Ye Luoli: After rebirth, I was forced to clear my name

“...... I'm sorry. Wang Mo's thin body trembled slightly, her short hair was a little messy, and she didn't even tie her usual little braids, which showed how fiercely she struggled last night.

After holding it for a long time, just one sentence

? Now everyone felt that something was wrong, could it really be that Wang Mo had done something sorry

for Wen Qian? They looked up and saw that the wound on Wen Qian's face was hanging brightly, adding a bit of sassy momentum, still indifferent and bright. But Wang Mo cowered, and from last night to today, he only said the three words "I'm sorry".

In such a comparison, no matter how much everyone believes Wang Mo, they can't say anything for her.

Everyone looked at Wang Mo silently.

Unexpectedly, Wen Qianwaner: "Okay, you guys can play, I'm still in class." "

Gone.

Before they could stop her, they saw that she had gone away, and the ponytail that was tied up high behind her was flying, still beautiful and indifferent, not affected by the wound on her face at all.

It wasn't until they arrived in the classroom that the others were a little surprised when they saw Wen Qian's appearance, but in view of Wen Qian's recent grades and style, no one dared to ask what happened to this sister.

The one with good grades is my sister.

In fact, they all privately suspected that Wen Qian was going to beat others. I'm worried that if I go up, I'll be beaten by this sister immediately.

Okay, it's an exaggeration, but it's pretty much the same. Wen Qian didn't expect these people to be so brain-replenishing, but she was happy to be quiet.

But there is such a person, he dares.

When Wen Qian calmly entered the classroom and sat back in his place, Ye Jia was sitting bored in his position and turning his pen, his five fingers flying carelessly, and when he saw Wen Qian coming, he looked up with a smile.

"Hey, you..."

When he saw her face, Ye Jia's face seemed to sink for a moment.

"What's wrong?" Wen

Qian felt that his tone was not normal, but when she looked over, Ye Jia's face was still the usual look of underbeating.

I guess I was mistaken. Wen Qian thought to herself.

She replied lightly: "I accidentally scratched it." "

Can you scrape such a big hole?" Ye Jia exaggerated, "Are you poor who went up the mountain to chop wood and then were cut by an ax?"

Wen Qian: "..."It's really an axe.

"What's your business. Wen Qian impatiently threw the pen on Ye Jia's desk, "Write your homework." "

Does Ye Jia look like a person who loves to do homework?

Of course not.

But he actually took out a physics problem from the table, sighed, and began to brush the questions slowly.

Wen Qian did her own thing, and neither of them spoke to anyone.

During recess, Wen Qian got up and was about to fetch water, but suddenly saw Ye Jia's posture of holding the pen a little unnatural.

His fingers seemed to be a little inflexible, but before Wen Qian could take a closer look, Ye Jia quietly blocked his hand.

"You go and get the water, just help me get it by the way." "

You don't have long hands," Wen Qian sneered, but still reached out and took his water glass.

Ye Jia handed her the cup with his left hand. The right hand is in his pocket.

Wen Qian walked to the back of the classroom, and the scenes after the acquaintance quickly flashed in her mind.

From when she was arguing with others, she inexplicably appeared to help her speak, played ball with Jianpeng for her, ate, climbed mountains, rode home, and so on.

In fact, Ye Jia had a secret, she felt it early on, but she kept selectively ignoring it and didn't study the flaws in him in detail, so it dragged on for so long.

She began to think about her abnormal mental exhaustion after she had appeared to help her so many times inexplicably, and after returning from the mountain with Ye Jia, as well as the aura of Ye Jia's body.

All of this is evidence of his problems.

Thinking of so many terrible dreams, she suddenly had a terrible guess in her heart.

She walked back with the cup, and on the way, Xu Xinyue deliberately bumped into her, and Wen Qian ignored her.

But

she didn't seem to see it, and handed the glass back to Ye Jia as if nothing happened, and he politely said thank you.

Wen Qian pretended to be normal, the two of them were still noisy, Ye Jia still didn't look like a proper shape, in Wen Qian's opinion, he was far more than that.

It wasn't until a certain moment that Ye Jia stood up, and the hand that had been in his pocket was unintentionally exposed, and Wen Qian saw it completely clearly.

On his right hand, there is a visible burn scar, which appears to be a recent injury.

And that night, in her dream, she also left such a scar on the mysterious man's body.

She

couldn't tell if she was shocked or disappointed, but the person who had been threatening her life was suddenly close at hand, he had already come to her, and he could even take her life at any time.

Too careless.

She looked calm, but in fact, her heart was already turbulent.

The high-rise of emotions almost overturned.

Wen Qian didn't say a word, she couldn't expose Ye Jia's identity here, because she didn't have the slightest chance of winning against Ye Jia.

Ye Jia still sat in place, sometimes joking with her.

Wen Qian also smiled and responded, and it wasn't until after school that she packed up her things and left, never feeling that the day was so long.

She walked towards the school gate, but Wang Mo suddenly stopped her.

Wang Mo was a little stubborn and asked Wen Qian to listen to her, and she plucked up her courage: "Yesterday... I, I'm a little abnormal to do those things, but I—

" "But you didn't mean to?" Wen Qian could guess what her next sentence would be with her eyes closed.

So he simply stopped her: "I don't have time to listen to you talk about this nonsense, if you really feel guilty, do something for me, tell Jin Litong, and let him be careful." "

Be careful of what?" Wang Mo was stunned.

"You tell him and he'll know. Wen Qian threw down a sentence, and then left in a hurry, Wang Mo could only see her departing back, she was confused.

What does Prince Jin know?

Just as her back was getting farther and farther away, Ye Jia was still wearing the black T-shirt, with her hands in her pockets, looking at her back with an unpredictable expression.

He threw the lollipop stick away, and clucked the sugar in his mouth, and the sweet and greasy taste spread in his mouth.

"What's the use?" After

Wen Qian got home, Fei Lian and Yao Zhen didn't know where they went, she sat in the room and thought for a while, her fingers flicked, and a golden light rune came out of the window.

Wen Qian fell asleep thinking about it, and by the time she woke up, it was completely dark.

The room was dark, and there was a deathly silence throughout the room, and the two men hadn't returned yet.

She got up a little dazed and went to turn on the light, she didn't know how long she had been asleep, fumbling with the light switch by the only bit of moonlight.

"The light is on your right. A Qingyue voice reached her ears, and Wen Qian was stunned and turned back slowly.

By the window in the moonlight, sat a handsome young man, covered with a black cloak, revealing only a pale and handsome face, and black hair as black as the deep night.

And the sharp teeth that show in the moonlight.