Sweet! After rebirth, I kidnapped the school idol heir

Chu Ya smiled. She already had someone, and this person made her nervous all day long. Moreover, this person was particularly domineering, possessive, and very combative. If there were really other boys, they would have a fight. She didn't dare to talk to him anymore.

Chu Ya said perfunctorily: "Forget it."

Qiqi was a little disappointed, or rather unwilling: "Sister, don't you want to have a sweet love?"

Chu Ya thought to herself that it was sweet enough and she felt that she was already very happy, but she couldn’t tell Qi Qi about this.

She changed the subject: "Qiqi, you just said that you added a lot of boys when playing games." She hesitated, "Have you broken up with the previous one? Are you dating someone new?"

Qiqi confessed: "Of course, I'm talking about the fourth one."

Chuya was stunned.

Qiqi counted and said, "No, it's the sixth one."

Looking at Chuya's surprised expression, Qiqi smiled and continued to sit on the sofa and eat cake.

Chuya didn’t know what to say. She might not have as much experience in love as Qiqi.

Qiqi took the initiative to explain to her: "This is normal. Many people around me have talked about it."

Chuya didn't say anything.

Qiqi ate the cake and talked about the gossip she had heard recently: "There was another person who went there for an abortion, but I don't know her."

"What?" Chu Ya was shocked again.

Qiqi saw Chuya's shocked expression and felt a sense of accomplishment in gossiping, so she went on to say in detail: "That girl was in love with a boy, but he turned out to be a scumbag. After she got pregnant, she asked the boy for money to have an abortion, but he refused to give her money. The girl then went to the boy's house and the boy directly sent the girl's private photos to the school group."

"What?" Chu Ya felt like she was listening to a fairy tale, which didn't seem like anything that happened in reality.

Qiqi looked at her unbelieving expression and said, "This is true. Her photos have been uploaded to our group. I saw them this morning."

Chu Ya really couldn't believe it.

Seeing that she didn't believe him, Qiqi took out his phone and pulled out a photo from the group chat: "Look."

Chu Ya took a look with the thought “No way” in her mind, and then looked away.

The girl in the photo is lying on the bed, without any covering, and her face is blurred.

Flawless skin like mutton-fat jade, a well-proportioned figure, and a youthful and beautiful body.

Chuya used to feel inferior because of the rash on her back, but the girl in the photo has such a beautiful body.

She felt a little regretful: "Why doesn't she cherish herself?"

Only when you cherish yourself will others cherish you.

Seeing that she was in a bad mood, Qiqi forked a lychee from the cake and handed it to her mouth.

Chuya opened her mouth and ate.

Qiqi remembered: "Oh, sister, tomorrow my parents and I will go to my aunt's house as guests. I will stay there for two days to play. Let's continue tutoring when I come back."

Chuya nodded. Qiqi’s aunt’s surname was Wang and she had no blood relationship with her.

Every Chinese New Year when Qiqi and her parents went to her aunt's house to play, they would leave Chuya at home. Normally, she would be very sad, but when she thought about the gift that Gu Shi gave her was still in the basement this year, she was not sad at all.

She said happily, "Yes, yes."

Qiqi looked at her strangely and felt that she had changed a little.

Chu Ya didn't feel that there was anything abnormal about herself.

She was just waiting for Ms. Wu wholeheartedly, while Uncle Wang and Qiqi went out.

He took the key and took the things in the basement to his bedroom.

Finally it was brought up, Chuya locked the bedroom door and spread the horse-faced skirt on the bed.

It feels like a dream to own three horse-faced skirts at once.

Chuya took out a white shirt from the closet and slowly put on her skirt in front of the mirror.

Surprisingly, the waist size was just right and the overlap of the skirt was perfectly aligned.

The length was just right, just reaching the top of the feet. She didn't like short tops, so Chu Ya curled her lips and took out a pair of medium-heeled sandals to change into.

The skirt fit her perfectly. The person in the mirror turned around, and the hem of her skirt fluttered up, looking bright and flamboyant. She stood still, and the pleats of her skirt closed, returning to her elegant and dignified state.

She took two steps, and the hem of her skirt swayed like waves and ripples with the movement of her legs. The gold-woven hem of her skirt reflected the bright light in the sun, making her look even more dazzling and luxurious.

It is beautiful in movement and in stillness.

Chu Ya was narcissistic for once and admired herself in the mirror.

Suddenly, a question popped up in my mind. To tailor a horse-faced skirt that fits her well, you need to have waist and hip measurements. How did Gu Shi know her size? How did he tailor a skirt that fits her well?

Ask Guan Qingqing? Guan Qingqing doesn't know either. She hasn't told anyone.

The only possibility she could think of was that Gu Shi measured her blood after she fell asleep...

Imagine that scene, the moonlight shining through the French window onto the bed, she was still sleeping soundly, his hand on her waist... and then down...

The girl in the mirror suddenly covered her face and her face turned red.

How could he be like this...

Chu Ya bit her lip. Since this guy had ordered such a fitted horse-faced skirt, she would not bother with him.

She tried on the skirt and packed her notebook and skirt bracelet into the suitcase so that when Gu Shi came to pick her up, she could take them directly to Hu City.

-

Today is New Year's Eve, which is the 30th day of the lunar year.

Chuya was busy in the kitchen helping Ms. Wu prepare the New Year's Eve dinner. Because Qiqi lived with her aunt, there were only three people in the family. Ms. Wu cooked four dishes and a soup. The family sat together to eat the New Year's Eve dinner, and the Spring Festival Gala was playing on TV.

After dinner, Chuya washed the dishes. Ms. Wu sat on the sofa and watched the Spring Festival Gala, while Uncle Wang sat on the sofa and looked at his mobile phone.

She went back to her bedroom, took a blanket and spread it on the balcony, then sat on the balcony with her knees hugged.

She kept looking downstairs. Just yesterday, the person she had been thinking about day and night appeared downstairs.

Chu Ya kept saying to herself: Don’t look anymore, he won’t come. He was here yesterday and he won’t come again today.

She heard the sound of a car passing by downstairs. Hope rose in her heart. She looked down hastily. It was an unfamiliar white car. It was not Gu Shi...

She sat back down in disappointment.

Hearing the sound...I couldn't help but look downstairs...and turned back in disappointment again...

Today was New Year's Eve, and there were many people going home. Cars kept driving into the neighborhood, and the noise of the cars passing by teased her wantonly, giving her hope, but then taking it away very quickly...

Chu Ya was teased by the sound and looked downstairs again and again, and sat back down again and again.

She didn't mind being teased at all, and wasn't angry at all. She wanted to grab even a glimmer of hope.

But none of the cars downstairs came for her.

In the end, all I got was disappointment.

Nine o'clock... wait until ten o'clock... half past ten...

Chuya picked up the phone and wanted to say: I miss you so much, why don’t you come to see me?

She typed it and then deleted it. She would never send these words to Gu Shi.