Reborn Nine Zero Sweetheart Cub

Chapter 440 Revealed! The transfer student is pure on the outside and pure on the inside!

My good brother is not in high spirits tonight and his mood is not quite right.

As the person who played best with Mr. Xiao, Ning Zi quickly noticed.

Although there was nothing strange on the young man's face, the aura exuding from him was colder than before.

It's like building a wall for yourself with indifference, isolating yourself within it, and refusing to allow outsiders to approach.

Every time like this, Ning Zi was helpless.

A similar situation had happened before. He tried to make jokes with the boy as usual, but ended up being a monkey next to him for a long time. In the end, the boy only gave him an emotionless look and a gesture of wiping his neck.

Made.

Playing with autism is so arrogant.

Ning Zi held her hands and looked at the autistic coffin face of the boy at the same table. After a moment, she had an idea.

Same sex repels and opposite sex attracts!

Just because he can't do it, doesn't mean she can't do it!

During the evening self-study class, a small note was thrown on Qiqi's desk.

It was Ningzi who threw it through the window. Seeing her turn around, she even made a gesture of clasping her hands together in begging.

Qiqi opened the note and saw scrawled simple characters on it.

——Xiao Li is on the rooftop, beauty helps!

There were no lights on the rooftop, and the lights of the junior high school teaching building a hundred meters away were reflected in the distance, making the light extremely dim.

Qi Qi walked up the steps to the rooftop. For a moment, her vision was not adjusted. After a while, she saw the figure sitting there with her back against the fence under the low fence on the edge of the rooftop.

"Xiao Li?" Qiqi called out, and ran towards the boy without thinking, "It's dark and windy here, what are you doing here?"

The young man didn't move and said in a calm voice, "Didn't you invite me here?"

Qiqi, "..."

I followed Ning Zi's advice.

He borrowed her name to invite Xiao Li to come up, then turned around and asked her for help.

What are you doing?

"Why, you also have something to ask of me? Hey, tell me, I agree." The same faint voice drifted into Qiqi's ears with the wind.

Qiqi couldn't see the young man's expression at this moment, but quickly caught his strangeness.

Eggy is not happy.

So even his words lacked his unique vitality, and had more indifference and a very secret self-loathing.

The doubts that had just emerged in her mind were immediately thrown out of her mind. Nothing was as important as her balls.

Qiqi groped her way to the young man and sat down next to him, very close to him, with her arms rubbing against each other.

Young man, "Want to die?"

Qiqi smiled, not angry at all, and her voice was crisp and gentle, "I don't want to die. I have a lot of people who hurt me. I must live a long life in this life."

She said, "Xiao Li, when I came to this school, I encountered a lot of little troubles at the beginning. Thank you for showing up to help me out every time. I asked you to come here today to thank you."

The young man conveyed his disbelief with a slight sneer.

Qiqi tilted her head, "Don't you believe it? I can make you wish. As long as it is what you want, I will try my best to help you realize it."

"You?" Xiao Li knew that the little girl was talking nonsense. At this moment, listening to that gentle voice in the dimness, with a warm smile vaguely visible, he surprisingly had a little more patience to play with her in this childish way.

game, "Do you think you are Doraemon?"

"Try it!" the little girl said with a soft and soft voice, which unconsciously sounded coquettish.

Xiao Li lowered his eyes, in the dark night, his dark eyes quietly stared at the beautiful face close at hand.

"Tsk... Then sing a song for me. If I don't like it, you can slip away from the rooftop immediately and don't make any noise here."

Arrogant and domineering! Qiqi’s fingers flicked hard on the young man’s forehead.

There was a thumping sound, accompanied by excruciating pain.

Xiao Li's eyes turned fierce, "Young lady, you're just trying to push the envelope -"

"Okay, don't be angry, I'll sing to you." The girl patted her butt and stood up. She didn't pay attention to his anger at all. She took out the mobile phone she carried with her from her pocket and didn't know what she was messing with.

After a while, the little girl put her phone on the ground, and the picture displayed on the screen was a grand scene of fireworks blooming.

"I'm starting to sing!"

"Please take my song back to your home, please leave your smile..."

The girl's singing voice has no skill, but is soft and gentle. In the cool night of late autumn, it seems to have the magic power to dispel the cold dew.

Fireworks continue to bloom on the mobile phone, reflecting the changes in light and dark on the rooftop.

That beautiful face looks pure and charming under the changing light.

The bright eyes contain the gentle Milky Way.

And he is the only star in those beautiful eyes.

The anger emerging from Xiao Li's body dissipated little by little in the singing and the gentle gaze of the girl.

His hands trembled slightly and slowly clenched into fists.

This scene seems familiar.

This scene also appeared in the weird dreams he had.

A baby with a baby in her arms and small fireworks on the ground. After lighting the fireworks one by one, as the fireworks burned and bloomed, their young voices sang and smiled.

Milkman said, "Happy New Year, Dandan!"

Xiao Li leaned against the fence behind him, his dark eyes fixed on the girl who was singing and dancing.

The same song, the same clumsy movements, the same fireworks at night.

Is it... a coincidence?

Or is "she" just her?

"Did I guess right or wrong?" When the song disappeared, Xiao Lifang came back to his senses and saw the girl's enlarged pretty face in front of him.

She looked at him with wide eyes, her soft lips pursed, and her eyes were full of nervousness waiting for the verdict.

Xiao Li's eyes flickered, and he raised his head and said, "It's not satisfactory. But seeing as you work so hard, you can pass the test."

The girl's eyes suddenly brightened, her pursed lips loosened, and she smiled happily, "Then I can stay with you here!"

"Why did you choose this song?" Xiao Li asked casually, looking at the endless night.

The girl hummed, "Guess!"

"Are you pushing your limits again?"

"I've already passed the test, but you're being mean to me... You don't mean what you say."

"Who stopped talking? No, who hurt you?"

"Come on, do it again, I'll take a picture and show it to you, then you will know who is the murderer!"

"Song Sining! You are so cowardly. You were obviously the one who made the first move. My forehead is still red!"

"Not red..."

"Open the mirror and let me take a look?"

"Really, really not..."

The sound of wind on the rooftop sometimes brought the sound of hunting, and the voices of boys and girls bickering were wrapped in the wind, like whispers.

But the empty and lonely rooftop was less deserted than usual.

At the steps at the entrance to the rooftop, a dark shadow quietly flashed past.

That night, posts related to transfer students appeared again on the campus website. Even when the Yan family's little princess was in the limelight, it still caused a wave of waves.

"Pure on the outside but beautiful on the inside! Revealing the secrets of the outwardly innocent transfer students' secret tricks to seduce others!"

Attached to the post is a video.

At night, on the dimly lit rooftop, a girl in simple sportswear turned on her mobile phone to watch the fireworks in the background, singing, smiling, and dancing.

Opposite him, a young man in white clothes and black trousers leaned quietly against the fence with one leg bent, his dark eyes focused in the night, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

That was something no one had ever seen before, a tenderness rarely shown by young people.

Not long after the post was posted, the comments section was already filled with people.

However, the content of the comments was very different from what the poster had imagined.

(End of chapter)