【Quick Wear】I always go to the wrong plot

Not wanting to get involved too much, Zhao Xi, in keeping with her qualities as a vicious female supporting actress, began to make trouble unreasonably: "What on earth are you two doing here?"

Zhao Xi glanced at Nan Zhu and mocked Fu Peipei maliciously: "Don't cling to me, Nan Zhu, are you blind? How can you be attracted to a woman like this?"

Nan Zhu's face was filled with anger: "We didn't do anything, and we have no obligation to explain anything to you." He stood up from the ground, "Zhao Xi, I won't like you, so don't chase me anymore."

Zhao Xi's face suddenly became extremely gloomy.

Fu Peipei was frightened by the atmosphere and left Zhao Xi, standing there speechless. She wanted to explain, but was scared away by Nan Zhu's look.

Zhao Xi was suddenly filled with anger: "Still flirting with me? Nanzhu, I just want to have you, so what? I just want to like you, is it your business?"

"who do you like?"

When Zhao Xi was happily praising his acting skills in his heart, Lu Qingci's cold voice came.

Lu Qingci walked up to her, his face showing no emotion, but Zhao Xi didn't dare to speak. It was like the instinct of a small animal that felt threatened.

She didn't say anything, but Lu Qingci said, "Do you like him?"

Nan Zhu frowned, he recognized Lu Qingci as the person who had been following Zhao Xi recently. He seemed to be an ordinary person, but his aura made him tense.

Especially when Nan Zhu looked at him, Lu Qingci had a deep shadow under his brow, and his eyes were as dark as the abyss. In an instant, Nan Zhu's experience gave him a crazy warning: Run away!

Nan Zhu felt a deep sense of exhaustion and powerlessness, and cursed in his heart: What else is wrong with this school? !

Nan Zhu made a prompt decision: "Since you two have something to say, I will leave first. I will say it again, Zhao Xi and I have nothing to do with each other."

Fu Peipei hurriedly caught up with Nan Zhu.

"Why do you like Nanzhu?"

Lu Qingci, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke.

They were on their way back to the classroom.

Zhao Xi remembered her character, but her acting skills were not very good. Besides, she and Nan Zhu had spent very little time together, so she couldn't really say that she had a deep love for him, so she picked the most superficial one: "He is good-looking. I like this one."

Lu Qingci stopped. The street lights on campus were very bright. He turned around and saw Zhao Xitian's innocent and naive face.

The weather had already begun to turn to autumn, and she was only wearing a short-sleeved summer school uniform. She unconsciously folded her arms and made faces. However, because of her rosy cheeks and rosy lips, she looked like a bad-tempered, willful and proud girl.

He had no idea what consequences his casual words would have.

"Zhao Xi."

Zhao Xi said unsatisfiedly: "Why do you always call me?"

His chin was held in the palm of his hand, and his fingers pinched into his fair face. Suddenly, Lu Qingci's gloomy face was only five centimeters away from Zhao Xi.

Just as Zhao Xi was about to scream, Lu Qing dismissed her.

When the kiss fell on Zhao Xi's lips, Zhao Xi was stunned.

The culprit looked indifferent and even stroked Zhao Xi's chin with his fingers, as if he was dissatisfied with her stiff body. His voice was very different from usual: "Open your mouth."

The corners of their lips overlapped, and the other person's breath hit Zhao Xi's face. His head was dizzy, and he could only open his mouth slightly in a daze, allowing Lu Qingci to wreak havoc.

By the time they separated, Zhao Xi's legs were weak. Her cheeks were flushed, her pupils were trembling, her lips were red and trembling, and she wanted to say something but was frightened by Lu Qingci's eyes: Under the black hair, Lu Qingci's pupils were pure black, and when he stared at her intently, it was as if he was looking into the abyss.

"What about me? You like Nan Zhu, so what am I?"

Zhao Xi's pupils trembled. The meaning of this sentence was so profound that she stuttered: "You, what do you mean? You don't like me, do you?!" She couldn't help but step back, keeping a distance of half a meter: "How could you like me? What do you like about me?"

Lu Qingci didn't say anything. Zhao Xi was in a mess, and she felt a coat being put on her. Lu Qingci lowered his long eyelashes, and as his fingers tightened, Zhao Xi was lifted up by the coat, and warmth instantly spread to her arms. Zhao Xi looked at Lu Qingci, and his voice was indifferent, but every word was clear: "Who wants you to look good? I just like this style of yours."

Was it the words she just said to Lu Qingci? !

Zhao Xi froze for a moment, his eyes darting around but he didn't dare look at Lu Qingci.

"Let's go back."

Lu Qingci was so calm that he didn't look like someone who was confessing his love. On the contrary, Zhao Xi, the one being confessed to, was pressing his chest blankly, his face disheveled in the wind.

"Why would Lu Qingci like me?"

After evening self-study, Zhao Xi returned home and paced back and forth in his room alone, falling into deep confusion.

1314: [What's so strange about this? Host, think carefully about what you did to him. ]

Zhao Xi: "I didn't do anything..." As she spoke, the confusion in her eyes suddenly turned into shock: No, it seems that she really did a lot for Lu Qingci!

Teach those who bully Lu Qingci a lesson, help Lu Qingci learn, help him get medical treatment, and bear witness to his family...

"what--"

Zhao Xi knelt down beside the bed, holding her forehead with her hands, and felt a pain in her forehead: How can this be called doing nothing? ! If someone treated her like this, she would strongly suspect that this guy had been secretly in love with her for several years.

"Isn't this a bad thing?" Zhao Xi was really at a loss. If it really looked like this, it seemed that Lu Qingci would like her, and she herself had made a great contribution.

After sorting out her thoughts, Zhao Xi felt a little guilty. It was not surprising at all that Lu Qingci would like her under these circumstances, Zhao Xi thought from his perspective.

But she would not respond to Lu Qingci.

1314 didn't understand her distress: [Why not just reject him directly? Host, what are you worried about? You like him too, right? ]

Zhao Xi lay on the bed, holding Kuromi's short hand, his mind wandering: "I know, I should not like him. But..."

She buried her head in Kuromi's belly in annoyance. At this time, the cell phone rang. Zhao Xi picked it up and saw that it was Lu Qingci.

This guy’s online name is Lu Qingci, an honest person who looks completely different from his vixen-like appearance.

[Lu Qingci: Zhao Xi, I went to deal with my father's affairs these days. I didn't mean to not reply to you. My mother was buried, and my grandparents were a little emotional. I didn't want to affect you.]

Zhao Xi looked at these words and felt something strange for some reason.

How do you feel, Cha Cha?

[Lu Qingci: Zhao Xi, shall I buy you breakfast from that restaurant tomorrow? I heard that you will bring breakfast to Nan Zhu, right? It doesn't matter, I'll bring it to both of you.]

Seeing this, Zhao Xi's mouth twitched, and he called directly. When the call was connected, there was some noise on Lu Qingci's end, but Zhao Xi could hear his clear voice clearly: "Zhao Xi, what's wrong?"

Zhao Xi: "You're OOC, do you know that, Lu Qingci? Are you sick? Look at what you sent me?"

Zhao Xi was so angry that she almost laughed: "What are you doing? I don't want you to bring breakfast to Nan Zhu, and I won't bring it to him either. Please put it away for me."

Lu Qingci's voice was indifferent, but Zhao Xi actually heard a hint of grievance: "I know."

After this, Zhao Xi's awkward feeling about Lu Qingci's confession completely disappeared, and she returned to her normal feelings when getting along with him: "I only brought him a few times."

Zhao Xi buttoned up Kuromi's clothes and said in a low voice: "Let's talk about it tomorrow. I think you may have some misunderstandings."

Zhao Xi's voice on the other end of the phone sounded even softer as the current passed through it: "Lu Qingci, you don't know me very well, so you may have some illusions that you like me," she stammered, "I have a bad temper and I like to do bad things, so why do you like me?"

Lu Qingci listened quietly, standing alone on top of the school's big clock, the evening breeze blowing the corners of his clothes. He listened patiently to Zhao Xi's words, and then said casually: "You are very good, Zhao Xi, you are the best."

Zhao Xi must have been shy and spoke incoherently. Lu Qingci just kept listening until Zhao Xi hung up the phone in anger.

Under the bright moon, Lu Qingci had an indifferent expression, his chin slightly raised, his sharp eyes like the top hunter, staring at one person, looking through countless walls, and locked on Nan Zhu, who was lying on the bed in the dormitory, sweating profusely and sleeping uneasily.

Zhao Xi was not wrong, but the man who appeared in front of Zhao Xi was wrong. He looked good? If he died, would Zhao Xi still think he was good-looking?