It turns out that the school god has a crush on me

Chapter 223 Xia Zhizhi's Self-Ashamed
The girl smiled and stretched out her hand, "Hi, I'm Yao Ran, Yixiu mentioned you to me."

She had a kind attitude, and although Xia Zhizhi was suspicious, she still stretched out her hand.

Yao Ran was wearing a yellow dress, with delicate makeup on her face, slightly curly hair, high heels, earrings, and a simple necklace, all of which looked so elegant and decent on her body.

For the first time, Xia Zhizhi felt the gap between himself and Bian Yixiu.

In fact, in Bian Yixiu's eyes, she is really just a child, wearing a school uniform and a simple white T-shirt, watching Barbie cartoons.

She tightened her fingers, "Excuse me, what's the matter?"

If it's just a simple hello, why do you need to distract others.

Although she is young, she is not a fool.

The corners of Yao Ran's lips were slightly raised, and the bright red color of her lips showed that she was confident and generous, "I know what you're thinking."

"But you have to understand that he just treats you as a student, a child."

Hearing this, Xia Zhizhi's heart skipped a beat suddenly, those thoughts that she had been carefully hiding were suddenly cut open with a knife, and the flesh and blood were nakedly displayed in front of her.

She pinched the flesh of her palm slightly with her fingertips, and forced herself to look up at Yao Ran, "If you just want to talk about this, obviously, we have nothing to talk about."

Xia Zhizhi turned and left the private room with the bag in hand.

Yao Ran asked Zheng, and shouted at Xia Zhizhi, "Stay away from him, don't trouble him anymore!"

It was obviously just a child, but she felt an excessive calmness from this child.

And that kind of calmness, she has also felt in another person.

So, the temperament of the student follows her teacher.

Xia Zhizhi carried the bag out of the private room, went to the corridor, and stuffed the bag into the large trash can.

She was panting against the wall, her face and lips were pale.

Tears could not be controlled from sliding down the corners of the eyes.

She was so angry and so uncomfortable...

But she didn't know what she was angry about, maybe it was because she was overwhelmed, or maybe it was because her thoughts were exposed.

Just now, she was standing in front of Yao Ran, and that kind of self-ashamedness enveloped her.

It's not that she hasn't seen beautiful girls before, in the future, Qiqi, Xiao Xue, even that transfer student is very beautiful.

However, Yao Ran has some confidence and generosity that she doesn't have.

What Teacher Bian would like is Yao Ran who is dressed in a mature and elegant way, and who can stand beside him in elegant high heels.

It's not a child who wears canvas shoes and needs to be worried about in every way.

Xia Zhizhi's most beautiful dream in the past ten years was suddenly shattered at this moment, she clutched her heart, pain swept over her head one after another, tears rolled down her cheeks, and burned the ground.

Qian Han, who was carrying the bag, froze for a moment, and called out uncertainly, "Zhizhi?"

He caught a glimpse of the girl who had always been calm but lost her mind and cried into tears at this moment, like a little girl who lost her doll.

Xia Zhizhi looked over, her vision was blurred, she turned her back subconsciously, wiped her eyes with her sleeves indiscriminately, but the tears seemed to be unable to stop the switch, more and more wiped...

"...Sorry" Xia Zhizhi's voice was choked up, with a little hoarseness.

Qian Han put down the bag, walked up to her, put his work hat on her head, he pressed the brim of the hat, Xia Zhizhi's eyes were dark.

Qian Han's voice was flat, looking straight ahead, "It's okay, no one will see it."

Xia Zhizhi bit her lip, didn't speak any more, and let the tears flow down until her eye sockets were too dry to cry anymore.

　Thanks to Jingluo 2835, Xiaoshen was spoiled by mathematics, Yang Xize 1 Gu Zexi, Yixin Canglan, a few cute monthly tickets (ˇεˇ)～mua
　　(Maybe, have you ever felt the feeling that the other party and yourself are two worlds just by looking at it)
　　
　
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