my autistic boyfriend

Chapter 7 I Believe In You
As soon as she got home, Qin Jing began to attack her because of Zhou Huaijin's matter: "It's over, it's over, you have another young talent in your hands. Xiaoxi, tell me. Everyone else is a diamond harvester, you What a young talent destroyer."

Sheng Zhaoxi shrugged nonchalantly: "That's because they don't know how to appreciate your sister Xi's beauty."

"I think Zhou Huaijin will never talk to us again."

"That's not necessarily true." Sheng Zhaoxi looked sure, "Maybe he will come to the door tomorrow?"

When Sheng Zhaoxi went out the next day, she saw Lincoln downstairs as expected. She slowed down and knocked on the car window.

Zhou Huaijin rolled down the car window and did not get out of the car.Compared with yesterday's gentle and considerate, it seems a bit unsatisfactory.

Sheng Zhaoxi remembered that her calligrapher grandfather once said that most literary and art workers have a character, and the first thing hidden under the character is the character.She hasn't seen these two words on people for many years.

"You don't seem surprised to see me?"

"Well...actually a little earlier than I thought." Her determination allowed her to take the lead again.

Originally, the slanderous conversation last night was enough to make anyone have nothing to do with her forever, but Sheng Zhaoxi seemed to be able to read people's hearts, so he was sure that he would come to her door.

"I really don't know why I came to you, but when I realized it, the car was already downstairs at your house."

"Prove that your subconscious mind is a smart person, and your conscience is far greater than your face"

"Should I say thank you?" Zhou Huaijin opened the co-pilot's door with a half-smile.

Sheng Zhaoxi sat in unceremoniously. "Whatever. I owe you a thank you anyway. Thank you for giving the missing child a chance to come back alive."

What she said was extremely arrogant and conceited, but someone as introverted as Zhou Huaijin appreciated this confidence very much.

Zhou Huaijin hooked a transparent plastic bag with her index finger and stretched it out in front of Sheng Zhaoxi.Inside the bag are freshly baked steamed buns, which are so cute when squeezed together.

She froze for a second, and another person's face quickly flashed in her mind.

At that time, when I was abroad, I thought of the most famous xiao long bao in my hometown, and I was so hungry, and I thought the quick-frozen buns in the supermarket were not authentic.

Jin Siyu's experimenting hands also clumsily picked up the rolling pin for her.

That plate of xiao long bao was actually not very tasty, but it was a taste she would never forget in her life.

Sheng Zhaoxi was a little dazed when she was in a trance, just like when Zhou Huaijin first met her in the studio.For a moment, it seemed that she was not the same person as the confident and arrogant Sheng Zhaoxi just now.

The hoarse male voice on the radio was humming a ballad: "You are not a schoolgirl with no story..."

Zhou Huaijin laughed dumbfounded, inexplicably feeling the occasion.He stuffed a cup of soy milk into her palm.

Sheng Zhaoxi came back to her senses, coughed to cover up her lack of focus just now: "Thank you. Remember to buy me a breakfast when you are angry."

"..." Sometimes this woman knows how to advance and retreat, and sometimes she goes straight without hiding.Zhou Huaijin didn't know how to deal with this kind of conversation, so she directly brought the topic to Feng Xue'er.

"I went home last night and thought about it. Xiaoxue once mentioned a person to me that is suspicious."

"Girl?" A woman's intuition is always accurate.

"Yes. There is a girl named Tang Ziqi in their class who often troubles her. Xiaoxue doesn't like to speak ill of others, but sometimes she can't help but complain to me."

Sheng Zhaoxi took out a notebook straight away, biting the cap of the pen in his mouth and began to record.

"What kind of trouble?"

"Well...it's the kind of pranks that are not big or small. For example, deliberately pouring dirty water on her, losing her textbooks, spreading some ugly rumors about her, and cooperating with other classmates to isolate her, etc. .”

"Heh. Typical campus bullying. After so many years, it still hasn't changed."

"Miss Sheng was also a victim of campus bullying before?" Zhou Huaijin was aroused by her words.

Sheng Zhaoxi didn't raise her head, her lips crooked, and she smiled sarcastically: "I said I was the perpetrator, do you believe it? Alright. Let's keep talking about Feng Xue'er's case. Her mother knew about her Something about being bullied at school?"

Zhou Huaijin looked at her thoughtfully, and paused for half a second before remembering to answer: "Xiaoxue is a single-parent family. It is very hard for her mother to raise her and provide for her to study art. So she is very sensible, and she probably has never discussed these trivial matters. Her mother mentioned it."

"Small things? Huh." Sheng Zhaoxi snorted coldly from the bridge of his nose, but didn't continue: "What about the teacher? It's impossible for her to be ignorant of what happened in class, right?"

"Now is the most stressful time in the third year of high school. Except for the matters related to the enrollment rate, the teachers probably don't mention anything else."

"Yeah." Sheng Zhaoxi nodded in understanding: "What about Wei Yan?"

"He... I heard that Xiaoxue was with him when he disappeared. Is this true?"

"This matter is still under investigation, and I can't answer you now. Feng Xueer likes Wei Yan, doesn't she?" Sheng Zhaoxi pointed directly at the topic.

Zhou Huaijin suddenly raised her head and looked at her in surprise: "No. She doesn't like Wei Yan."

This was beyond Sheng Zhaoxi's expectation: "But they were all invited by their parents because of puppy love. Although the children denied it, it would not be groundless."

Zhou Huaijin sighed lightly and lowered his eyes.He seems ashamed of talking about other people's private affairs: "Wei Yan likes Xiaoxue. But Xiaoxue doesn't mean that, and she seems to be troubled by his liking."

Zhou Huaijin's words can be said to further increase Wei Yan's motives for committing the crime, but Sheng Zhaoxi is unwilling to make a conclusion too early.

"Why don't we go to school first to see if we can collect other useful information?" Zhou Huaijin suggested, but Sheng Zhaoxi quickly took the last bite of the bun, put away the notebook, and opened the car door.

"Thank you for your valuable information. The rest of the investigation is a matter for the police."

Zhou Huaijin has seen the skill of a woman turning her face faster than turning a book, and she can start an official conversation with him while the steamed stuffed bun is still on her lips.

"Hello, Miss Sheng." Sheng Zhaoxi stopped her windy steps and looked back at him.

Zhou Huaijin stuck out half of her head from the car window: "I don't believe it."

"Ok?"

"I don't believe you are the perpetrator."

The sun at eight o'clock in the morning gradually faded Sheng Zhaoxi's smile, she waved her hand with her back to his car and continued to stride away.If there was another person like Zhou Huaijin by my side back then, life would probably be much easier.

(End of this chapter)