At that time, Wen Huaizhi's face changed again and again, it was wonderful.

Maybe because he didn't expect her to say such a thing, his brows and eyes were slightly lowered, and he looked at her coldly.

"boring."

He just likes to suppress other people's self-esteem.

But at that time, Jiang Chacha clearly saw the corners of his mouth curved upwards, and the tenderness that passed by at that moment did not seem to be her illusion.

However, the man in front of him soon changed back to that annoying Wen Huaizhi.

I saw the gilded bronze doors in the distance open to both sides, and a black car drove in from the outside.

The second he saw the car, Jiang Chacha obviously felt that his whole person had changed, his demeanor was no longer slack, like a change that happened in just a few seconds, everything was different, his spine was very straight, and his shoulder blades were also tight Stretched, his eyes were dim, like a cold alley in the dark without street lights.

He just kept staring at the car.

"Wen Huaizhi?"

"Wen Huai Zhi!"

Jiang Chacha called him many times before he heard this last call.

He turned his head, and the cold eyes he shot over made her heart tremble.

That kind of gaze, too blatantly cold and hostile, as if wishing to drag you into the abyss, eat you to the bone, and the sense of despair she felt just now really existed.

Wen Huaizhi frightened her.

Seeing her staring at him in astonishment and fear, and realizing that the person in front of him was her, his stern and decisive expression softened a little. After seeing her slightly moist eyes, he lowered his eyes with a smile that even he had never seen before. The mildness of discovery.

"What's wrong."

Jiang Chacha pursed her lips, "It should be something wrong with you."

After the car drove in just now, he seemed to be a different person.

No, more decisively speaking, it should be that the animal nature in him seems to have been summoned.

She felt hysterical desperation in him.

He didn't answer.

She looked up and asked again.

"……What’s wrong with you?"

A guess formed in her heart, which made her heart beat so fast.

"It's yours...is your father back?"

This sentence, because it touches the darkest secret in his memory, made her say it a little dry.

She had no intention of exposing his scars.

Wen Huaizhi looked at her, and it became a little colder.

As if looking at a dead person, there are still some emotions in the bottom of her eyes that she can't understand.

However, this state did not last long.

His eyebrows stretched, and he stood there with his eyes downcast, thoughtful.When he flirted, a smile appeared in his fox eyes again.

He was a different man again.

She became the student council president she was most familiar with, the most narcissistic and unreasonable gentle scum in the world.

The familiar Wen Huaizhi has returned.

He smiled and hummed lightly.

"You go back first. You leave work early, and your salary will not be deducted. I have something to tell my dad."

His tone was natural, as if the secrets she spied before were her imagination, as if there were no such things, but her memory was disordered.

For a moment, Jiang Chacha doubted her memory.

Yes, such a narcissistic and arrogant man, his family background is good, and the environment he lived in since he was a child should be well-loved, and it should also be spoiled without a bottom line, so that he can nourish such an arrogant narcissistic type personality.

It is because of narcissism that it is selfish, that is why it is vengeful and hateful.

He should have been spoiled since he was a child, and he grew into his current personality only after going so smoothly.

No, it's not like that!
That day, she really saw it.

I saw the glaring bruises on his face and the blood at the corner of his mouth.

That night, she also saw the scars all over her body.

Was that really just her hallucination?

Jiang Chacha wanted to refute herself in her heart.

Although she hates him, no matter how you think about it, he is also a friend who has a deep bond with her in the game.

Although he was annoying, she still wanted to help him if she could.

Jiang Chacha clenched her hands tightly and looked at him with stubborn and paranoid eyes. She bit her lips, "But he isn't..."

Wen Huaizhi stood opposite, looking down at her.

She would rather believe that the pictures she has seen are real. Even though she gradually becomes paralyzed in this game, she still wants to pursue some of the most real things and fight for it.

She is a person who dares to think and do.

She would rather believe that the young man standing opposite had grown into an evil flower because someone with ulterior motives secretly nourished it with dirty and evil soil, rather than that his roots were born black.

She believes that his most primitive appearance must be a boy with eyes as clean as the sky and the earth. There is no need to pretend to be a boy. He bends his eyes and smiles, which is the most gentle and charming scenery.

But the man in front of her used his most shameless side to tear up any remaining illusions about him in her heart.

He stood there and looked at her thoughtfully. After a long time, he suddenly curled his lips viciously, and then his gray figure was covered.

He grabbed the back of her head and kissed her forcefully.

This time it was no longer out of control, but really venting his desire, he was greedy, toyed with, ambiguous, possessive, and ruthless.

with a snap.

The gold-rimmed glasses on his face grazed the bridge of his nose, and his gentle and square face tilted to the side.

This slap was obviously light.Because the corners of his mouth were still curled up coldly, his eye sockets were slightly closed, and his dark eyes seemed to be telling how ecstatic the kiss was just now.

He didn't think about it at all, no one was worse than him, and his bones were rotten.

She was shaking with anger.

Wen Huaizhi's behavior tore apart her little delusion of keeping goodwill, like a bloody gash in her heart, no matter how she repaired it in the later stage, it would just be a tear, and it couldn't be stitched back.

The man is still smiling flirtatiously.

"Stupid."

Jiang Chachahong slapped him with eyes, and then ran away.

She ran very fast, and the sound of her footsteps on the plank was not heard anymore after a while.

Not long after Jiang Chacha left, Wen Huaizhi's unrestrained demeanor just now gradually stiffened, the smile on his face also faded, and his eyes became clear and calm.

The sun was shining on him.

At that moment, the boy in black T-shirt was so calm that it made people feel a little sad.

——Letter from the author
Explain, the president didn't want Jiang Chacha to worry about him being involved in his affairs, because he knew she was kind and wanted her to leave at that time, so he took the initiative to push her away in the most misunderstood way.

The chairman is such an awkward person.

Some people like this kind of personality and some people hate it. It can only be said that it is pitiful and hateful.

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