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Shang Qinghui also saw Ji Xiaoxue, and the polite but distant smile on his face faded a little when he saw her.

Shang Qinghui moved his eyes away, as if he didn't see her. The classmates and friends beside him chatted happily, but Shang Qinghui didn't listen to a few words, and was a little absent-minded.

Until Ji Xiaoxue stopped her.

Shang Qinghui raised his eyelids to look at her, his eyes didn't fluctuate at all, as if he was looking at a dead object.

Ji Xiaoxue bit her inner lip, and when others asked her what's the matter and looked at each other without answering, she finally mustered up the courage to say: "Shang Qinghui, I have something to tell you."

"What is it?"

"I don't know, the two of you have nothing to talk about."

"Just say something, can't we listen?"

The other students whispered gossip into their ears, but Ji Xiaoxue turned a deaf ear to it and just stared at Shang Qinghui.

Shang Qinghui gave a hum, turned his head to the others and said, "Go first, I'll catch up later."

Now that Shang Qinghui had spoken, the others did not dare to say anything more.

One of them smiled and said, "It's okay, then we'll wait for you a little ahead."

"it is good."

When everyone had left, there were only two people left on the boulevard.

The street lamp stands among the big trees, and the canopy of the tree casts shadows on both sides of the road, as if it is another world.

"What's the matter?" Shang Qinghui didn't look at Ji Xiaoxue, but stared at the front with empty eyes, as if no matter what Ji Xiaoxue said to her, nothing would cause her too much disturbance.

"During the talent contest, who destroyed your dress, have you found the murderer?" Ji Xiaoxue asked in a low voice.

Generally speaking, Ji Xiaoxue would not think about having any contact or even entanglement with such a savage girl, but at this moment, she suddenly wanted to be brave.

"Murderer?" The word aroused Shang Qinghui's interest, and an unknown smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "This word describes..."

Shang Qinghui's words stopped here, but she didn't continue talking.

Ji Xiaoxue didn't care either: "At that time, I saw that you thought it was Bian Ying who dried it up, but in fact, she gave you the cup of milk tea you didn't want, and she gave it to me." "

Shang Qinghui had already guessed this answer, but now that Ji Xiaoxue said it herself, she still felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

It was like a fishbone that went from the ear to the heart and got stuck inside.

"Oh, and then what?"

"Then? Then I want to tell you that she is not the culprit, you hit the wrong person." Shang Qinghui's attitude was beyond Ji Xiaoxue's expectation, how could she be so calm.

"So, you come to tell me this to explain, is that person actually you?"

"Of course it's not me!" Ji Xiaoxue was a little irritable: "You always talk and do things like this without paying attention to evidence. Just relying on your suspicions to establish a person's guilt, right?"

Ji Xiaoxue's words hit the point that Shang Qinghui had been brooding over for a while, and her small face suddenly became serious: "Why, what qualifications do you have to come and preach to me?"

"After working as a tutor for a few days, you really regard yourself as a teacher, don't you think about how you got this part-time job."

"How did you get it?" Ji Xiaoxue was taken aback: "What do you mean?"

"It's not interesting, I just want to say that you have no right to criticize me." Shang Qinghui said clearly every word.

"And I'm very surprised. It's been so long. Why didn't you stand up and tell me this? But it's been delayed until now. Is your conscience disturbed now?"

"you……"

At that time, Ji Xiaoxue didn't immediately stand up to excuse Bian Yingning's suspicion, and she also had her own thoughts.

Isn't Bian Yingning a good monk Qinghui? In the face of interests, she wants to see how strong the friendship between the two can be.

As it turns out, the friendship between the two is vulnerable.

But... At that time, Bian Yingning doubted her eyes, and later she was misunderstood in full view, so she didn't explain too much about herself.

At that moment, she admitted that the idea that she felt that she was insignificant, that she was a flavoring agent in their rich life, suddenly dissipated.

In addition, tonight, Bian Yingning went to her part-time job to wait for her after class, and didn't ask a question about that night.

She suspected that although she made herself very angry, her kindness also made her feel sweet.

Just now Shang Qinghui said that she didn't know how she got this part-time job... It means that this part-time job didn't appear to her by accident, but someone did it on purpose.

Thinking about why Bian Yingning knew her whereabouts, could it be... She arranged this part-time job for herself?

Seeing that Ji Xiaoxue was speechless, Shang Qinghui sneered: "It's been so long, why are you here to be a good person now? As a finance student, you don't know the importance of the word 'timeliness' Bar?"

Ji Xiaoxue gritted her teeth: "I'm not a good person, you are worse than me."

"I just want to be ashamed of my own heart, but what about you, what else can you do besides bullying others with your own status?"

"Heh," Shang Qinghui slapped his palms ironically, "That's really good, you really have a clear conscience."

Even if Shang Qinghui and Bian Yingning had more conflicts and disputes, in front of outsiders, she would still not lose the slightest battle.

"How much do you know about Bian Yingning and I? It's better to bully others than to say nothing, right?"

Shang Qinghui knew exactly where Ji Xiaoxue's sore feet were, and if she blamed herself, she would step on her sore feet, since neither of them was a good person anyway.

When Shang Qinghui walked past Ji Xiaoxue, she said softly: "No matter how many conflicts I have with her, I believe we can still erase everything."

"But you are sensible, I don't want things, thank you for helping me put them in the trash can, so that no one else can stain their fingers."

Shang Qinghui left.

People walking at night would occasionally pass by here, a couple dragged and walked under the big tree, rustling, Ji Xiaoxue bit her lip, her face paler in the dark night.

In addition to Shang Qinghui's arrogance hitting her, Ji Xiaoxue fell into a deeper anxiety.

The last sentence of Shang Qinghui said... She knew that she had thrown away the milk tea that Bian Yingning gave her.

But how could she know.

They said that the monitoring was broken, and the only possibility was that they went through the trash can, but only Bian Yingning knew what kind of milk tea she gave her, and was able to determine whether the cup was thrown by herself.

In other words, Bian Yingning also knew that she threw away the milk tea she gave her.

Thinking of this possibility, Ji Xiaoxue felt very at a loss, as if she was caught by the teacher for doing some tricks in class.

cramped, restless.

No, Ji Xiaoxue, you shouldn't feel embarrassed and nervous, she gave herself the milk tea that others don't want, she should be the one who should feel embarrassed!

hum-

The phone beeped with a message.

Ji Xiaoxue opened it, it was a message from Nangong Jin, asking her if she was free, and wanted to treat her to dinner tomorrow.

Ji Xiaoxue turned off the phone with a sullen face, and walked back to the dormitory.

Rich people are crazy, especially this Nangong Jin, who seems to be familiar with each other.

That night in the talent contest, she won No.4, and she didn't feel anything about it. When he came up to present the award to herself, he even vaguely questioned her: "Why did you only get No.4?"

When it was over, he comforted her: "Forget it, it doesn't matter, left and right are just a competition, don't worry, in my heart, only you are number one."

relax?She is not dissatisfied with her grades, so she needs to relax.

So what if she won No.4, so what if she didn't perform well, what has it to do with him?

……

There was a professional class this morning, Bian Yingning got up very early, and was swiping her phone while eating breakfast.

Suddenly, a news broadcast ran out: "Last night in this city, there was a robbery with a knife in the Kemin District. The robbery man shot and injured the victim because he yelled and resisted.

The victim was stabbed in the abdomen and is still being rescued.Fortunately, it was discovered by the patrolling police at that time, and the hospitalization was stopped in time. The policeman was also stabbed twice, but fortunately, it was only a minor injury. The details..."

Bian Yingning frowned.

Kemin district, isn't it the place where the heroine went to tutor yesterday.

The heroine was taken away by me, but I didn't expect the incident to happen, it's just...

Bian Yingning suddenly lost her appetite for food.

The injured policeman could not be Duanmu Zhenghao.

Thinking about it, Bian Yingning took a screenshot of the news and sent it to Duanmu Zhenghao, asking him if he was okay.

Duanmu Zhenghao returned two photos to her. They were photos of him lying on the hospital bed. One palm was wrapped with thick gauze, and the other was a long piece of gauze wrapped around his calf.

Bian Yingning enlarged the photos, and in one of the photos she saw the legs of a woman in a suit and half skirt in the corner.

Bian Yingning: "Oh my God, why are you injured so badly? Which hospital are you in? I don't have class this afternoon, so I'll go and see you."

As soon as the news was sent out, Bian's mother came down the stairs in a hurry: "I heard from the driver that you went to Kemin District last night, or did you drive the car back by yourself?"

Bian Yingning put away her phone and nodded.

"Nonsense, what are you doing there when you have nothing to do? You should read the news. It's not safe outside. You must bring two...no, four bodyguards when you go out in the future!"

Bian Yingning imagined that she was walking in front, followed by four menacing bodyguards in black suits, black sunglasses, and hulking backs.

"...Is there a female bodyguard?" This was her last insistence.

……

Duanmu Zhenghao, who was holding the phone in one hand on the hospital bed, had a smile on his face, and Duanmu Zhengjie, who was peeling fruit for him, gave him a Huaichun look: "What's the matter laughing like this?"

"Cough," Duanmu Zhenghao restrained his smile a little: "I have a friend... want to visit me in the afternoon."

In fact, he felt that he was not seriously injured, and he planned to be discharged from the hospital. Looking at it now, it is not impossible to stay in this hospital for a while.

"girlfriend?"

"No... just ordinary friends now."

Now?Duanmu Zhengjie raised his eyebrows and stopped teasing him.

"By the way, if you have nothing to do in the afternoon, you can take care of me here. She admires you very much and wants to get to know you very much." Duanmu Zhenghao reminded him of something.

"Worship me?" Duanmu Zhengjie wondered, "I'm not some idol star."

"Hmm, that means she has good taste."

Duanmu Zhengjie was thoughtful, as if he was praising himself.

……

Ji Xiaoxue saw this news during the class break, and a surge of joy and fear arose at the same time.

After carefully looking at the place where the accident happened in the news, it happened to be the place where she would pass by when she was going to take the bus.

Ji Xiaoxue was so startled that her hands trembled slightly.

Why does she appear every time—so timely.

When school started, when she was working part-time in a bar, when she was desperate, and last night...

Is there something in the dark that is hinting at himself.

Opening the chat box with Bian Yingning, the two have not sent messages to each other for a long time.

The last message record is that she replied that when Bian Yingning refused her invitation to go out to watch a movie together on weekends, she sent herself a head-touching emoji, and she replied cute.jpg.

Ji Xiaoxue deletes, deletes, deletes and deletes in the chat box, but finally nothing is sent.

For the first time in my life, I don't know how to thank someone.

……

They didn't sleep well at night, and Shang Qinghui didn't come to the first half of the class. Today's class is from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-], and Shang Qinghui didn't arrive at school until after ten o'clock.

It was gray when I woke up in the morning, and it started to rain lightly when Shang Qinghui went out, and until now, the rain has become heavier.

Bian Yingning's class today is a morning class, and she only lasts until [-]:[-].

She thought it was a drizzle, but she hadn't reached the school gate yet, the rain started to get heavy, she had no choice but to hide under a bulletin board, and called the driver to come in to pick her up.

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Mian took a puff on her cigar, lightly exhaled a heart-shaped smoke ring, and told Bian who was standing obediently across the way: "Sisters want to see you and Can'er on the sofa, what do you think?"

Bian: (blushing) (tweaking) Will this affect the pure friendship between him and Cancan?

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