President Ba’s Little Rose

Shen Xizhi's breathing paused, and his brain went blank for a moment. It seems difficult to separate energy and think about what Qiao Zong said just now.

What does it mean that he will die at any time?

What is it that you should not make decisions for her?

And what does it mean to be afraid of her being sad?

Obviously these words are not complicated, they are combined, but it is difficult for Shen Xizhi to understand.

Or in other words, she didn't want to understand.

She reached out to pull the car door, and Qiao Zong's head leaned over as soon as she held the handle with her palm. His body was suspended in the air, and his head was gently placed on her shoulder.

"Xi Zhi, do you like me?" Qiao Zong's finger touched her cheek.

The man's fingertips were cold in the night, and his palm was slightly scorching temperature. His fingertips slid down her cheeks and stopped at the tip of her chin.

Shen Xizhi did not hide, her thoughts were stagnant, and the palm of her hand was also released.

The tip of the chin was lifted by Qiao Zong, and Shen Xizhi lifted her face slightly, Qiao Zong's cheek was pressed against her, touching her cheek affectionately.

This is a slightly dependent posture.

Shen Xizhi slowly retracted her hand, and subconsciously touched the ring box on her leg.

The box has not been closed yet.

Qiao Zong moved one step faster than her and took the lead in taking the ring out of the box. He loosened her chin with his fingertips, held the ring in his left hand, and pulled her hand with his right.

"Qiao Zong." Shen Xizhi lowered her eyes, her thoughts complicated.

The man is lowering his head, holding her right hand on the palm, and pressing her thumb on her ring finger.

When the cold touch of the ring touched the fingertips, Shen Xizhi's fingers shrank inward.

Qiao Zong immediately noticed that, raising his head, his eyes narrowed, the corners of his lips curled up, and he asked softly: "I don't want to?"

"Should I be willing?" Shen Xizhi asked back.

Qiao Zong fixedly looked at her.

The little girl is like a rose with thorns, inaccessible.

The light in the car was very dim, and the upper half of Shen Xizhi's face was covered by shadows, revealing his chin and red lips.

At this moment, the lips were closed together, and the tone seemed sweet and angry, but there was a deep ridicule: "You are capricious, can I still trust you? Qiao Zong, do you think I am stupid, or do you think you are very charming? Big, do I have to do you?"

Qiao Zong didn't answer, his brows were tightened, and he stubbornly circled her fingertips with the ring, trying to push it up.

"enough!"

Shen Xizhi withdrew her hand and said sharply.

Qiao Zong was taken aback, raised his eyes to look at her.

When he first saw him, he felt that this little girl was flamboyant and gorgeous, but when he got along, he found that her character was very soft and sweet, like a stripped rose.

Beautiful but delicate and pitiful.

However, at this moment, Qiao Zong saw disgust on her face.

The little girl who used to always cling to him began to resent him.

Qiao Zong's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and when he opened his mouth, his voice became hoarse: "Xi Zhi, let me explain."

"Explanation?" Shen Xizhi sneered.

"I was just afraid of you that day..."

"Of course I know." Shen Xizhi interrupted him calmly, "Qiao Zong, I'm not a fool."

Qiao Zong was startled.

Shen Xizhi raised her finger, teased the broken hair in her ear, turned her face, bend her lips, and asked, "Are you going to die?"

Qiao Zong pursed his lips, his peach blossom eyes were very cold and pale, dark and dull.

"When will you die?" Shen Xizhi tilted her head, tilted her head, blinked, and asked, "Brother, do you want me to take you on the road personally?"

When she said this, her eyes were simple and ignorant, and she looked innocent.

Even the voice is clear and sweet.

I never thought that the little girl had such a side, indifferent and sensible, like a cold-bladed knife.

Joe was dumb.

Shen Xizhi still tilted her head to look at him, her sweet and greasy voice, as if she was just curious, and asked, "How would you like to die, brother?"

"Zhizhi." Qiao Zong pinched the ring tightly with his fingers. He didn't know what to say, so he had to call her name.

Shen Xizhi laughed.

"Qiao Zong, I really think you are a scumbag." She said, "You have been playing with my feelings from start to finish. But if you want to be a scumbag, why not just scumbag to the end? Turn around and tell I, you are going to die, give me the right to choose, what is this?"

Qiao Zong couldn't answer, looked at her sadly, and said, "No."

Shen Xizhi raised her hand and unfastened her seat belt. She raised her left leg and put it on her right knee, leaning back, lying on the back of the chair.

"My classmate asked me what I regretted last time." Shen Xizhi touched his chin in a light tone: "I said I loved a scumbag before, but I won't be anymore."

A painful look appeared on Qiao Zong's face, he frowned, his mouth opened and closed.

It's rare to have this feeling of being completely unable to control the situation.

Shen Xizhi pressed the button with her fingertips and lowered the car window.

The girl's voice sounded sad and desolate in this lonely night.

She said: "Qiao Zong, since I was little, I have got the best. I went to the best school, wore the best dress, ate the best food, rode in the best car, and received the best birthday gifts. the best."

Qiao Zong closed his eyes in silence, his eyelashes trembled for a long time, and he couldn't say a word.

Shen Mingxuan's palm jewel is of course the best he got since he was a child.

"What I have and what I get is the best. Therefore, my requirements for love are also, and I want the best." Shen Xizhi said, "I can't tolerate a grain of sand in my eyes."

"Zhizhi, I will try my best to..."

Qiao Zong's words were interrupted by her again.

The girl looked at the dark night outside the window, lightly tapping her fingernails on her face, occasionally pressing out a small nest. She calmly said: "The love I want is desperate and lonely. That person can abandon the whole world for me. Instead of being as cowardly as you."

As she said, she glanced at Qiao Zong.

The little girl's nose overflowed with a soft snort, as if she felt absurd and funny.

She asked: "You gave up on me so easily. Where did you get the courage to think that I would marry you? Am I lacking someone to marry, or is I lacking love? Fuck you, and then you sue me, you can’t like me. You taught me a lesson, I hate you and I am grateful to you."

Hearing the word hate, Qiao Zong's pupils suddenly shrank sharply.

The little girl had a strand of hair wrapped around her slender fingertips, her eyes drooping, and she lazily said, "Your regrets and your feelings are not rare for me."

Qiao Zong froze, and the ring in his hand slipped from his palm.

The ring is too small and there is no sound when it falls. Qiao Zong didn't even see where the ring had fallen.

However, Shen Xizhi accurately pinched the small platinum ring from the seat.

The ring is very beautiful, and the diamond still shimmers in the dim light. Shen Xizhi actually thought about it leisurely, such a ring, worn on the finger, must be pleasing to the eye.

Qiao Zong is very scumbag, but has a good vision.

Shen Xizhi smiled slightly, held the ring in front of Qiao Zong's stunned gaze, and looked at it for a while.

She smiled sweetly and praised: "It's pretty pretty, thank you brother for choosing the ring for me."

Qiao Zong heard the words, and his tight lip line loosened loosely: "If you like it--"

But at the next moment, I saw the girl throw the ring out of the car window in a rather casual manner.

His mouth just opened, and his eyes were straight, staring at the girl's empty fingers.

Shen Xizhi curled up her long hair, turned her face, and turned her frivolous gaze around Qiao Zong's body.

She stretched out her hand, smiled at the corner of her lips, and patted Qiao Zong's face with her palm. She said, "Look, your feelings are like that ring to me, worthless."

There was no sound when her palm hit the man's face, and Qiao Zong gritted his teeth in her voice.

Shen Xizhi rolled his eyes and said contemptuously: "What does it mean to not like me? Isn't the subtext that you don't like me enough? You are dying, are you afraid that I will be sad? If that's the case, why bother to provoke me in the first place."

The blue veins in front of Qiao Zong's forehead jumped, his eyes fixed on the girl's red lips with forbearance.

Then I heard the girl ask: "You provoke me, you have to be responsible to me to the end. You gave me up halfway, broke my heart, but you want me to turn back and stay with someone who is about to die at any time? ?"

Under the girl's strong attitude, Qiao Zong's back became stiff, and even his anger seemed to become weak.

"I'm only 18 years old this year, and you are already 28. Why do I waste my great youth?" Shen Xizhi thought for a while, thinking: "You scumbag, no? It's worth my thoughts. If I liked you before, I will treat it as feeding the dog."

Qiao Zong squeezed his fist, his teeth trembled, his eyes gloomy: "Shen Xizhi, do you know what you are talking about?"

"I know." Shen Xizhi nodded indifferently, and said softly: "However, I think I was wrong just now. Brother, I think it's better to be bitten by a dog than to like you and come here. You Not firm enough for me, not sincere, not brave enough, these few things are enough for me to not want you."

Qiao Zongkong swallowed his throat, his heart seemed to be held tightly by a hand, unable to breathe. His scalp was tight and his breathing was heavy, suppressing the fire in his heart firmly.

"Don't come to me in the future." Shen Xizhi patted him on the head, eyebrows curled up: "Brother, I am serious about feelings, I will not play. If you bother me next time, I will Tell my dad, let my dad kill you, you know?"

As soon as her voice fell, Qiao Zong's wrist was clamped.

The man's palm pinched her slender wrist, his five fingers pressed hard, as if he was about to break her wrist.

Shen Xizhi's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she raised her eyes to look at him.

The man's eyes were dark, the corners of his eyebrows seemed to be quenched, his expression was full of melancholy.

Shen Xizhi's heart beat fiercely.

The next moment.

Joe leaned forward and pressed up, his lips were a little anxious to kiss her, biting her lower lip.

Shen Xizhi was disgusting, and her unclamped wrist moved.

There was a crisp sound.

A slap hit Qiao Zong's face.

Qiao Zong stepped back in disbelief, and it took a long time for him to come back to his senses.