In September, it was labeled as a difficult one by ginger tea.

Since revealing her teacher's identity, Wen Huaizhi has neither expressed his attitude, but fished her like fishing, and she racked her brains and couldn't figure out what he was thinking.

So she trembled every day, lest one day she would suddenly be stabbed in the back. As a result, I couldn't sleep well, and my spirit at school every day was even worse.

Since you can't change the other party, you have to change yourself......

She had no choice but to let herself go to the student union less often and meet him less.

Zhang Sichi also ran over to send a message asking her why she hadn't gone to the student union for the past few days.

Jiang Cha Cha was silent.

She was so scared that she got the dark circles under her eyes, and she lost sleep almost every day.

She thought about it and sent it.

[Minister Zhang, you tell the president on my behalf that I want to take a week off.] ］

[Shouldn't this kind of thing be told directly to the president?] (°°) Vice President, can you just say no to the president directly on WeChat? ］

Jiang Chacha didn't respond to this question, just asked her to help herself convey it.

Even Bian Jichen saw that something was wrong with her.

Today she went to his house to eat as usual, and although the food he cooked was as delicious as ever, she ate it slowly, and even the noodles were eaten one by one.

Bian Jichen calmly poured the fried egg in the pan into the bowl of tonkotsu soup in front of her.

Finally, he calmly asked, "What's wrong with you?" ”

"Huh?"

Jiang Cha Cha looked up blankly.

I was so distracted that I couldn't hear what he was saying.

Bian Jichen stood there, and when he looked at her, his brows furrowed even deeper.

Seeing that he looked at himself silently and didn't speak, Jiang Chacha still felt that he was hallucinating, lowered his head again, and bit a noodle.

"You have a lot of dark circles under your eyes." He said lightly.

Black eye? That's what I said.

Jiang Chacha let out an "oh" and didn't take it seriously, "It's okay, I haven't slept well lately." ”

After eating, when Jiang Chacha was playing with Xiao 8 on the sofa, he couldn't help but pick up a mirror and look at himself.

Just one look at it startled me.

The light cyan dark circles under her eyes are really deep, and the original owner's skin is already white, and she has no energy for a while, and her lips are pale at the same time as she is bloodless, and she looks like she has been smeared with white paint, and she looks a bit like a female ghost......

And......

She also wears a white nightdress, and she doesn't like to tie her hair the most, so she usually wears it like this.

It looks more like a female ghost.

As soon as he came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, Bian Jichen, who was wiping his wet hair with a towel, saw the girl in the living room sitting on the sofa with Samoyed in her arms, she rubbed it for a while, and then looked back at him, "Can I stay here a little longer today?" ”

When she raised her head, her palm-sized face was obviously thinner than usual, and her eyes were bigger and more beautiful, but now there was a pale blue under her eyes, and with a snow-white complexion, she looked like a rabbit hiding in the forest during a rainstorm.

Bian Jichen wiped his hair for a moment, his eyes flashed slightly, "Okay." ”

After asking for his consent, the girl on the sofa silently picked up the remote control, turned on the TV, and picked a random station to watch.

The LCD TV glowed on her limbs, and her egg-peeling face seemed to be covered with a light velvet light.

During this time, he answered a phone call, afraid of disturbing her, so he went to the balcony to call, thought about it, and closed the glass door.

Since she got drunk from the cocktail last time, although she learned a lesson, it also made her kind of like the taste of the cocktail.

So, she went to open the refrigerator in his house.

Coincidentally, he had a few cocktails in the fridge.

It's still grape-flavored, so it should be delicious.

If you're in a bad mood and drink a little, what's wrong.

Jiang Chacha picked a bottle casually, returned to the living room, and took a sip while watching TV.

The room was quiet, except for the sound of the TV series, there was no movement at all.

When Bian Jichen was on the phone on the balcony, he looked back at the girl inside from time to time.

The call lasted for half an hour.

Hanging up the phone, Bian Jichen opened the glass door of the balcony and walked in.

As soon as he entered, he frowned.

The air is filled with fruity aromas and alcoholic smells.

Because the balcony was closed just now, the air was not circulating, and the strong smell of wine was trapped in this small living room.

Bian Jichen raised his legs and walked to the sofa.

I saw one of her calves in the air, and at her feet was a can of cocktails.

The TV was still ringing, but no one cared what it was playing at the moment.

The girl who was still watching the TV series seriously was now lying on the sofa on her side, her brown curls fell on her neck and collarbone, her pale little face, her delicate eyebrows were frowned, and the white suspenders of her nightdress lined her shoulders as thin as paper, and she curled up herself like a helpless little beast.

The moonlight that filtered in from outside the balcony fell on her, her long curled eyelashes uneasily confined, and the dark circles under her eyes seemed to be the only flaw in her.

He should have woken her up and put her back to sleep in her room, not here.

But out of selfishness, he didn't want to wake her up.

Bian Jichen looked at her for a long time.

Finally, I turned off the TV, picked up the remote control again, and turned up the temperature of the air conditioner.

He went and fetched a thin blanket and gently draped it over her.

The sleeping girl seemed to hear the movement, frowned, turned over, and finally the thin suspenders on her shoulders slipped down to her arms, revealing delicate and round shoulders, which were hit by the moonlight, revealing the transparent luster of jade.

Bian Jichen's fingers stiffened, and finally he gently pulled the white suspender back to return it to its original position, only when his fingertips accidentally touched the delicate skin underneath, his fingers stiffened even more.

When he woke up the next day, Jiang Cha Cha found that he was sleeping in his home.

After breakfast, she plans to go back to the house, change into her school uniform, and then go back to school in a rented luxury car as before.

As a result, when she left, Bian Jichen stopped her behind her.

"If you don't mind, I can send you to school."

What he means is –

Will they all ride in his car in the future?

Jiang Chacha held on to the door for a moment, and turned his head in surprise, while Bian Jichen stood in front of him, and when he saw her looking over, his expression was still bleak, but at this time, he turned his eyes unnaturally.

Sitting in his family's private car, Jiang Chacha looked out the window, absent-minded.

I remember the last time I rode his car to school, it was the first day I wore this game......

I didn't expect that in just a few months, this broke the plot...... How did it come to this.

Even she couldn't control it.

There are a lot of luxury cars parked at the school gate at this point. Jiang Chacha got out of the car with Bian Jichen, and she got off the car later.

As soon as her upper body poked out of the air, she faintly felt a cold look cast into the corner.

Jiang Chacha's hand tightened, raised his eyes, and met Wen Huaizhi's eyes in the crowd.

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