The Little Fairy Who Was Reborn As a School Grass Boss

Qin Junnian seemed to follow the woman uncontrollably.

The rain was pouring down, soaking the woman's clothes.

Her hair was soaking wet.

She didn't seem to feel it at all.

She just walked in the rain without thinking about taking shelter from the rain.

Her back is a little thin, but she looks so stubborn.

And her legs seemed to be injured, but she still insisted on walking forward.

What a stubborn woman.

Qin Junnian looked at her and felt a little distressed for some reason.

He couldn't help but want to get close to her, to help her, to save her.

I want to dispel the chill around her.

Qin Junnian didn't know that the scene of the last life slowly emerged in front of his eyes.

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rainy weather

Song Xiyue just had a fight with someone and won, but she was also injured and her legs hurt a little.

He walked with a limp.

But she seemed to be numb, and she didn't seem to feel the pain in her legs.

In fact, the pain was nothing to her.

He was kicked out by the Song family at first and was homeless. At that time, he was beaten, and his whole body was injured and his bones were broken.

It was very painful at that time, but after fighting more often, she didn't feel the pain anymore.

She joined a gang and learned to fight in order to survive.

She has no home, and no one will pity her and sympathize with her.

Even she herself would not pity herself.

She has no regard for life.

She felt that her own life and death did not matter.

Because the world is so big, she doesn't know where her home is.

On a rainy day, she even thought, if she went like this, would she be relieved.

But it's just a thought, Song Xiyue is still alive.

Live well.

She can't be seen as a joke.

But when she was walking, her legs hurt too much. At an intersection, there was a stone, because the light was too dark, Song Xiyue didn't see it.

So she stumbled directly to the ground.

She groaned in pain.

She tried to stand up, but her legs hurt.

She wanted to take a break, and she could stand up after a break.

She was used to relying on herself for everything.

Because after so much, Song Xiyue understands that it is useless to rely on anyone, she can only rely on herself.

Even her own relatives could drive her out of the family, regardless of her life or death.

She asked strangers to help her, and others would only laugh at her.

The world is indifferent.

Because Song Xiyue's heart was cold, she felt that the world was indifferent.

But she doesn't care, she feels that a day is a day.

But slowly, she heard light footsteps.

The sound of footsteps in the rain seemed nice.

Then she slowly raised her head and saw a figure.

It was a man with a black umbrella.

He was tall and tall, wearing a white sports suit, even his shoes were white.

He has a clean and dusty aura all over him, which is incompatible with the dark aura.

When he walked in front of Song Xiyue and raised his umbrella, Song Xiyue saw what he looked like.

What kind of face was that, Song Xiyue just thought it was too good-looking and hit her eyes.

His face was so perfect and delicate.

It's like someone who doesn't belong to this world.

At that moment, Song Xiyue thought she saw the elves at night.

The man squatted down slowly and said to her Qingrun: "Are you okay? Do you need help?"

The men's voices are so nice, magnetic and warm, as if they can heal the wounds of people's hearts.