Rescue the Paranoid Villain Boss

Only half an hour before closing the school gate, Song Zhiming finally left the classroom with Dun Sisi by the waist. The sky was dim and the lights were not turned on, so they did not find the thin figure squatting at the back door.

Jiang Zhiyi straightened up until their figures were completely far away, her legs and feet numb, and she slowly walked into the classroom by holding on to the wall.

There was a heavy and choking smell of smoke lingering in the back of the classroom. Jiang Zhiyi was coughed twice. The dim light on the playground outside the window fell on the tabletop, and the soot falling from Shi Qingyue's table could be clearly seen.

Shi Qingyue is the most obsessed with cleanliness, and he is lonely and cold. If he knows it, he will definitely be angry.

The girl rolled up her sleeves and gently wiped the table top, and then took the toilet paper to wet her and carefully wiped her place spotlessly, until her wrists turned red.

How could these bugs in the sewers get close to Shiqingyi? Just thinking of them scolding her behind her back just now, there seemed to be a fire burning in her heart.

"Isn’t it just relying on how many bad money you have at home? Everyone is really like everyone trying to cheat her. As far as I can see, some people can’t change their nature even if they suddenly become rich and rich every day. What good things can there be if you mess with those people..."

Jiang Zhiyi closed his eyes, and his long, curled eyelashes trembled slightly, covering the biting chill of the clear eyes.

She wiped the table almost magically, until there was no more smoke lingering, and finally stopped. The wet tissue wetted her sleeves, winding down her hand bone drop by drop, and she approached again. After sniffing, I made sure that there was no longer a hint of smoke and perfume before dropping the tissue.

The corridor outside the classroom was the bathroom. She went to wash her hands and rubbed the backs of her hands and palms vigorously until her palms became red and hot, and she turned off the faucet until she could not smell any more smoke.

When he left the classroom, he stopped, and the dim halo half-dark covered many unspeakable possessions and prying eyes.

After stopping for a while, she couldn't help but walked back, thumping in her heart, and reached out her hand accurately to pull out the draft of Shi Qingyue's folder in the book.

For fear that the water stains on her hands might get Shi Qingyue's notebook, she carefully wiped her hands clean before opening it carefully. Through the blurry light, she could only see an outline, but when she opened the first side, the girl's fingers suddenly paused. live.

There are no drafts in the draft, but rather serious paintings.

The picture is a girl who pretends to be pensive but turns her secretly. She just draws the outline with a hook line pen, but her expression is realistic, perhaps just a close-by description——

Her hands began to tremble slightly, and her heart almost jumped out of her chest, turning back almost in a panic. Every page was full of drawings, and the protagonist was the same person.

The girls on the playground waiting alone in their school uniforms, the girls walking in the sunset with their heads down, and the girls doing their homework seriously, all of them are the same person.

——Someone she knows no better.

Suddenly a small flash of light from a flashlight came in outside the window, and when the door was closed, the security guard began to patrol the empty teaching building.

Jiang Zhiyi suddenly closed his eyes, hurriedly closed the draft book, ran out of the back door just before the lock of the teaching building, and stumbled all the way out.

At the beginning, I still walked, but later it got faster and faster. The wind seemed to be blowing under my feet. The cool wind in early autumn blew on my face, but I could only feel the temperature of the hot cheeks.

Something was beating her heart, beating her thin flesh, filled her chest with great joy, and even her breathing seemed to be sweet.

She still didn't catch up. The school door was locked, and a small light was lit in the security office. If she stayed in the school for too long, she would be sent to the Academic Affairs Office, and she would be punished.

Even if the teacher showed mercy and refused to punish him, he would definitely call the parents. Thinking of the drunkard, Jiang Zhiyi bit his lip subconsciously, and finally turned around to the wall next to him.

The school wall of No. 3 Middle School is only one and a half people high, and there are lush camphor trees planted around them. These trees are also decades old. The branches are neatly trimmed and it is not difficult to climb up. Often people skip classes and run out from here. of.

As a three-good student, Jiang Zhiyi has not climbed this wall, but he has secretly watched Shi Qingyi over the wall and went out to play countless times.

She calmly hung her schoolbag on the branch first, and then stepped on the stump to climb up, looking for her memory, and then looked down when she finally climbed the wall.

There was no camphor tree on the other side of the wall as a buffer. It was almost two meters high. At most, she would be injured and could not die if she jumped down. She quickly adjusted to the stall where she was about to jump down. A person walked out of the shadows.

Shi Qingyue couldn't wait for a long time. He heard the sound of the school gate being pulled and closed. Jiang Zhiyi was trapped inside. He thought of this for the first time. He came over and saw the little pitiful hanging on the wall.

Jiang Zhiyi, who was just about to jump straight down, changed his expression instantly when he saw Shi Qingyue, holding on to the wall and looking at her with such innocent and clean eyes that made people feel weak.

——Even if I knew it was not necessarily true, I was still deceived.

The blond girl stretched out her hand helplessly, and her voice was unreasonably gentle: "Come down, I'll follow you."

"Hey, over there, what are you doing?" It seemed that there was something wrong here. The security flashlight dangled and people started running towards the courtyard wall. Jiang Zhiyi, who was dazzling the flashlight, turned white before his eyes and turned his head subconsciously. .

"Quickly come down." Shi Qingyue stretched out his hand, watching the security guard get closer and closer.

Jiang Zhiyi closed his eyes and let go, after a long time, he fell into a soft embrace.

Countless times in her life, she thought of jumping from a height to end her life, but never really jumped down without any scruples. That was the first time she completely believed in a person, and that person caught it steadily. she.

When the security guards chased him, only the back of Juechen could be seen. The blonde girl rode a bike and quickly fled the scene crookedly.

The brunette girl behind her arms tightly around her waist, for fear that she would be thrown off.

"See if you dare to stay that long in the future."

"Something has fallen." Jiang Zhiyi defended in a low voice, and fearing to upset her, he quickly promised: "I won't dare anymore... Are you, are you waiting for me?"

"Who is waiting for you?" The blonde girl's back stiffened for a moment, and she turned her head away even if she was unreasonable. "I just happened to be late."

"Yeah." Jiang Zhiyi spoke softly to her meaning, but unconsciously tightened his arms around her waist.

If it were before, she might have doubts, but now she saw those paintings--

Joy filled her heart like boiling water, and her inner joy was like a huge candy that was about to swell to crack. The smell of Shi Qingyue's body was very good. If there is a seemingly non-scent lingering on the tip of the nose, even in summer. It still smells good.

She sniffed quietly, remembering the smell.

Shi Qingyue seemed to snorted slightly, and it took a long time for one hand to pass a candy over. She grasped the direction with one hand and made Jiang Zhiyi a little scared. She hugged her waist and whispered in her ear: "Be careful, OK? ?"

The bad girl kept her face away, the girl's warm nose fell on her neck, causing a slight itching, and then she didn't let go of her hand all the way.

She took Jiang Zhiyi home all the way. Jiang Zhiyi watched her slowly leave when she left at the intersection. The girl was wearing a white skirt today, and the corners of the skirt were flying in the wind without staining the dust.

Jiang Zhiyi's heart was once soft and not knowing what to do. He gently held the necklace in his heart, but his eyes were quiet and paranoid gentle.

She is actually used to some things. Anyway, she has been here for so many years, right? As long as you endure it by yourself, forbearance will pass, but why do you want to be so right?

Scolded her for being gay, said she was disgusting, flicked soot in her place, isolated her, and even smashed the necklace her family gave her—

It doesn't matter how you scold yourself, but why do you treat Shi Qingyue like this? Is it just because she pulled herself up from the mud, so she is unforgivable?

Step by step, she walked back slowly against the setting sun, holding a candy full of dangdang in her arms. She tore off the sugar paper and cherished one and fed one into her mouth.

It's really sweet, just like the girl she likes, she should live without suffering for a lifetime, and be held in the palm of her hand, no matter how much malice and hatred, at least, she shouldn't come to her of.

The sound of beating, scolding, and the crying of women, the sound of things being broken, and the sound of cursing, could be heard from the small shed far away. Jiang Zhiyi held his schoolbag and waited quietly in the alley for a long time. Eating sweets one by one, so sweet that the teeth hurt, I still want to continue eating.

It took a long time for the sound to fade away before he took out a small bottle of white pills.

She closed her eyes wearily, this, it should have quieted him for a while.

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The physical education class in the senior year is once a week. Every time is precious and very precious. It is rare that most boys gather on the playground to play basketball when it rains, while the girls sit together under the tree in twos and threes. There are many people on the playground. I found a few people who disappeared silently.

In the woods outside the teaching building, the class leader Song Zhiming, who was just playing basketball outside, went to the teaching building alone under the excuse of coming back to change his uniform. Under the lush camphor tree was the long-awaited Dun Sisi.

Although some things are tacit, but falling in love in the third year of high school has always been strictly forbidden. Normally, there are always teachers in the classroom, and it is rare to have time for two to be alone.

Like a dry fire, the two hugged and kissed each other. When the kiss was just over, a basin of cold water was suddenly poured on his head.

"Damn, who the **** did it on purpose?"

Looking up, there were high school classrooms. The unified physical education class was out. No one answered. The large teaching building was silent. Only the sound of the wind was blowing slowly, and the cold person shivered.

In the corridor on the third floor, Jiang Zhiyi put down the bucket he had brought from the bathroom, and poured the whole bucket of mop-washing waste water down with expressionless expression. The sound of pouring water and curses came up together.

She didn't see any fluctuations in her expression, and she was about to leave the scene with a bucket. She just turned around and was stared at the same place, unable to move.

The bucket fell with a bang, and all the remaining drops of water splashed on her arm, cold and cold, and her heart sank suddenly.

——The blond girl leaned on the handrail of the stairs and looked at her quietly.

She felt cold all at once, and it was over.