Rescue Little White Flower

With Zhao's mother's advice and help, Shen Qingwei moved into the school dormitory.

Out of consideration for the identity of the students in the school, the dormitories provided by Jingying Middle School are all double rooms. When Shen Qingwei set up the dormitory, Zhao Xingyue also set up one. At the same time, the two people living on the school became roommates naturally.

Shen Qingwei didn't know this at first, until when she was about to fall asleep, Zhao Xingyue opened the door of the bedroom with a key outside.

It was clear that the curfew was past the time of her return, but Shen Qingwei didn't care about it. She looked at her new roommate, her eyes widened, "Ayue?"

Zhao Xingyue's lips were slightly curved: "Very surprised?"

"Why do you live in school, no, I mean..." She wanted to say something, but the words that came out were a mess. Finally, Shen Qingwei had to admit that she didn't know what to say, some kind of strong The emotions were shocking her because of Zhao Xingyue's appearance.

Zhao Xingyue shrugged, "Just live if you want to live, how can there be so many and why?"

She didn't say how long she had been arguing with Zhao's mother downstairs before she let the other party agree to live on campus.

The injuries suffered during the summer vacation obviously made Zhao’s mother uneasy about her body, but considering what Zhao Xingyue said-living at school is more convenient than at home. Compared with the time spent on the road, she has more time to rest, and she has more time to rest outside. It was messy, especially when Mother Zhao heard Shangguan Junhong gritted his teeth and read Zhao Xingyue's name.

Staying in school and reducing the chance of going out is definitely much safer than walking outside.

The bed was packed, and the things Zhao Xingyue used frequently were neatly arranged in the cabinet. Needless to think about it, the nanny had already packed everything up in advance while she was in class.

Zhao Xingyue rummaged in the cabinet for washing things, and Shen Qingwei stood a little bewildered. "You really want to live in school. Auntie, don't worry?"

Zhao Xingyue stood up and squinted at her, "You don't want me to live on campus?"

"No, no." Shen Qingwei didn't even know where to put her hands. For the previous two days, the two had been living together and sleeping on the same bed. Zhao's mother was pleased with the intimacy of the two girls, Shen Qingwei I also enjoy this feeling of being cared by my mother, but living in Shen's house and living in the same dormitory with Zhao Xingyue bring her completely different feelings.

She couldn't explain the shock in her mind when she saw Zhao Xingyue, just as she didn't know why her heart was suddenly beating under Zhao Xingyue's eyes.

She had just taken a shower, her fair skin was still flushed, and her freshly dried hair was draped on her shoulders refreshingly, messy just right, biting her lip and cautiously, giving people a very bullying look.

Zhao Xingyue's evil taste suddenly came up.

She walked over and raised her chin frivolously, "You don't want me to live in school or live with me, what are you afraid of?" She deliberately breathed in her ear, "Little cute, a bed I'm all asleep, are you afraid of what I will do to you with the two beds?"

Shen Qingwei originally had only slightly red ears. After Zhao Xingyue spit out these words, it looked like iron thrown into a high-temperature furnace, red and hot.

Zhao Xingyue understood the principle of accepting as soon as she saw her, squeezed her face, and before Shen Qingwei recovered, she sneaked into the bathroom.

"I will take a shower first, and there will be no water later."

The bathroom door was closed, and soon there was a sound of running water.

Shen Qingwei looked at the door blankly, and slowly raised her right hand, covering her chest.

She was quite sure that for a moment, the beating organ suddenly stopped working.

...

Shen Qingwei sat on her seat with a thick stack of books. These were the extracurricular readings Zhao Xingyue recommended to her.

"Xiaowei, do you know why Shangguan Junhong didn't come to class?" The tablemate suddenly approached Shen Qingwei and asked mysteriously.

Shen Qingwei glanced back pretentiously. Shangguan Junhong's position was really empty. She lowered her voice and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I heard," the same table looked like I knew a big secret, "Shangguan Junhong and his family were involved in the crime scene and were severely beaten. Shangguan Junhong was caught in the bureau for deliberately hurting people."

"Yes, yes, I also heard."

"I heard that Shangguan Junhong chopped off people's fingers. It's scary."

"Gosh, we are in the same class as this kind of person, no wonder I felt a little scary the first time I saw him."

Shen Qingwei's deskmate raised her head, and the students around who seemed to be immersed in homework instantly came up, exchanging information that they knew.

The family conditions of the students who can enter the elite are not too simple. Shen Qingwei, who does not intend to have a relationship between herself and Shangguan Junhong, cannot be interrupted. She is squeezed out of the small circle, but she pricked her ears carefully. Listen to what they inquire.

Shangguan Junhong’s family background was cleaned almost instantly, including where his father is now locked up, what kind of investigations his uncle who works in the Ministry of Public Security has been subjected to, and how his mother is crying in the police station. He said that Shangguan Junhong was just a child.

Someone sneered and said: "Children, there are sons and mothers. You don’t know how many destructive things Shangguan Junhong has done. I heard my dad say that there is robbery just because of the investigation now, □□, deliberately. There are several counts of injuring others. That's right," she added: "It is said that he also killed a girl under the age of thirteen, a junior high school student."

An expression of disgust appeared on the faces of the students who were gathered together.

Someone wrinkled his nose and said, "Thinking that I used to be classmates with this kind of person, vomit—"

"Don't say it, I'm still at the same table with him. It's a **** fate. Fortunately, he had an accident early."

"Touch your head, dog, you are so pitiful."

"Shut up, you are the dog, take your hand away."

"By the way, let me tell you, don’t talk nonsense everywhere. I heard an uncle say that Shangguan Junhong’s house was definitely rectified by someone. They were the first house to be investigated this time, and they went straight to his house. Go, tut tut."

"Really."

"Yes, yes, I heard about this too..."

Shen Qingwei turned her head secretly, Zhao Xingyue was leaning on the back of the chair in the sunlight by the window, with her feet on the bar of the table and Erlang's legs tilted. The chair fell backward with her backward posture, only two fulcrums were maintained. Keeping balance.

Perceiving her gaze, Zhao Xingyue raised her head and showed her a pure and harmless smile.

Shen Qingwei turned her head, thinking that she must have been thinking too much. Shangguan Junhong didn't offend her. He deserved it because of the accident. How could it have something to do with Zhao Xingyue?

But she still couldn't help thinking.

The police came too in time that day. She didn't dare to imagine what would happen when she arrived in time. But it was because of the time that she had a feeling that everything was calculated in it.

Will it be Zhao Xingyue?

Shen Qingwei knocked her head hard, this kind of speculation is just too nonsense.

The book was flipped on his knees, but the square text was twisted like an ant suddenly, so that Zhao Xingyue couldn't enter it.

She remembered the phone call she received when she got up this morning.

The call was from her grandpa, an old man who has retired but still has influence.

It was through him that Zhao Xingyue stabbed the affairs of Shangguan Junhong out.

For thousands of years, she has become accustomed to handling things by herself. Even if she seeks help from others, she mostly cooperates and utilizes them. Therefore, when she receives a call from an elderly person with care and concern in the morning, it takes a long time. Did not recover.

She was just using her identity as a granddaughter, but she never thought about the relationship between the old man and her.

She doesn't think there is anything wrong with her solution, she just...she just...

Zhao Xingyue bit her lip unconsciously, she just wasn't used to it, she wasn't used to... suddenly someone cared about her.

"Isn't it nice for someone to care about you?"

A familiar voice suddenly sounded in Zhao Xingyue’s ears. Her body instantly stiffened. The voice of her classmates' conversation evoked her consciousness. She slowly relaxed her body and leaned on the back of the chair, her slender fingers turning over naturally. One page book, "Fujun?"

Although it was doubtful, she had basically confirmed who was speaking.

"it's me."

"Is the job in the underworld too idle? Lord Fujun has the intention to care about the work of the little staff. If Lord Fujun thinks the life is too cool, I think the deputy will not mind dividing the work into half for you. of."

"Ayue, you are angry into anger."

Zhao Xingyue said quickly: "No."

The man's low laughter rang in her mind, and she was able to guess the other person's expression at this time without having to look at it.

Zhao Xingyue slapped the book on the table in irritation. The clear voice attracted everyone's attention. Seeing her standing up, someone asked: "Xingyue, where are you going? Class is about to start."

"It's a bit boring, I'm going out for a walk."

Her face didn’t look good, and the people who asked the question stopped talking. Everyone quickly returned their attention to the things they were paying attention to. Shen Qingwei looked at Zhao Xingyue, but thought of her and Zhao. When the mother was chatting, the other party talked about Zhao Xingyue's health issues——

"I blame Ayue and her dad for being too busy and not caring enough about Ayue. Ayue refuses to tell us anything. If she is sick or injured, she will endure it by herself. Weiwei, auntie, please, help in school. I watch Ayue more and tell me if there is any problem, okay?"

Thinking of this, she whispered to her classmates that she went out to the bathroom, and walked out behind Zhao Xingyue.

"Ayue, don't be so rigid, enjoy life when you should enjoy life, don't always show resistance to other people's care——"

The blue veins on Zhao Xingyue's forehead jumped: "Shut up."

The babbling preaching in his head stopped abruptly.

Zhao Xingyue was breathing a sigh of relief, but her ears keenly caught the movement coming from behind.

Shen Qingwei, who was caught for the second time, stared with big eyes, and raised her hand to Zhao Xingyue innocently.