Qingwei woke up the system, asked her sister's school, reported to the night lace woman, and obediently got into the car.

She used the corner of her eye to peek at the way the lace woman drove at night, trying to learn driving skills, while she was distracted by the road and the scenery on both sides, building a map in her mind.

Her hands were rubbing the slap prints, and she had to get her swelling down quickly so that she could get in and out of the campus.

After driving the car awkwardly for a while, the night lace woman whispered: "My driver's license is legal to get my driver's license, you don't have to worry about my driving skills, so don't keep watching." ”

Qing Weizheng was seriously distracted and dual-purpose, and listened to the words of the night lace woman, but she didn't have so much heart to respond, and only said lightly: "Coach, please drive seriously." ”

The night lace woman snorted softly, was quiet for a while, and suddenly found Qing Wei closing her eyes, leaning on the car door, and couldn't help asking, "Are you relieved?" ”

"Pretty much." Qing Wei covered her mouth with her hand, "My eyes are a little tired, my head hurts a little, it seems that I am suffering from motion sickness." ”

After speaking, he kept his mouth tightly tight, for fear of spitting out.

The night lace woman was shocked, "You are also a motorist, such a performance is unreasonable, right?" Could it be that my driving skills are really not good? ”

"You don't get motion sickness when you drive—it is said." Qing Wei waved his hand, looking sick and weak.

"Then you're going to drive?" The woman in the night lace asked, "I'm a Ferrari 488, you must not have driven it, or might you try it?" ”

Qing Wei was completely unmoved, she didn't have much research on cars, she just thought that the night lace woman's car was very good-looking, and she didn't want to give it a try, not to mention that she didn't know the road.

"You can drive, I'll just take a break." She closed her eyes again, judging the route by the speed and sway of the car.

"Whatever you want." The night lace woman was speechless, she was worried that Qing Wei would do something to her in the car at first, but she didn't expect that people were more docile than little sheep.

The two were quiet for only a minute, and the night lace woman couldn't help but speak, "I didn't expect your sister to be a junior high school teacher, I was quite surprised." ”

Qing Wei opened her eyes and complained: "I'm also quite surprised, you are actually a hidden chatterbox." My sister is not a teacher, she is an ordinary junior high school student. ”

The night lace woman glared at her, "I'm not a talker. Your sister is a junior high school student, how old are you? ”

Qing Wei reminded: "Don't look at me, look at the road." I don't look old, do I? Besides, you should ask my parents how old they are. ”

"I guess you won't be able to answer after asking, but the two old men should be quite capable." The night lace woman blurted out, and when she finished speaking, she realized that it was too explicit and impolite, and immediately added: "Sorry, I said the wrong thing." ”

Qing Wei smiled, saying that she didn't mind, but she was a little surprised in her heart, and she was relieved in an instant.

Everyone has multiple facets, and character is not nailed.

This night lace woman is gentle and elegant, intellectual, yes, but she also has her own personality. She is polite and polite to strangers, and after getting acquainted with people, she speaks more openly.

Qing Wei thought secretly and found that he didn't seem to have any personality, but he was consistent with people.

The mall is not very far from the school, and the two soon arrived at the school gate.

As Qingwei expected, the school was not yet out of school, and the two were waiting in the car.

Qing Wei looked at the raindrops that slipped down the car window, and the night lace woman flipped out a fashion magazine and looked at it absentmindedly.

"Are you in a daze?" The night lace woman broke the silence again, and Qing Wei tilted her head to look at her suspiciously, as if she didn't hear clearly.

"What are you thinking?" The Woman in Night Lace changed her question.

"Picture sense." Qing Wei replied.

Before the previous painting was finished, she was turned over by the system. She didn't want to paint anything else until she finished painting a picture, but the rain falling on the car window was really beautiful, and she couldn't help but immerse herself in it.

The night lace woman heard her answer and confirmed that Qing Wei was indeed in a daze before.

She felt that she was about to re-examine this Judge Wang.

A good young and beautiful girl sits beside her, but this person doesn't look at it, is this a Buddha who has put down her resources and become a Buddha?

Or is it that I didn't put on the right makeup when I went out today, and I couldn't attract a man? Then it looks like it's time to re-examine yourself.

After the night lace woman found that Qing Wei looked at the car window again, she couldn't help but take out the small mirror and carefully make up for herself.

In the silence, the sound of a jingling bell can be heard clearly even through the car window.

The night lace woman flipped out her mobile phone to check the time, and said, "It's four fifty, it should be the time after school." ”

Qing Wei nodded: "Thank you." But he closed his eyes and rested.

The night lace woman was puzzled, "Aren't you here to pick up your sister?" ”

Qing Wei sighed helplessly and explained: "Go and pick her up directly, this kid probably thinks that I manage too much, and I am disgusted, but it is not beautiful." ”

The Night Lace Woman understood, but felt that it was not very acceptable. Anyway, is there really anyone in life who thinks that much?

"And what are you going to do?" She asked, confused.

Qing Wei pointed to her head, "I'm imitating her mental journey." ”

"Oooh, that's amazing." A perfunctory compliment from a woman in the night lace.

in schools.

Wang Jiajia scolded this bloody weather in her heart, but her face looked as usual, which was no different from the previous "rebellious, indifferent, and stinky face".

Most of the students in the class had already left together, and those with umbrellas became magnets, attracting those who did not have umbrellas, and three or four people were stuffed under the small umbrellas.

There is also a person in the corridor watching the rain scatter on the drain pipe, the rain and fog disperse, and the other classmates muttering that they can't grab food or something, which is completely a topic of freshly charged.

There are not many people left in the classroom, Wang Jiajia is one.

She was in an extremely awkward position, as a day student, she did not have a dormitory at the school, and because her brother who lived with her did not pay much for food, she did not even have a meal card.

It doesn't matter if she's just hungry, but it's too embarrassing to see her embarrassed appearance of not being able to go home because she doesn't have an umbrella.

Moreover, although her brother didn't care whether she lived or died, every time she didn't come home, he was scolded and even beaten.

Hellish weather!

Wang Jiajia couldn't help but insert a refill into her thigh, not very hard, but the comfort spread all over her body, making her so happy that she almost shed tears.

The distracting rain didn't seem like much of a deal, and she only felt the coolness of the style that blew in through the hallway.

With excitement on her face, she walked out of the classroom with excitement on her face and jumped down from the third floor to the first floor.

Looking at the isolation of the school gate and her own playground, the splashes of water from the rain made her calm down, or rather cold.

However, she has found the skill to deal with Xinliang.

He took out the broken knife from his pocket, hid it in his sleeve, and naturally poked his waist with the sharp edge of the broken wound, only four or five times, and his emotions rose again.

But she liked the feeling, so she poked it a few more times.

That's fine, this little problem is not a problem at all.

She swayed to a less crowded corner, put her hand into the rain, let her sleeve be hit by the rain, and in a blink of an eye, it was completely wet.

It's a bit poetic.

She tried to plunge half of her body into the rain, but it was just an attempt, so she immediately retracted her steps, but her body was also drenched a lot, sticky to her body, very uncomfortable.

It's not poetic at all, and she's been laughed at, and someone seems to be watching her.

Wang Jiajia glared fiercely, but found that the suspect was not looking at her, the other party was just looking at the rain.

Everything is just Wang Jiajia's own psychological hints.

She poked the blade in her waist in exasperation, this time only in pain, but not in good spirits.

This can't be done, she poked four or five more times in a panic, but it didn't work at all.

In this way, won't I be able to go home?

As soon as she felt hopeless, she thought of something that made her even more depressed - on such a rainy day, it was impossible for Uncle Qin, who was on duty at the school gate, to let her leave the school with a wet body.

It's all damned.

She raised her other arm in despair, trying to reach into the rain, but was gently held by an arm that leaned out next to her and pressed back.

Wang Jiajia looked over in astonishment, and only saw the other party's chest at this glance.

Looking up, she finally saw the face, and she withdrew her gaze before she could see it clearly, but she still noticed the look on that face that seemed to be a smile but not a smile.

It was her brother, the walking adult.

Wang Jiajia couldn't tell whether the smile on her face was her brother's tenderness to her sister, or the hunter's contentment in looking at her prey.

The heart seemed to be bursting, which was a delusion, of course, but her fear was really about to overwhelm her sanity.

"The details aren't entirely accurate, but overall they're fine." Qing Wei, who was belated, muttered to herself, squatted down slightly, and looked up at her sister.

Wang Jiajia was seen to be subconsciously a step away, she knew that something was wrong, and wanted to walk back, but she couldn't lift her legs.

Qing Wei thought it was very interesting, and reached out and handed over the towel she had bought in advance, "Wipe your hair, don't catch a cold." ”

Wang Jiajia's liver and gallbladder are cold.

She knew she should take it, or it would be unpleasant. But I don't know if it's a problem with her face or awkwardness, she didn't take it.

Qing Wei lifted it for a while, and suddenly smiled, this laugh was purely funny, and even Wang Jiajia was so infected that the muscles on her face twitched.

She immediately regained her cold expression, for fear of being seen.

Qing Wei naturally found out, she wanted to tease her sister again, but it was important to get down to business.

"If you don't wipe it, then I'll do it." She shrugged her shoulders and naturally put a towel on Wang Jiajia's head to help her dry her hair.

Wang Jiajia was not only shocked and stunned at the moment, she was about to wonder if she was in a nightmare.

wanted to poke her waist, but Qing was here, she didn't dare to act rashly, so she had to stand stunned.

Qing Wei didn't torture Wang Jiajia, just simply dried her hair, straightened her hairstyle by the way, then picked up the umbrella and said with a smile: "Let's go back and change clothes quickly." ”

Wang Jiajia didn't know what the expression on her face was, she was mechanically taken away and sat in the back seat of a car, not her brother's car, it was a strange car, and it was a female driver who drove it.

Ah, it turned out that she was going to sell her, no wonder this person was suddenly abnormal, I see. Wang Jiajia suddenly realized, she sat quietly and silently.

The night lace woman driving in front of her laughed at Qing Wei in the passenger seat: "This is really a junior high school student." ”

This is evaluating his own product, Wang Jiajia thought.

Qing Wei glanced at the night lace woman, "Drive well, don't keep looking in the rearview mirror." ”

"You really can't trust my driving skills." The night lace woman is dissatisfied.

"No, I don't have a good opinion of driving skills, but your gaze makes my sister uncomfortable."

"Oh." The night lace woman retracted her gaze apologetically, and secretly said to Qing Wei: "What you said is true, the relationship is not very good." ”

Qing Wei said "um", she herself didn't care much about this matter, it was better to say that it was a good thing that the relationship between the two was not good.

After all, she has traveled through time, and she has no memory inherited at all, and now this situation is actually just right.

Because there was an unfamiliar person in the car, the night lace woman temporarily suppressed a lot of talk and drove quietly.

After a while, Qing Wei said as if praising him: "So you know where I live." ”

Originally, she just wanted to see if the night lace woman knew, but she didn't expect this girl to be so reliable.

The night lace woman was silent, "Are you speechless?" ”

"That's what it means, but you really know where my home is?"

"So you really don't know where I know where your house is?"

"I really don't know you know where my home is."

"Stop." The night lace woman surrendered, "I pass by your house every day, okay?" Except for the occasional day off. ”

Qing Wei sighed, as if surprised, "But you don't know that I have a junior high school sister." ”

The night lace woman had a dark face and was very disgusted, "I'm not going to investigate a perverted family situation...... Ahem, I didn't mean anything else. ”

Wang Jiajia in the back seat had an instant increase in her favorability towards the night lace woman.

Qing Wei tilted his head, as if he had realized, "Then it seems that I often harass you on weekdays." ”

"Hmmm! Often! The Night Lace Woman was very upset, "You're still a stalker." ”

Qing Wei felt that the current atmosphere was wrong, "We are now discussing a colleague behind our backs." ”

"That's how it feels." The night lace woman was amazed.

Qing Wei continued: "Two people secretly poking and poking bad things about a colleague together can best promote friendship. ”

The night lace woman thought so, but the situation was not very right, "But the object of our discussion is obviously you, right?" ”

"Now that my sister is here, it's inconvenient for us to discuss other colleagues, so it's just right to discuss me." Qing Wei thinks it's no problem.

The night lace woman muttered, "It seems right to say that, but it doesn't seem appropriate to say bad things about her brother in front of her, right?" ”

Wang Jiajia was dumbfounded, maybe she was really in a dream, otherwise how could she hear such a strange conversation?

Qing Wei agreed with the night lace woman's words, "That's right, then do we have to say bad things about you?" ”

The Night Lace Woman's hand shook, "As long as you can promise that I won't drive the car to hell, then you can try." ”

"You are beautiful and kind-hearted, I can't find fault with it, no way, how about we discuss your merits together?" Qing Wei naturally changed his words.