I, the villainous female lead, wear many hats

Chapter 95 Bian Jichen's Apology
Bian Jichen, who was wearing a black headband, was looking at her with lowered eyelids. His stubble was hanging on his forehead. When the summer evening wind blew, it blew tastefully. His eyebrows.

As the clear outline of the eyes was blown away by the wind, Jiang Chacha also saw the faint light in his eyes.

Sometimes I wonder, she has endured the negative influence of the original owner's past, if she is not a player of the second game of mind, and does not have the filter for him, would she still have a good impression of him in her heart like now?

In fact, similar things have happened many times before.

For example, she happened to meet Bian Jichen on the small road that Bian Jichen often walked on campus.

It was also a sunny day that day. He was wearing a white shirt under the scorching sun, carrying his schoolbag behind his shoulder with one hand, and wearing a single bluetooth earphone on his earphone. He stood there with a cold and inhuman demeanor, but at the same time, he was somewhat The laziness engraved in the bones always makes people unable to stop.

Jiang Chacha really stopped for a moment.

But because of the embarrassing and complicated relationship between the two, in order to avoid danger, she quickly looked away and quickened her pace to escape.

But in the end Bian Jichen still noticed her.

He called her name.

She couldn't help it, stopped and looked back at him.

He raised his hand and pressed the bluetooth headset, his alienated eyes fell on her.

He said softly: "I will never go this way again in the future."

She was in a daze at the time, she really didn't understand, and asked him what it meant stupidly.

"Don't follow me again." He said coldly, his voice as cold as the coldest ice cube in the beer in a bar.

Jiang Chacha quickly understood.

Not long had passed since the original owner threatened him with self-mutilation.

He always thought that she changed her routine and used a more silent way to stalk him.

After that, there were too many misunderstandings.

It's just that she didn't specifically remember this kind of thing.

Remembering unsatisfactory life often only makes people more painful, so she often tends to remember happy things, and every time she thinks about it, it will be like a piece of sugar, and the aftertaste is sweet.

She aspires to be a sunflower that follows the sun, a tough grass, and wants to be reborn in the spring breeze, but reality seems to be against her.

This misunderstanding has now started again as usual.

Good guy, did she give Bian Jichen a big gift just now? ?
Jiang Chacha quickly stood up, and not long after she stood still, she bent down again and paused.

She frowned in pain, screamed, put her hands on her ankles, and looked down at the wound.

There was a patch of broken skin on the ankle, and it was dirty, the pink flesh clogged with dust and small grit.

No wonder it hurts so much.

She didn't deliberately try to sell miserably.

However, a man's dull voice came from above his head again, "Are you hurting yourself on purpose to get my attention?"

"Ginger Chacha, aren't you tired?"

Tired, of course tired, being misunderstood by him every time, so tiring.

So Jiang Chacha said angrily: "Yeah, you misunderstand me so much every day, I'm already exhausted, I probably won't survive tomorrow morning, tomorrow the hearse will pick me up on time."

Bian Jichen: ...

What is she saying?
The system was also taken aback: [Host, you are so ruthless that you are even scolding yourself. 】

Have been shocked.

Hearing what it said, Jiang Chacha snorted in a bad mood.

Bian Jichen frowned, silently looking at her.

I saw her squatting on the spot, she looked like a small ball, and she was slender, with a feeling of ice and water.Because she lowered her head, the hair behind her fell down to her chest, making her even more beautiful and pitiful.

Because of the pain, her delicate eyebrows were tightly frowned, and the light in her eyes flickered with every blink of her eyes, which was quite charming.

She has changed a lot these days, Bian Jichen was not sure for a while whether she was just hurt because she didn't have that thought.

Jiang Chacha was still squatting there, hugging her knees depressedly, as if she really didn't intend to get up.

She continued: "I was hit by someone, and I accidentally got the ice cream on that girl's hair. Forget it, you won't believe what I said. No matter what, I'm vicious."

He didn't answer her question, but asked, "Are your feet okay?"

"Fortunately, I will go to amputation later."

"..." Bian Jichen was silent.

It was obviously so exaggerated and ridiculous, but when she said it seriously, it seemed so serious.

A pink-orange halo has already appeared on the horizon.

Seeing her face full of anger, it was as if he had wronged her for something so big.

Bian Jichen had no choice but to condescend suddenly and patiently: "Get up, I'll take you to the infirmary."

"I get up when you say it? Am I so shameless? You are the one who misunderstood me. You have said all the good and bad things. What else can I do?"

Bian Jichen had an inexplicable headache.

Now she looks like a hedgehog, and she will stab you suddenly from time to time.

Once the young girl in front of her became stubborn, it seemed like a few cows would not be able to pull her back.

Jiang Chacha rolled her eyes angrily.

She straightened up suddenly, as if she wanted to stand up, but because of the pain from the wound, she couldn't stand for a while.

Years of upbringing under the influence of the aristocratic family made him stretch out his hand to support her.

The ginger chacha man also jumped into his arms.

A man who just finished exercising.

At this moment, what she smelled was the warm breath of the man's body, which was very clean and refreshing, without the smell of sweat.As the body temperature of the two was put together, the ambiguity seemed to be quietly heating up.

Jiang Chacha's face quickly turned red from his breath.

Bian Jichen lowered his eyes, and saw the girl buried on his chest raised her head quietly, staring at him with a pair of beautiful black and white eyes.

Her eyelashes are long and curved.

For a moment, the heart was shocked.

Before Bian Jichen understood what it was like just now, Jiang Chacha suddenly turned cold, stretched out his arms, and pushed him away forcefully.

Enduring the pain, she sat on a bench by the side of the road and called An Liuli to pick her up to the infirmary.

In the evening, some warm wind blew in, slowly blowing away the fragrance in my arms.

He stood there with a faint expression on his face.

He was a little confused about the current vice president.

If she still wanted to stalk him and intentionally hurt him in front of him, then she would never refuse him to take her to the infirmary.

What she said seemed to be true.

Soon, her sister arrived on time and supported her, and the two walked away slowly, and the sun began to set.

Jiang Chacha didn't look at him the whole time, as if he was a transparent person.

He moved his fingers and suddenly wanted to smoke a cigarette.

He fumbled in his pocket, but it was empty, so Bian Jichen could only frown and go home the same way.

I searched the Internet for what to give to a girl as an apology.

The positioning is a female high school student.

After looking at several popular answers on the Internet, the standard answers are all the same.

Girls at this age love beauty. Sending a big-name lipstick, a small necklace or something, or a bouquet of flowers is not expensive, but it is a gift that can make the other party feel your heart.

but……

The premise of these answers is to position yourself as a boyfriend, or have that kind of affection for girls, right?
Bian Jichen frowned, and searched for what should be given as an apology to ordinary classmates.

The answers were all messed up, and he closed the browser blankly.

In the end, he simply and rudely posted a post on the school forum, asking the vice president what her favorite thing was for those fans.

The next day, Bian Jichen came to the school and was going upstairs.

He and Jiang Chacha's two classes are quite close.

As he was going up the stairs, he glanced at the text message.

The errand brother who asked him told him that the things had been delivered in full.

He moved his finger and sent an "ok".

Then continue upstairs.

When passing Jiang Chacha's class, they heard a commotion inside.

There was endless laughter.

Bian Jichen couldn't help slowing down his pace.

He moved his long eyes and looked in lightly.

The window in front of him was open to him. Looking at it from his angle, he happened to see the girl with a good-looking face yesterday in the center of his field of vision, like the lens of a camera auto-focusing, her figure was especially clear in the crowd.

In a well-lit bright classroom, a girl in uniform is sitting on her desk. Her short skirt covers her white thighs. The pair of thin legs left in the air are swaying mischievously. The wound on her right ankle Wrapped up, wrapped in bandages.

That touch of white is a bit dazzling in the sun.

She was surrounded by many people, as if they were her fans.

A group of people don't know what they are doing.

Bian Jichen stepped forward calmly and stood by the window.

On the campus post yesterday, Jiang Chacha's fans told him that the vice president likes roses the most.

He rolled his eyes and looked into the classroom for a move.

The bouquet of roses he sent was not found.

Finally, in an extremely inconspicuous corner, he found a touch of red.

The roses he sent were randomly thrown in the trash can.

Bian Jichen's eyes became extremely pale.

He looked at her again, and there were many gifts beside her. She was very dazzling, and she was the most colorful stroke in the rose summer.She was bright and bright, with a bright smile, and she seemed to be shining. She played with the hair on her chest with her fingers, talking and laughing with them.

Pretty happy.

(End of this chapter)