She's nice and soft

Chapter 7 Who is the heroine

That night, Su Qing slept very restlessly.

She hadn't had this dream for a long, long time.

In the dream, a pair of invisible hands pinched her neck and led her out of the water, wet.

"Qingqing, just listen to your father!"

"Qingqing, I will treat you well."

"Su Qing, do you want to go to jail!"

Voices, in Su Qing's dream, circled around, the voices were like evil spirits, trying to devour her.

"Ah, go to hell!"

She saw herself, the scarlet eyes were full of madness, and the face she was so familiar with was completely strange.

that's not her...

His face was as terrifying as a ghost, his lips were pale, and he was holding a bloody gun in his hand, waving it wildly.

finally……

She didn't see clearly either.

It's just this nightmare that made Su Qing's mood not very high throughout the day.

Fortunately, the boy behind the seat didn't come, otherwise he would have to deal with him.

The school uniform in his drawer is still there, she saw it when she was throwing out the trash in the morning.

How could she think of Jiang Sui, bit her lip, and shook her head.

The noise around her made her a little drowsy, her mind was drowsy, the glaring sunlight came in from the window, Su Qing pinched her brows, and wrote the paper word by word.

The cumbersome formula seems to be able to suppress the slightest irritability in the bottom of my heart, as if venting off the test papers one by one, Su Qing doesn't seem to know that she is tired.

During the lunch break, she put down her pen and planned to go to the water room to get a cup of hot water. She was not in a good mood, and she didn't hear her deskmate Liu Ranran call her softly at all.

He didn't even see that Liu Ranran's eyes with glasses on his chubby face were winking at her.

At noon, it was too hot, and there were no people in the entire corridor and playground.

Most classrooms are quiet, rest, and problem-solving.

There are only a few boys who love to play basketball and gallop on the playground secretly.

Their classroom in the third year of high school is a single building with three floors. The students are on the second and third floors, and the teacher's office is on the first floor, so the place to receive water is only on the first floor.

It was only at the corner of the stairs on the fourth floor that Su Qing regained consciousness for a quarter of an hour.

"Brother Sui, do you have something for the transfer student..."

It was Hu Yifan's voice, Su Qing remembered.

Involuntarily tightening the water glass in his hand a little bit, the whole person leaned against the corner of the stairs, not daring to move, not even to take a little more breath.

"No, Brother Sui, like that, that transfer student!"

"When will you get dirty?"

Sentence-by-sentence laughter is the unique gossip sound of boys.

Su Qing's eyes were clear, she clearly knew that she was the heroine in this topic, her back was tightly pressed against the wall, and the hot wall made her feel a little bit hot, But Su Qing stuck to it so hard, not daring to make any movement.

The hero is...

Jiang Sui squinted his eyes, and sipped the cigarette in his hand with a little irritability, his unruly eyes floated on the stairs.

Although the shadow dodged very quickly.

"Stop talking nonsense, one by one, stop playing and leave." The boy's voice was hoarse with a slight voice changer, deep, but with a kind of control that didn't match his age.

a long time.

After a long time, Su Qing's entire back was soaked, his fingers were a little numb, and he was about to walk out with inexplicable emotions on his face.

Just wait for her to turn.

A firm hand grabbed her.

"What are you eavesdropping on here?"

"You also like Jiang Sui?
Obviously, she was not the only one who heard the conversation just now.

She had seen the girl who spoke before. She was very beautiful, tall and slender, with long hair and shawls, and pink lipstick on her lips.

It was the girl who confessed to Jiang Sui on the playground, the girl who got very good grades in art and culture, Xu Miaoran.

Su Qing's eyes flashed, and she pursed her lips, "No, I just happened to pass by to fetch water,"

She looks cowardly, she is thin and small, standing there obediently at the moment, she looks pretty at first glance, but like clear water, she is very bland,

Girls seem to treat every beautiful same-sex person, when faced with their liking for the opposite sex, they like to use that same-sex as an imaginary enemy.

It's just that Xu Miaoran obviously doesn't know Su Qing.

Xu Miaoran glanced at her, at the cup in her hand, and let go of her, but her eyes still showed great dissatisfaction, even a little disgust.

(End of this chapter)