelids were a little swollen, and the corners of my eyes were a little red. She moved her gaze down and fell on her lips.

Thinking of this lip being kissed by Qiao scumbag, Shen Xizhi felt sick.

She squeezed toothpaste and started brushing her teeth.

After that, I filled a bathtub full of water and washed myself.

Wash away all traces left by Qiao Zhannan.

Shen Xizhi will not forget this person, she will learn not to care about him.

She is not a girl who can't live without love.

Just because I like Qiao Zong too much.

I like it, I added 18 layers of filters, and imagined him as the most dazzling existence in my life.

Now that the filter was broken, she suddenly felt that Qiao Zong was not so good.

It's just a scumbag with a glib tongue.

His only advantage is that he has a very good skin.

Since she was a child, her parents have given her a good education, and Shen Xizhi let it go and let it go calmly. After making a decision, she will not look back.

On Monday morning, Shen Xizhi went back to school.

She adjusted her mentality at home and promised her parents that she would never have any trouble with Qiao Zong again.

Shen Xizhi dressed up carefully.

In October Autumn, she wore a light blue long-sleeved T-shirt with puff sleeves at the cuffs. The T-shirt was a bit short, showing a small waist. Below is a pair of white tights, wrapped in a pair of long and straight legs.

On his feet are a pair of small black leather shoes.

She was pulling a suitcase, her hair dangled, and her lips were light-colored lipstick, white and red.

Turning heads is extremely high when walking on the road.

Several boys who didn't know came forward and asked her for contact information.

At first several Shen Xizhi would refuse, but when they walked to the bridge, a tall and thin boy stopped her: "Classmate, do you want to help?"

Shen Xizhi raised his eyes.

The morning sun is soft and faint, and the boy in front of him is dressed in black sportswear and has a pair of peach eyes, and his smile is brighter than the sun.

Shen Xizhi stared at him for a few seconds before nodding: "Yes."

The boy scratched his head and went forward to pull her suitcase, smiling shyly.

Shen Xizhi released her hand and did not take the initiative to speak.

The boy asked: "Classmate, how old are you?"

"Freshman." Shen Xizhi tilted her head and revealed a sweet smile: "Where are you?"

The boy was dazzled by the smile, his expression was a little unnatural, and he lowered his head in a panic: "Sophomore."

"Good senior." Shen Xizhi called him with eyes bent.

The boys escorted her to the dormitory downstairs.

Before leaving, the boy asked: "School girl, can you give me a contact method?"

Shen Xizhi's gaze fell on his eyes again, then smiled, and took out his mobile phone: "Okay."

The boy introduced himself immediately: "My name is Lu Ningsheng, how about you, a school girl?"

Shen Xizhi casually said, "Xizhi."

Her voice was very soft and clear, and it sounded like a piece of candy in her ears.

The boy was startled: "Huh?"

"Shen Xizhi." Shen Xizhi said, "Just call me Xizhi."

Lu Ningsheng gave himself a chance and asked, "Xi Zhi, should I help you get your dormitory?"

"No need." Shen Xizhi took her suitcase and smiled politely: "Thank you."

After she left, Lu Ningsheng didn't come back for a long time.

The sweet smile of the elementary school girl kept flashing in his mind, as well as the white and thin waist under the T-shirt.

Shen Xizhi climbed the stairs with a suitcase, and when he arrived at the dormitory, all three roommates were there.

After saying hello, Shen Xizhi saw the red skirt lying in the corner.

She threw it into the trash can with no expression on her face, and began to pack her things.

Su Qiang asked, "Xi Zhi, who was that boy just now?"

"I know, I know!" Zheng Peipei said, "The student's union is called Lu Ningsheng, he's an old man, isn't he?"

Liu Lilu interrupted: "The last time I entered the student union, he was the one who interviewed me!"

"He also has a very good personality, a bit shy." Zheng Peipei added.

"You look so handsome when you smile!" Su Qiang cupped her face, "Xi Zhi, does that Lu or something like you?"

Shen Xizhi took a while as she tidied up her clothes, lowered her eyes, and said softly, "Maybe."

Many boys have liked her since she was a child.

She likes Qiao Zong for so long, so humble for him.

I almost forgot, it turned out that once, as long as one of her smiles, there would be boys saddling her.

Instead of just giving her one sentence like Qiao Zong, I can't like you.

Lu Ningsheng often sends messages to Shen Xizhi.

Ask her if she is free, how about going out for a meal.

Shen Xizhi refused every time.

Until Thursday afternoon, Lu Ningsheng blocked her in the corridor.

The boy's face was flushed, and he asked shyly and shyly: "School girl, can you go out with me for a meal?"

Shen Xizhi curled up her long hair, and replied lazily, "No."

"Me and our department also go." Lu Ningsheng said, "It's not alone."

The roommate yelled at one side, "Xi Zhi, why don't you go? Senior Lu is also kind!"

Shen Xizhi tilted her head, glanced over the boy's peachy eyes, hesitated for three seconds, "Okay."

The place to eat is set at a hotel near the school.

The private room called by the classmates, Shen Xizhi wanted to go to the bathroom halfway through the meal. She got up and walked out. Lu Ningsheng immediately asked, "Where are the school girls going?"

"Toilet." Shen Xizhi smiled slightly.

Lu Ningsheng's face flushed again.

After Shen Xizhi left, the classmates in the private room began to tease Lu Ningsheng.

A boy said, "Old Lu, can you do it? My little sister just looks interesting to you."

Another boy answered, "You don't chase, you don't chase me, the little sister is too upright, I can't love it!"

"Be bolder, brother! If you like it, just confess to chase it."

"Look at how your face is blushing. If you still say you don't like it, you are deceiving us as pigs!"

"..."

Lu Ningsheng lowered his head, pretending to be playing with a mobile phone, and replied vaguely: "Yeah, you are all right."

He looked at the screen, but his heart was itchy.

That kind of desire to confess is becoming stronger and stronger.

Lu Ningsheng put away the phone abruptly and stood up.

The classmates looked at him one after another.

Lu Ningsheng said with a cold face: "The bathroom."

The classmates started booing.

"Understand."

"We all understand!"

"Senior Lu, come on!"

Lu Ningsheng: "..."

When I went out, I happened to ran into Shen Xizhi who came out of the bathroom.

Lu Ningsheng noticed a man in a black shirt standing in the corridor. The man lowered his head, playing with his mobile phone casually, with a lazy attitude.

When Shen Xizhi passed by the person, her eyes became cold.

The man didn't even move his figure.

Lu Ningsheng coughed, "Xi Zhi."

"Huh?" Shen Xizhi curled her lips when she saw him.

"I have something..." Lu Ningsheng said, "I want to tell you."

"what?"

"I like you!" Lu Ningsheng summoned up the courage to say.

Shen Xizhi squinted her eyes, her expression unchanged.

Instead, behind her, the man leaning on the corridor turned around.

That is a very beautiful man.

It's not an exaggeration to say that a confidante is a disaster.

The black shirt dyed his eyebrows and eyes cold and gorgeous, but his expression was alienated, and his eyes were dark when he looked at them.

Shen Xizhi's fingers hooked a strand of hair, and her eyes rolled, as if thinking.

Lu Ningsheng noticed that the man's eyes were getting colder.

He asked cautiously: "School girl, can and can I... chase you?"

"Pursue?" Shen Xizhi raised her eyebrows, her eyes flashing like a sly little fox.

"Yeah!" Lu Ningsheng's heart was pounding: "I fell in love with you at first sight! I know that you are a good school girl and there are many suitors, but I will definitely impress you!"

Shen Xizhi put down the strand of hair on her fingertips, tilted her head, and looked back at the man.

Then, she turned her head and responded with a smile: "Okay."

In Lu Ningsheng's gaze, the man raised his hand and tore off the first button on the collar of his shirt, his eyes cold.