shine on her star

But at that time, he will be surrounded by a group of beauties, pure, enchanting, charming, and caring...

What about her?
Would he still look at her?

When a young girl thinks of something, the expression will show on her face.

Especially with someone you like.

Zhao Xi took a few sips of water before raising his head.

His throat was moistened, and his voice was not so hoarse: "Thank you."

The corners of the eyes are a little red, which looks very demonic.

Zhao Ni lowered her head: "I'm going out to review, you go to sleep, I won't disturb you anymore."

When leaving the room, she subconsciously stopped.

Looking back, Zhao Xi was still sitting on the bed in a daze.

I don't know what to think.

Zhao Ni's eyes drifted to his lips inexplicably.

Kissed her forehead, drank from her water glass...

Thinking of this, she blushed and ran out of the room in a panic.

Zhao Ni opened the chair and sat down, facing the textbook, but actually didn't read a single word.

One word after another in the book, in her eyes, became Zhao Xi after another.

When he is serious, when he is indifferent, the way he smiles, the way he looks drunk, he will be anxious and worried, and he will gently praise her for her progress.

Ah!
Terrible!

Zhao Ni raised her hand and patted her forehead very hard.

What time is it? It's time for the college entrance examination. Don't think about what you have.

She didn't know how long she was in a daze.

Just as I was packing up my mood and preparing to continue my review, there was a sudden "boom" in the bedroom.

Zhao Ni froze for a moment, got up and ran in.

Pushing open the door, she saw Zhao Xi lying on the ground wrapped in a quilt.

face to the ground.

Probably because she wasn't used to such a small bed like hers, she turned over and fell off.

Zhao Ni hurried over to help him: "Zhao Xi, how are you doing? Does it hurt from the fall?"

Don't hurt yourself, especially that face.

She liked his face.

At this time, Zhao Ni didn't know how much Zhao Xi could drink.

In fact, he didn't drink much, because of his poor drinking capacity, he couldn't find the southeast and northwest at all.

At first he was still sober, but it was a no-brainer.

Now I'm on my head, I fell out of bed, and I can't even get up.

It took Zhao Ni a lot of effort to help Zhao Xi up from the ground.

"Did you fall somewhere?" She wasn't worried that he was injured, because he was wrapped in a quilt, so he couldn't hurt anywhere, the key was his face.

He was sitting on the ground with his back against the bed, his brows were tightly frowned, his expression was dazed, as if he had forgotten who he was.

Zhao Ni squatted in front of him, stretched out her hand, spread five fingers, and waved in front of his eyes: "Zhao Xi?"

The dazed look is very obedient.

Too good to bully.

Zhao Xi was stunned for a long time before regaining consciousness.

He raised his arm and rubbed the tip of his nose.

When the face was on the ground, the first thing hit was the nose: "It hurts..."

Zhao Ni: ...

Your reflex arc is too long.

She stood up, hugged Zhao Xi's arm, and helped him to sit on the bed.

"Don't drink next time." Although the expression is very cute, she can feel that he is very sad now.

Because I noticed it just now, he showed a state of wanting to vomit but unable to vomit.

Zhao Xi still had a dazed and bewildered expression.

He muttered small words: "Wait, wait for you to finish high...I...I have, want, talk to, say..."

Intermittent, the voice is very soft, I can't understand what he is saying at all.

Zhao Ni frowned: "What did you say?"

She only heard the last word.

"Say, say..." Every time he took a breath, the smell of red wine wafted over.

What he had to say seemed important.

Zhao Ni moved her ear closer, wanting to listen carefully.

At this moment, Zhao Xi suddenly tilted his head and fell on her shoulder.

Zhao Ni: ...

Sleep again?
At least you finish the sentence before going to bed.

Forget it.

Zhao Ni spent a lot of effort to make him lie down flat.

She pulled out the quilt rolled under her body and covered him again.

Zhao Xi, who was asleep, was still frowning.

At this time, Zhao Ni found out that since he came out of the clubhouse, his eyebrows have never been relaxed.

So what's wrong with you?

Career?
She gently closed the door, returned to her seat, sat down, and picked up the book.

After working on the questions for a while, Zhao Ni suddenly thought of the middle-aged man she met in the club.

Although the appearance of greasy hair and powder noodles is disgusting, but judging by his clothes, he should be a rich man.

She doesn't understand the entertainment industry, but she also knows the truth that being rich is a father.

For someone as proud as Zhao Xi, asking him to let go of his self-esteem to drink with these people would be like killing him.

But he did.

So very unhappy, right?

Zhao Ni turned her head and glanced at the tightly closed bedroom.

very quiet.

He should be fast asleep.

Zhao Ni's original goal was the English Department of University B.

She is not very strong in science, and she has no advantage in taking science majors. The only thing is that her English is very good, especially her spoken English. She is very fluent. Under Zhao Xi's guidance, she has changed from very good to very good.

There is another advantage of taking the English department.

Job options are wide.

If you can be a translator, you can do liberal arts work. If you can’t, work hard, get a teacher’s certificate, and become an English teacher.

But at this moment, all these thoughts were left behind by Zhao Ni.

She remembered that when she was in the club, Zhao Xi's manager seemed to have something to say to her.

It was interrupted by Zhao Xi.

But she guessed that the agent wanted to ask her if she wanted to enter the entertainment industry.

It was not there.

But if Zhao Xi feels lonely working alone in this circle, she doesn't mind stepping into this abyss with him.

……

In the evening, Papa Zhao and Yang Xuemei came back.

Zhao Xi is still sleeping.

After opening the door and coming in, Zhao Ni made a "shh" gesture at them.

Father Zhao was puzzled: "What's wrong?"

Zhao Ni pointed to her bedroom: "Zhao... Teacher Zhao is sleeping."

Zhao?

Which Teacher Zhao?

Zhao's father was a little confused.

Yang Xuemei did understand: "It's Zhao Xi."

She gave Zhao Ni a meaningful look.

The little girl should understand what she meant.

His cheeks flushed red.

The reason why I called "Teacher Zhao" is to have a sense of propriety with my father.

It's just that this sense of proportion is a bit deliberate.

Because she never called Zhao Xi a "teacher".

Zhao's father, a man who is three-dimensional and five-thick, naturally didn't feel it. As a careful woman, Yang Xuemei must have understood.

Zhao Ni didn't dare to meet her eyes, and lowered her head after she finished speaking.

It seems that I am reviewing, but I am actually nervous.

Father Zhao still didn't understand: "Why did Zhao Xi sleep in your room?"

Although he was very relieved of the young man across the door, he was still a boy, sleeping in his daughter's room, wasn't it appropriate?

Zhao Ni explained: "He was drunk and didn't bring the key, so I let him rest at our house for a while."

She didn't say the part about picking him up.

When Dad heard it, he must be thinking wildly.

"That's it," Father Zhao's brows were not stretched, but he was still wrinkling. Seeing that Zhao Xi had done his best to help his daughter with her studies, no matter how inappropriate he felt in his heart, he didn't say, "Okay, let him sleep. Wake up when you wake up."

Are you thinking too much?

I always feel that something is wrong.