Thinking of you

Jiang Chacha knows that she can't fight wits but Wen Huaizhi, and she doesn't have any skills, so she likes to be quick with her tongue.

She likes to use words to provoke and sniff.

Because apart from this, she really had no other way to stimulate the man in front of her.

Wen Huaizhi looked at her and suddenly smiled.

Every time he smiled at himself like this, his eyes under the gold-rimmed glasses narrowed into an intriguing slit, and Jiang Cha Cha knew that he was dying.

Sure enough, the man who was still smiling gently just now changed his face instantly, grabbed her collar, and threw her out coldly.

Jiang Chacha feels that women during menstruation are more emotionally stable than him.

She also felt that Wen Huaizhi's temperament was more capricious than before.

Whenever he talked about similar topics, his eyes would be very cold when he looked at her, like a shallow and gentle spring fading, and the river was covered with twilight snow foam, which was cold and gloomy, and finally condensed into a glacier.

He lost patience, and no longer showed a perfectly meticulous expression on his face, but grimaced, telling her to roll as far as he could.

Tsk, it's getting more and more uncertain.

There is still an hour before the end of work.

Since she is annoying, she is also happy, and she doesn't have to play the tricks of the tutor to tutor him to make up for his homework, because these still have to use her brain.

The weather is starting to get cooler, and Jiang Chacha has added a coat to herself today.

She took a walk in the courtyard of their house.

The Wen family's mansion was large and empty.

In front of the white villa, a large sea of roses that originally bloomed in May and June has long since withered, and in the cold and steep autumn, only the dark green and gray leaves are left to resist the cold wind.

After watching it for a long time, it's still a little depressing.

Jiang Chacha frowned, turned around, and looked at the first floor of Wen Huaizhi's study.

In front of the window of the dome, a jade figure can be vaguely seen.

He was still reading, looking at some esoteric books.

If Mrs. Wen first found him an English tutor, he was not perfect in every subject. Well now, he is perfect and invincible.

He is now just a few minutes short of a perfect score in English each time.

And later, it's just a pretense to let her half-baked English tutor tutor tutor give him tutoring.

His outstanding results are staggering, his IQ is far behind others, and he was born at the top of the pyramid.

But Jiang Chacha still couldn't understand why he was working so hard.

Even though she hated his hypocrisy, she couldn't deny that Wen Huaizhi had done it impeccably in every way.

As a student, he is the first in his grade, or is he the first in the country among all the people. Not only has he had excellent grades, but he has also won many awards at home and abroad, what reputation and glory have been soft, major media have rushed to report on him, and his figure appears on the news from time to time, he is a genius scholar, like the moon, he can only hang high in the clouds.

As the student council president, he is an excellent leader, the people below him believe in him, the students respect him, and he can juggle his studies and handle the trivial matters of the student council in an orderly and orderly manner.

He's really a genius.

According to the situation, with his aura and grades, he can be directly admitted to the best universities in China without taking the college entrance examination, or go abroad to study in the top international universities.

According to the life trajectory of a famous son like Wen Huaizhi, their direction has been decided from birth. She guessed that after Wen Huaizhi, she should choose the latter.

They have a bright future, it's a real Avenue of Stars, unlike ordinary people who say that they have a bright future and can only be reduced to living an ordinary life in a muddy way, that's really not just a casual talk, as long as they want to, they can have everything they can buy with money.

They are born with resources beyond the reach of ordinary children, they can study abroad, they can go to the best international schools, and then come back to inherit the family property, from the time they are born, they have the best destiny, a good hand of cards.

So Jiang Chacha never understood why Wen Huaizhi was fighting so hard and why he was so tired.

Yes, from the first day she met Wen Huaizhi, she found out that he was a super perverted workaholic, he has perverted self-control, as long as he sees her, he will always maintain a perfect personality, his serious eyes, there is only a quiet silence left in it, every time I see him, he is either studying on his own, or busy with the affairs of the student union.

Like now, no matter how gloomy his mood is, that figure will still appear in front of the window without moving, guarding the square desk.

He is like an old clock with years in the old western-style building, no matter how many times you come back, when you come back, he is still walking the hands in the corner of the wall day and night.

Ginger Cha Cha didn't find anything strange at first.

But after a long time, she suddenly realized one day that Wen Huaizhi didn't seem to have stopped to rest.

The most obvious break is only to smile and say a few words to her when she is a part-time tutor, in addition, he is also playing the genius student on the news, dazzling and unattainable.

But it's weird.

I always felt that he was a dummy.

She always wondered, is there really such a perfect person in the world?

He could easily get to the best university, he could reach it with his fingertips, and people lined up to throw olive branches to him, and everything he wanted was easily within reach.

So why didn't he stop and rest? Why push yourself so hard?

Ginger Cha Cha couldn't figure it out.

Thinking about it, she suddenly remembered the bruises on his face that she had glimpsed that day.

The slap was really bad, as if he was beating a beast, without a trace of old feelings, his gentle and proud face was crooked to the side, the thin gold wire glasses on the bridge of his nose were crooked, he snorted lightly, and blood oozed from the corners of his mouth.

She hid in a dimly lit corner, and because she accidentally spied on his secret, her heart beat faster, her palms were wet, and her fingers seemed to dig into the wall little by little, so she hid in the small corner and peeked through his secret.

Because I've never seen him like this.

He stood for a long time.

Just when her heart was still beating because of the sudden glimpse, the cold white and tight jaw moved slightly, he looked over silently, and in the extremely dark corridor, he silently cast a cold-blooded and calm look at her.

How do you form that kind of look?

It's like the silence after an avalanche.

I only know that the eyes are very dark and dark, and the eyes seem to be penetrating, and a glance can hold her soul from head to toe.

At that glance, her scalp tingled.

Let her give Wen Huaizhi the stereotype, and tear a little crack that can breathe.

With a bang, the glass door of the balcony in front of him was opened.

"What are you thinking?"

Ginger tea tea comes back to your senses.

I saw that the boy who was studying by himself in front of the study window didn't know when he appeared in front of her.

After he pulled the balcony door, he stood there, looking at her with a pair of ice and snow eyes.

Except for appearing in social occasions where he dresses a little more flamboyantly, at home, he dresses very simply.

For example, now, in 20-degree weather, he is wearing a solid black T.

There are no letters, no patterns, it's clean and spotless, except for pure black. However, it brightens his complexion, and he is also white, and black clothes will only make him look more dusty and cold.

He wrinkled his eyebrows, frowning and looking at her, he really looked like the ceiling of a lonely and calm scholar.

Jiang Chacha didn't even think about it, and blurted out directly what her brain was doing, "I'm thinking about you." ”

But after she finished speaking, she reacted.

The air was quiet for a few seconds.