Looking back, he saw a small group of three or four people, led by a girl with a deep scar on her face.

He is very tall, about 1.75 meters, and some stained school uniforms are loosely put on his body.

Fancy knows her, her name is Li Yun.

Before the catastrophe, he didn't deal with the original owner.

The two had several unpleasant frictions.

But usually, it is the original owner who avoids it.

Because the original owner belongs to the kind of well-behaved good student, he rarely causes trouble, and when he encounters a provocation, he just treats it as if he doesn't see it, and tries to calm things down.

Fancy lowered his face and stared at her.

If it weren't for the oxygen mask she had on her mouth, her expression would have been a little more terrifying.

Li Yun was stunned when she saw her face that was instantly gloomy, but quickly said angrily:

"See what I'm doing? Am I not right? What's wrong? It's not on the ship yet, you're too arrogant to tolerate anyone—"

Halfway through speaking, she froze.

A group of girls blocking the corridor is a huge barricade.

"Let's make it." Ji Zhengqing said with a schoolbag strap on his shoulder.

The voice is still as cold as ever.

Li Yun instinctively shut up and moved out of the way, and even several members of her sister group took a step back, leaving a way for the cold teenager.

Ji Zhengqing walked over expressionlessly.

But halfway through, he suddenly felt someone tugging at his bag.

He turned around with a cold face, and saw that the girl who had fallen under his desk on all fours grabbed the strap of his schoolbag on the other side.

Gasps rang out all around.

Li Yun stared at the fancy, and his mind was full of:

Is this woman crazy today?

Ji Zhengqing dares to provoke!

Yuna broke out in a cold sweat when she saw this, and she wanted to pull the fancy, but she didn't dare to get too close to Ji Zhengqing, so she could do it in a hurry.

"You ......" looked at this immature but familiar handsome little face, and was speechless for a while.

Compared with his ancestors who have lived for hundreds of years as adults, at this time, even if he is cold and alienated, he also has a youthful atmosphere that overflows the screen.

The eyebrows and eyes are delicate like the teenager in the painting.

Fancy brains are scrolling all over the screen like a barrage that bursts the screen:

It's so pretty!

It's fucking good-looking!

Really Nima looks good as a teenager!

Among them, it was also dominated by several high-level barrages:

Depend on!

it!

This man mine!

.....

Ji Zhengqing: "What's the matter?" ”

When he said this, he didn't look fancy, stared at her hand, and pulled the strap of his school bag out.

Not only did Hua Whistle not let go, but with a force, he pulled his whole person half around, and took half a step closer to her.

There was almost only a school bag between the two.

Collective gasps rang out again, mixed with exclamations and retreating footsteps.

It seems that a tragedy will happen in the next second, and be prepared to be injured by mistake.

Fancy: "Forehead ......"

She swears, she really did it subconsciously.

At that moment, the ancestors who completely forgot about this world did not know her at all.

He is now Ji Zhengqing, a seventeen-year-old rebellious teenager whose father is a felon.

Just a few days ago, he had a fight with a gangster outside the school gate and broke someone's ribs.

Everyone was afraid of him.

Afraid of his indifference, his moodiness, his title of son of "felon".

Dong Qinxin was also afraid of her.

But fancy is not Dong Qinxin.

But......

What to say now?

Long time no see?

, just now in a classroom, she fell in an embarrassed position.

I don't know if he saw it [vomiting blood]

That... Say hello?

Neurotic bar... It's better to ask if you've eaten it.

"Ahem, ahem—" In the tangle, Fancy coughed again, but he grabbed the strap of the boy's schoolbag and didn't let go.

Ji Zhengqing lowered his eyebrows and glanced at the hand she was holding again, snorted impatiently, and then pulled away the strap of his schoolbag like lightning.

Fancy was stunned for a moment.

This look is so familiar...

After thinking about it for a long time, Fancy finally thought of it - the ancestor in the photo.

Wu Zixu, a dog man, rarely has an impatient look and emotion.

His patience is fancy, the best person he's seen in so long, methodical in everything he does, calm and steady as a dog.

But in addition to taking pictures.

So all the photos he can come out with are this stinky face.

Q: What is it like to have a boyfriend who is handsome but hates to take pictures?

A: He will "tsk" you.

From this, he will push down, and the people and things he doesn't like will be tsk.

So, she's not liked?!

After getting the result of the reasoning, Hua Fu suddenly became angry and pulled the young man who had walked two steps away again.

Ji Zhengqing didn't have time to turn around, so he heard her ask behind her back:

"You tsk me?!"

"You're actually smacking me?!"

You can't dislike anything you don't like about me!

The crowd around them retreated again, looking terrified.

"Let go." Ji Zhengqing frowned, distanced himself from her, and pulled the strap of the schoolbag on the other side.

He doesn't like to be too close to the opposite sex.

I don't know why, anyway, there has always been a voice in his heart warning him that he can't.

"Don't let go!"

Ji Zhengqing took a deep breath and didn't speak.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

"Ask you again, Song-"

Fancy didn't wait for him to finish: "Don't loosen!" ”

The eyes were uncontrollably red.

She thought she could stand his forgetfulness.

But as it turned out, she couldn't.

She is accustomed to the companionship and casual love of this man from her youth to the present.

One day, he didn't know her anymore and didn't like her anymore, and his heart suddenly felt like it had been hollowed out and filled with heavy gravel and smashed into the dust.

Ji Zhengqing saw that she looked like she was about to cry, she was stunned, and habitually wanted to snort, but then remembered her quality just now and asked again, so she endured it.

He threw away his bag and said, "Take it if you want." ”

Then the head also walked on long legs.

The crowd gave way to him again.

Li Yun and the others were also in the mood to find fault, took a fancy look, and hurriedly left.

What the hell.

Dong Qinxin is not normal today.

Damn, Ji Zhengqing is not normal.

If this was in normal times, he would have thrown people out a long time ago, and today he actually counted it like this.

It also comes with a school bag???

Ji Zhengqing is notoriously unsympathetic, he is a boy and a girl, but whoever makes him unhappy will be thrown away.

Depend on!

What's the matter!

Huafu was a little overwhelmed in the same place with her schoolbag, until the head teacher received the news, rushed to the scene, took her hand and looked up and down, and Fancy came back to her senses.

"Ahem, cough, cough ....." just wants to cough after coming back to their senses, accompanied by symptoms such as chest tightness and difficulty breathing.

She almost forgot that the original owner had severe asthma.

The head teacher, Mu Lin, hurriedly put on the oxygen mask hanging around her neck for her, and asked anxiously:

"Where's the medicine?"

Fancy pointed to the necklace around his neck.

The necklace is a small thumb-sized bottle that contains her life-saving medicine.

It was specially customized for her by her parents.

Mu Lin took off the oxygen mask and stuffed her with two pills, and only then did she feel like she was alive.

Mu Lin also breathed a sigh of relief.

This kid is expensive, and he must not have an accident.

Dong Qinxin's parents have a high status in Tartarus, and they must be the first batch of cutting-edge talents to be reused when they go to their new home in the future.

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