The school’s little wild cat is cute and sweet

"Xixi, do you like that boy very much?"

"You like to disobey me so much, do you have to watch yourself stab him in the chest before you will concentrate on doing what I say?"

"Just like you thrust the scissors into my chest."

In the bathroom, looking at the cold and terrifying words on the phone, Mu Qianxi froze in place, and the blood in her body ran cold.

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Leng Che looked at the door of the box, but she didn't show up. As time passed, he became more and more nervous, and his heart beat more and more violently with each passing second.

What's there to be nervous about? I just told her that I agreed to be her boyfriend.

Leng Che told himself, trying to calm his nervous heart.

She likes me anyway, doesn't she?

Less than a minute later, a sense of insecurity suddenly emerged in my sensitive heart.

Does she like me?

This sudden doubt made him stunned.

A week ago, she confessed her love to me and asked me to be her boyfriend. And today on the subway, she told me that she liked me very much! Of course she likes me! How can someone change their mind so quickly?

Leng Che cursed himself in his heart for worrying too much, but he was still a little worried about what would happen if she got tired of him and fell in love with someone new within one day.

As soon as this thought appeared, it slowly entangled his heart like a growing vine, getting tighter and tighter, making him suddenly lose confidence and become more and more uneasy and depressed.

She should still like me, right?

After struggling with his conscience, he desperately needed a way to make the final decision. So he simply picked off a violet and tried to prove that she loved him by counting its petals.

When she realized what she was doing, her fingers on the petals paused.

Leng Che, when did you become so childish? You can't do this! Are you a fool?

He cursed himself mercilessly in his heart.

However, within two seconds, I couldn't help but start counting.

"She doesn't like me, she likes me, she doesn't like me, she likes me..."

For each answer, break off a petal.

In the end, only a lonely petal was left on the branch.

"She doesn't like..."

When he gave the final answer, Leng Che stared at the only remaining petal in shock, then bit his back teeth in hatred.

He had clearly asked someone to prepare single-petal violets! Each flower should have four petals, how come he counted an odd number!

A piece must have fallen off during transportation!

Otherwise, the answer you count out must be the one you like!

Leng Che was furious and snapped his fingers angrily. With the sound, a small ball of dark blue flame appeared out of nowhere and instantly burned the last petal on the branch to ashes.

Looking at the empty branches, he finally felt happy and whispered, "She likes me."

Suddenly, the door of the box was pushed open, and Mu Qianxi appeared at the door. Leng Che hurriedly stuffed the petals in his palm into his coat pocket and quickly returned to his original cold and indifferent look.

He said calmly: "Mu Qianxi, I have something to say..."

"Leng Che, let's go now! I, I don't want to stay here anymore!" Mu Qianxi's eyes flashed with anxiety.

Talk to you.

The last three words were stuck in my throat before I could even utter them.

She didn't want to stay here any longer. She was worried that she would run into that person again and that person would really do something to hurt her. So she hurriedly made an excuse: "I, I want to go out for a walk!"

Leng Che was silent for a moment, lowered his eyes, hiding the lost light in his eyes. Then he replied calmly: "Okay."

"Then let's go!"

She didn't notice what he wanted to say, nor the violets carefully arranged on the table, and turned away.

He clenched and unclenched his wet palms, glanced at the flowers on the table, and stood up to follow.

Perhaps, she was not well prepared. She didn't like this place, nor did she like Violet...

We still need to find the right time.