She stared at Senior Jiang with hopeful eyes, but found that his face became more and more wicked and gloomy, "By the way, I forgot to say, I hate a man like you the most!" ”

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Father Su and Su Qianli went to the celebration banquet, Xia Qing went back to the classroom to get her schoolbag, but at this moment, the building was empty, and she was the only one left.

She had just picked up her school bag.

Bang, the door slammed shut, and the light dimmed a lot.

The corners of her eyes raised slightly, and she looked over with a slight sharpness, and it was Pei Zimo who was standing at the door.

He wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses today, and his writing was polite, and he had more bookish flavor than usual.

But Xia Qing knows very well that whether it is in the previous life or in this life, Pei Zimo does not like to read, and his academic performance is not good, he is a typical "scumbag".

He walked towards him step by step, the maroon drift sea was diagonally placed on his forehead, and his light blue eyes were shining, looking like a character from a comic!

Suddenly propped his hands on the table, leaning forward, "Your song is good." ”

"Thank you." Xia Qing's face was expressionless, like a greeting between two strangers.

"Why are you so indifferent to me, even if you are an ordinary friend?"

"I'm a high school student, you're a vocational high school student, and you're two different types of people." Xia Qing has never used her identity as a scholar to oppress people, this is the first time.

Because she sincerely hopes that he will be as far away from herself as possible.

Pei Zimo smiled, suddenly, a blue fire rose in his eyes, "Do you already know me?" ”

The unexciting voice made Xia Qing feel like a fish in her throat, and she had always reacted very quickly, but now she couldn't find a rebuttal.

Pei Zimo saw her rare hesitation, he was not keen on learning, but he had a high emotional intelligence and was clever in terms of personnel.

"It seems that we do know each other, you have seen me, but I don't remember you, have you changed your name and had plastic surgery?"

This groundless speculation made Xia Qing suddenly sober up, and cold sweat no longer oozing from her palms, she resumed her indifferent smile, "Have you watched too many TV series?" This can also be imagined. ”

She bypassed Pei Zimo and walked towards the door of the classroom.

Suddenly, there was the sound of bodies hitting heavy objects, and there was a boom, as if the table had collapsed.

As soon as she turned around, she saw Pei Zimo lying in the middle of several crooked tables, his face covering his chest and his face pale, overlapping with him in his previous life.

Xia Qing stood in place, her mind constantly drilling into the images of her past life.

"Miss Xia, your friend is poisoned by heavy metals."

"We have done our best to deal with Mr. Pei's illness, and the current medicine can only alleviate his pain."

"If peace, happiness, and death can be legal, I think his current situation is more suitable."

The day before she died, she also went to the hospital to see Pei Zimo, and he was also holding his chest like this, in pain.

The originally plump body became thin, but the handsome cheeks were deeply sunken in, like a dried corpse.

He couldn't eat, he would vomit blood if he ate hard, and he could only rely on glucose injections to maintain his weak life.

His eyes were closed, but from time to time cold tears slipped down the corners of his eyes.

Even though his consciousness was not very clear, he still held her hand tightly, "Qingqing...... Sunny ......"

According to the nurse, it was the only word he could utter fully and clearly at the time.

The police station could not find out who poisoned him.