She receives such text messages almost every day. From the beginning of trembling, for fear that he would be found by the debt collector, to the later habitual.

The mountains are high and the rivers are far away, can they still run here to block themselves?

And the security measures at the school and apartment are good, and even if they come, they can't do any real harm to her.

It's just that what makes her haunted is, why does she have to worry about such a thing every day? Why did she have such a father?

It doesn't help her future, it's even a stain on her future development.

When others see her infinite beauty, they think of her gambling father and her submissive weak mother. Such a family member who is not on the stage makes it impossible for her to get rid of the fact that no matter how high she stands.

To themselves, they are like a clear touch of mud on a white and expensive long dress. It's filthy and uncleanable, and even smells foul.

But what saddened her was that she would always be inseparable from the mud.

Natsuki held her hands on the table, her fingers rubbing her temples again and again, trying to ease her tired mental state.

Feeling that her eyes were so dry, she opened the drawer next to her, trying to find eye drops to soothe her eyes, but a pack of cigarettes that was abrupt suddenly broke into her eyes.

She picked up the pack of cigarettes from the drawer. opened the cigarette case, followed Han Jiazhi's example, took out a slender cigarette at random, then put it in his mouth, and gently bit it with his teeth.

She didn't light a cigarette because she didn't have the habit of smoking. This pack of cigarettes was given to her by Han Jiazhi, no, to be precise, it should be given to her.

Since she opened her mouth to borrow money from Han Jiazhi, their relationship has changed drastically. From the beginning of the relationship of proximity and equality, it became a princess and a servant.

And she is the maid who comes and goes at any time.

She will never forget that scene, when she was stripped of her pride by Han Jiazhi, but it shook her heart.

It seemed to be dusk, as if school had just ended. She made her way through the crowd that despised her, shielded out all the sarcastic ridicule, and walked straight out of the mocking prison as she always did, with her head held high.

And just when she thought hell was over, she met Han Jiazhi. Then she found out that Han Jiazhi was the real hell.

She still remembered that day, Han Jiazhi leaned against the outer wall of the school, holding a cigarette in her hand. Standing in front of her, Liu Dingli seemed to be talking to her about something interesting, and talked to Han Jiazhi with relish.

But Han Jiazhi still had that lazy expression and didn't give Liu Dingli any response.

Xia Muxiu just glanced at it, and found that he was standing in place, unable to take a step, and his eyes lingered on Han Jiazhi's body, unable to take it off.

She watched Han Jiazhi hold the cigarette, inhale it skillfully, and then slowly spit it out. The smoke swirled in her slightly red lips, looped around her lips and tongue, slowly drifted into the air, and then disappeared.

Such a picture made Xia Muxiu can't help but be stupid.

Sexy and decadent, lazy and elegant, those charming fox eyes become hazy in the smoke, making people want to see more realistically. I'm afraid that this beautiful scene in front of me is just a dream.

But before Xia Muxiu came back to her senses, Han Jiazhi discovered her existence.

The hazy fox eyes looked at him for a moment, and the owner of the eyes smiled playfully, as if he had discovered something new, and suddenly became interested.

Han Jiazhi stretched out his hand and hooked his finger in the direction of Xia Muxiu. The casual and casual movements seem to beckon a dog, or something else that doesn't come off the table.

The playful smile on her face, her casual movements, and her unstoppable gaze. These are silently mocking Xia Muxiu, if it was before, she would definitely put on a cold face, and then resolutely left.

But now Han Jiazhi is her creditor, and she can't disobey Han Jiazhi's orders.

She could only take a step in humiliation, and then walked towards Han Jiazhi without dignity, towards this high demon.

It may be that seeing Xia Muxiu obedient like a submissive dog, she showed a satisfied smile.

Xia Muxiu's straight backbone bent down when she walked towards Han Jiazhi, she was obviously about the same height as Han Jiazhi, but now she felt that she was so small in front of Han Jiazhi.

She seemed to be able to only look up at Han Jiazhi, like a pet looking up at her owner.

Liu Dingli on the side laughed a few words, but Xia Muxiu couldn't remember clearly, or she didn't hear what Liu Dingli was saying at all. Her eyes followed Han Jiazhi closely, and her ears listened uncontrollably to her every word. While she spit on herself in her heart, she couldn't control herself from continuing to sink.

Like sailors adrift on the sea, they know that the Siren's song will lead to their destruction, but they still have no control over their bodies or even their minds. I just want to leave everything behind and swim to the siren's side as if I desperately wanted to.

Even if it becomes a meal on a plate, even if you drown in the deep sea, it doesn't matter.

Because their hearts are already Siren's.

And at this time, what is the difference between Xia Muxiu and those sailors who leave everything behind and ignore it?

The sailor threw away her life, and she threw away her pride.

Han Jiazhi slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, and the mist sprayed on Xia Muxiu's face, and the choking smoke made her cough twice.

Han Jiazhi laughed and asked, "Can't smoke?" ”

Xia Muxiu didn't answer, since she borrowed money from Han Jiazhi, she rarely answered Han Jiazhi's questions, except for studying.

This is also her last stubbornness.

Han Jiazhi didn't care about her attitude, talented people are a little arrogant, it's okay to fold it, if it is crushed, it will be boring.

She casually threw a pack of cigarettes to Xia Muxiu, and Xia Muxiu subconsciously caught it.

"Study hard, and when the time is right, you have to relax." Han Jiazhi approached Xia Muxiu and whispered: "Don't really become a nerd, I don't like nerds." ”

After speaking, Han Jiazhi smiled at Xia Muxiu and left with Liu Dingli.

Xia Muxiu just froze in place, and didn't look at the figure of them leaving. She just looked at the cigarette in her hand, as if she had lost her soul, and she couldn't recover for a long time.

Only Natsuki Xiu knew how fast her heart was beating, and the sound was beating in her chest like thunder. She couldn't suppress this unexplained heartbeat, so she could only let her heart beat like an excited fawn.

That night, as now, she gently bit the cigarette as if she was obsessed, and Han Jiazhi's slightly red lips replayed over and over again in her mind.