Rescue Little White Flower

Zhao Xingyue's coat eased the inexplicably stiff atmosphere between the two.

Although in Shen Qingwei's view, this coat made her fall into another kind of battle between heaven and man.

Zhao Xingyue likes me, Zhao Xingyue doesn't like me...

She was lying on the table secretly, with Zhao Xingyue's coat on her. She should have returned it to the other party when she returned to the classroom, but out of some selfishness, Shen Qingwei kept the coat.

She thought, return to Zhao Xingyue after school.

"Wait, whose dress is this on you?" Shen Qingwei narrowed her eyes sharply at the same table and looked at her coat.

Zhao Xingyue’s family was in a superior family. Her father was in business and he was never stingy with her daughter. Therefore, her clothes are generally the latest models of the season from major brands. There is almost no situation of zipping shirts in class or even in school.

Shen Qingwei tightened her clothes on herself, and her expression seemed natural and natural: "Nobody?"

If Zhao Xingyue is asked to comment, this is probably the most natural lie Shen Qingwei tells, but the tablemate obviously does not believe her nonsense, and suddenly there is a coat that is obviously not Shen Qingwei. If Shen Qingwei honestly explains where she came from, she Maybe she didn't think much about it, but the other party's words were unclear. This kind of overwhelming tone made her feel ghostly in an instant.

She swept the whole class like a radar—the number of Class A was not large, there were only 20 or 30 people, and she fixed her eyes on Zhao Xingyue almost instantly.

"Fuck--" She seemed to have discovered something terrible, and deliberately lowered her voice and asked, "Zhao Xingyue's?!"

Shen Qingwei let out an "um", with a look of nothingness.

Her tablemate looked very excited, "Ah, ah, Zhao Xingyue’s coat, let me touch it, hurry, hurry, the goddess’ coat, ah, ah, will you get a full score at the end of the term? No, no, take it off. Wear me for five minutes."

"I want to be beautiful," Shen Qingwei avoided the salty pigs at the same table, as if she was protecting a baby, "Don't touch it, Zhao Xingyue has a cleanliness addiction. If you touch this dress, she should throw it away when you go back."

"How can it be so exaggerated," the tablemate didn't believe her nonsense, and still said: "touch me, touch me."

Shen Qingwei simply took off her clothes, hugged them and stuffed them directly into the fat coat she inherited from Shen Qingzhi, and shielded them with her body, "Don't even think about it."

"mean."

"It's still not at the same table, and is there any love at the same table."

"cut."

Seeing Shen Qingwei's resolute attitude, the tablemate finally gave up the idea of ​​touching Zhao Xingyue's coat.

This made her sigh Shen Qingwei's inhumanity. At the same time, she did not forget to gossip: "I found that Zhao Xingyue is really good to you."

"Huh? Is there?"

"Yes, of course!" The tablemate scratched his head and recalled: "I always think that Zhao Xingyue is actually quite cold. She looks nice and treats everyone, but in fact she is indifferent to everyone, don't look at me, this It was not what I said, it was a conclusion that everyone came to together. We all felt that she lived like a saint, pure-hearted and low-spirited, without friends, and without any social interaction..."

"When you ask her for help, she won’t refuse, but she won’t take the initiative to help. She smiles gently to you, but she is only very polite and gentle. It is easy and easy to be friends with her, but she wants to be good friends and wants to go. It's hard to get into her heart."

"I didn't think about it before, but today she actually gave you her coat. I just found out that Zhao Xingyue is really good for you this semester. In the last test, your pen ran out of ink and the refill She threw it over. We asked her about English composition. At most, we can get some ideas for writing. Only your composition will be corrected by you with a red pen one sentence by sentence, and when talking about the topic..."

The same table is lying on the table, with a grieving expression, "She will talk about five ideas one by one only when she tells you a question. It is one solution for us, and the same question will let us ask the last one. People. Uuuu is too eccentric, the goddess is too eccentric, you say what is good about you, let the goddess favor it like this."

What is good about her?

She also wants to know.

Shen Qingwei couldn't help looking in Zhao Xingyue's direction again. At this time, a boy happened to walk in front of her with a test paper.

After listening to the same table, Shen Qingwei discovered that although Zhao Xingyue's expression was the same as usual, there was indeed a slight impatience flashed between her brows and eyes.

Such emotions never appeared when talking to her.

Is she different?

Can she think that Zhao Xingyue actually...likes her a little bit?

Maybe not much, but at least a little more than ordinary people.

...

When school was over, Shen Qingwei blocked Zhao Xingyue.

"Your coat."

After the clothes were folded by Shen Qingwei, she was a little wrinkled, and the hand she stretched out quickly returned, "...I will wash it and give it to you."

Zhao Xingyue was noncommittal about her words.

She tilted her head, looked at Shen Qingwei, thinking about the clothes she saw in the other's cabinet, as if almost all of them were on the person in front of her.

She suddenly said: "My mother asked me to ask you, do you want to eat at my house this week?"

Shen Qingwei: "Huh?"

"Don't go?"

Perceiving the impatience in Zhao Xingyue's words, Shen Qingwei didn't dare to ask the big man to ask her a second time, and hurriedly said, "Go go, of course."

Zhao Xingyue's expression relaxed.

"Wait for me after school tomorrow afternoon."

"Um."

"That's right," Zhao Xingyue seemed to think of something after walking for a while, and suddenly turned around and said: "Don't wash your clothes. Let's go straight through tomorrow."

Shen Qingwei blinked, and a strange warm current slowly flowed through her heart.

The corners of her mouth couldn't stop rising, she heard her smiling voice say: "Okay."

Zhao Xingyue did not regret her invitation to Shen Qingwei, although she used the invitation in the name of Zhao's mother, Zhao's mother did not know yet. Although she had planned to keep a distance from Shen Qingwei so as to prevent the other party from paying the wrong affection, as an executor, she still has the concern for her task object.

After returning home, Zhao Xingyue told Mother Zhao that she had invited Shen Qingwei to be a guest at home. To the poor child, Mother Zhao welcomed the poor child and said that if Zhao Xingyue was willing, she wanted to take Shen Qingwei as herself. Goddaughter.

Zhao Xingyue held an indifferent attitude towards this.

"As long as Shen Qingwei agrees."

Anyway, for Shen Qingwei, there is no harm in having another godmother like Zhao Mu.

...

Zhao Xingyue brought Shen Qingwei home with two purposes.

In addition to improving the food for Shen Qingwei and conditioning her thin body, more importantly, giving her the clothes at home.

She is not afraid that Shen Qingwei will not ask for her clothes out of self-esteem, she always has the idea of ​​making her willing to accept the clothes.

Zhao Xingyue's thoughts were very simple, but when she arrived at the door and heard the lively sounds in the house, she realized that things seemed not as simple as she thought.

Shen Qingwei stuck her head behind her and asked: "What's the matter?"

"It's nothing, it's just a visitor."

"Do you have guests in your house?" Shen Qingwei instantly became uneasy. She wanted to go to Zhao Xingyue's house. Whether it was Zhao Xingyue or Zhao's mother, she was very nostalgic, but she didn't want her arrival to become one. This kind of interruption, "Otherwise, I will come to visit another day, it will be no good to disturb your house."

As she said, she turned around and wanted to leave, but Zhao Xingyue's wrist was caught.

Zhao Xingyue squinted her eyes, "No, it's my grandpa and grandma, not an outsider."

The Zhao family's grandpa and grandmother had obviously already learned of Shen Qingwei's existence from Zhao's mother.

Especially the grandmother Zhao, who is full of maternal love, when she sees Shen Qingwei, she calls her baby, and asks her to sit there, praise her beauty, praise her good grades, praise her good-looking and sensible, praise Shen Qingwei's face flushed, and keep asking for help from Zhao Xingyue. .

Zhao Xingyue, who was chatting with her grandfather, curled her lips and turned a blind eye to her cry for help.

Shen Qingwei glared at her fiercely.

Grandpa Zhao, who incorporated the interaction of the two little girls into his eyes, flashed a touch of relief in his eyes.

"It seems that you get along well with your classmates."

Zhao Xingyue responded indifferently, "Yeah."

"Very good, very good."

Grandpa Zhao said two good times, with a bright smile.

This made Zhao Xingyue a little unclear, so she didn't know if she had a good relationship with her classmates, and what he was happy about.

Grandpa Zhao touched her head affectionately. This intimate action made Zhao Xingyue a little uncomfortable, and she subconsciously wanted to hide, but she resisted it again.

The smile in Grandpa Zhao's eyes grew deeper.

This child can be regarded as the one he grew up watching.

He came from a military background and later went into politics. On his insight into people's hearts, in this family, he said he was second, but no one dared to say first.

What Zhao's father and Zhao's mother saw was Zhao Xingyue's well-behaved and sensible, but what he saw was the indifference under the sensible face of this child.

She is full of a contemptuous attitude towards everything in this world.

Grandpa Zhao can understand this flimsy——

She gets too little love, especially from her parents, so it is difficult for her to love something or someone.

But she is too smart, no matter what it is, it always seems too simple and easy for her to get.

So she doesn't care about anything.

Grandpa Zhao was very pleased to see that she took the initiative to care about someone.

Grandma Zhao took Shen Qingwei to chat. She was really a very wise and intelligent old man. After she took out Shen Qingwei's family, she didn't feel anything wrong.

Shen Qingwei never felt that she was so happy any day.

Although Grandma Zhao is a relative of Zhao Xingyue, when the kind old man took her by the hand and cared about her, she could not help but imagine how good it would be if the other party were her own relatives. She turned her head and glanced at Grandpa Zhao and Zhao Xingyue who didn't know what they were talking about, and Mother Zhao who was busy with the babysitter in the kitchen, suddenly felt that the family she had longed for for many years seemed to come true at this moment.