kiss your brow

The third class in the afternoon.

The class began to select study committee members, and it happened that this was the class of the head teacher.

The chattering sound in her ears was very messy, and Chu Ning was upset.

"Quiet, quiet! Don't whisper!" The class teacher yelled, and everyone was able to stop.

"In this class, the study supervision committee will be selected. I recently observed that Chu Ning came to our class. She is diligent and studious. She is from Class [-]. The task of the study committee will be handed over to her. I hope she will bring good habits to us. Class Nine, those who are not good enough to abandon, live in harmony with everyone."

Chu Ning froze, nodded, "Yes, teacher."

The class teacher thought of something and said: "You are usually responsible for monitoring students who violate class discipline. Once you find someone who acts recklessly, you must not engage in malpractices for personal gain. You must severely punish them, and the whole school will report criticism."

This……

Chu Ning's forehead was dripping with sweat, and her palms were sweaty.

When she first came to class [-], the head teacher gave her the task of being taken advantage of, which was really unbelievable.

The teachers in Class [-] knew that she was a quiet student who didn't talk much, and she didn't have the aura to discipline others. It was a bit dangerous for her to do this.

There was silence in the classroom for a while.

No one spoke.

Suddenly, her back felt slightly cold, and she lowered her head timidly, as if she was being stabbed.

The students in the back row focused their eyes on her full of resentment, and immediately became the target of public criticism.

The head teacher actually let a student who was just transferred take care of them?

It's simply insulting.

Chu Ning timidly coughed a few times, with a troubled face: "Teacher, I...I really can't do this."

"This is an opportunity to exercise yourself, you have to believe that you can do it. Don't feel inferior, hold your head high, and be a little bit confident."

"..."

"It's settled like this, I hope you will integrate into Class Nine as soon as possible."

"Yes."

She lowered her head, sighed secretly, and sat down.

"Okay, let's start class next, why is your seat vacant, Chu Ning, and Song Ying didn't come?" asked the head teacher.

Chu Ning stammered: "Teacher, she, she is not feeling well, that's why she didn't come."

Does this count as covering her up?

"In the future, you will be responsible for taking care of Song Ying and let her study hard. Leave her alone now and start the class. The students turn the books to a new chapter. Today we will talk about..."

The teacher in charge gave lectures seriously, and the students who were joking and romping just kept playing.

Chu Ning opened the book, picked up the black pen at hand to take notes, raised her eyebrows and glanced at the empty space in front of her eyes, feeling very tormented.

If you don't like to study anymore, how can you be absent from the head teacher's class.

She is too soft-tempered, so she is destined not to control Song Ying.

After class, Chu Ning came back from the toilet, stood in the corridor, looked up at the white clouds in the sky, and was in a daze.

"Twist! It's not good, it's not good!"

Panting for breath, Ding Pengpeng grabbed her hand, "Something happened."

Chu Ning suddenly raised her heart, and said anxiously: "Pengpeng, what happened."

Ding Pengpeng ran out of breath, pointed to the playground, and said loudly:

"Aying and Liu Xidie are fighting!"

Chu Ning widened her eyes and exclaimed, "Fight, fight?"

"It's her half-sister! It made Song Ying unhappy again. This time, she might have offended her, and A Ying even did it."

Chu Ning didn't dare to stay for half a second, and kept running to the playground.

The wind tousled her long hair, and dense sweat was floating on her fair face.

Soon, I saw a few people around the corner of the playground, and a few people applauded as if they were watching a play.

Chaos.

The raging and boiling human voice hit the throbbing eardrums.

Chu Ning quickened her pace, unable to stop for a while, and rushed into the crowd.

"Please, please, don't fight, don't fight..."

The sounds of being squeezed sparsely were drowned out in the crowd.

"Come on, watch the girls fight!"

In an atmosphere of enthusiasm.

She vaguely saw Song Ying restraining a girl viciously, kicked her down, and then slapped her up, as if she was crazy.

Her black hair slid down her cheeks mixed with some sweat, her eyes were as cold as ice, and her momentum was like a rainbow.

"Don't...don't hit...please let me go."

The moment she called out, someone suddenly shoved her to the side and bumped into Ding Pengpeng behind her. The two of them were pushed out rudely and stumbled.

"do not fight……"

Her temples were clamoring and all her nerves were jumping wildly. She rubbed her knees, her expression suddenly turned cold, she stood up and held her breath, squeezed her fingers tightly, closed her eyes, and yelled out with all her strength: "Song Ying——!"

"..."

Suddenly, the birds in the tree scattered and all the sound disappeared.

Everyone was stunned and turned their heads to look at the past.

Song Ying stopped what she was doing, turned her face sideways, her red lips were flaming, and her expression was indifferent.

Under the crystal-clear sunlight, the girl's long hair was scattered on her back, her red lips were slightly parted and she gasped for breath, staring at her with eyes as dark as pearls.

Everyone stood there dumbfounded.

The students who were watching and joining in the fun were pushed back by her formation.

Chu Ning's voice suddenly became hoarse. She couldn't speak too loudly. When she spoke, she would be as hoarse as a grinding stone. Her throat was burning and itchy.

She coughed a few times, trying to shake off the discomfort.

Somebody said that the teacher is coming, and the surrounding students dispersed in fright.

Ding Pengpeng quickly took out a wet wipe and handed it to her, "Wipe your hands, why are you fighting?"

Song Ying didn't answer.

He lowered his head, stared at Liu Xidie condescendingly, curled his lips and said, "Next time, it won't be so easy to let you go, it's not that you can just talk nonsense if you have an open mouth."

"I won't let you go." Liu Xidie, with red eyes and disheveled hair, was helped away by two girls.

Chu Ning walked up to Song Ying, looked at her panting, and caught a glimpse of a deep tooth mark on her wrist, with blood on her skin. She felt a little nervous, and asked anxiously, "Do you need to go to the infirmary? Yes." No, where is the injury."

Song Ying opened her dark and gloomy eyes, her brows were slightly covered with indifference, and the corners of her lips raised: "Chu Ning?"

"Ok?"

"Did it scare you?"

"what?"

"It's better not to get involved in some things. I'm not responsible for scaring you."

Song Ying turned her head and smiled faintly, her voice was cold, and she wiped the sweat off her face neatly.

"Yeah, you just scared me." Chu Ning felt uncomfortable seeing the blood, closed her eyelashes, grabbed her slender arm, "Go and bandage it."

"It's okay, just a little hurt."

"Such a beautiful hand, if it has scars, it will not look good."

Song Ying's eyelids trembled, and she remained calm.

She lowered her head and stared at the hands she was holding her, white and soft to the touch, with slender knuckles.Suddenly, his brows were slightly frowned, and he withdrew his hand as if being electrocuted.

Suddenly, he was not used to the feeling of touching her skin.

"I said no need, go back to the classroom."

Song Ying tightened his face, turned and walked away.

Chu Ning stood in the sun, dazed for a few seconds, and sighed slightly.

Was she hated at that moment just now?