Chapter 12 Others
byChapter 12 Others
In the evening, Wen Wenyao was sending a message to Song Nanqiao again, but he just said a few words, and then the two said good night to each other.
"I always feel like I'm not very good at chatting." Wen Wenyao tugged at her phone. She rarely chats with people. If she wants to chat for a long time, she can't find any topics at all.
She heard that those who are particularly good at chatting can chat for hours... How did this happen? Wen Wenyao thought it was an exaggeration.
She tossed and turned on the bed. The appearance of Song Nanqiao was an accident in her life. What Wen Wenyao liked most was the feeling of relying on Song Nanqiao, a very strong sense of security.
Actually she is lonely...
But after seeing Song Nanqiao's message of good night, Wen Wenyao began to feel at ease, the corners of her mouth rose slightly, and then she buried her face in the quilt. She seemed to be even less likely to fall asleep.
. . . . . . .
Class break the next day.
Song Nanqiao sat on the table and took a sip of water, ready to go to the toilet.
Since Qin Ruixi was dismissed, Song Nanqiao felt that
easy
A lot, at least no points are deducted from her now.
When Song Nanqiao walked to the door of the toilet, he found that there were a lot of people blocking the door of the toilet, and the atmosphere didn't look very good. Song Nanqiao stood on tiptoe and saw that a group of girls were now surrounded by a girl.
The girl was a little scared and walked inside, but the others didn't let her go, scolding her from time to time, and even touching the girl, as if
campus
Bullying look.
Song Nanqiao frowned, what is going on in this school, it is unreliable if you don't get into the student union, and the school's security management is so bad, it's blatant that someone would do this kind of thing during the big class break.
Looks like a habitual offender.
"Please let me go, I'm going to go to the toilet."
"You are blind, can't see what we are doing?"
"Go to another floor."
Three or two girls stopped Song Nanqiao and pushed her outside. When the girls standing outside saw this scene, they all ran to other floors in fright.
"You guys are bullying on campus, aren't you afraid?"
Song Nanqiao suddenly doesn't want to go to the toilet now. This girl looks so pitiful, she can help if she can.
"You're courting death?" The girl in the lead stood up and pushed Song Nanqiao, but was embarrassed to find that she didn't push.
"You push me again, and I'll call the teacher." Song Nanqiao not only did not move, but also spoke to her calmly.
He didn't look scared at all.
"Which class are you in?"
"I won't tell you."
Song Nanqiao passed through her in diameter, pulled the girl from the ground, pushed away the people who were trapped in the toilet, and rescued the girl.
"Fuck, which class, go check it out."
The leading eldest sister was so angry that she had been at the school for three years, but someone was robbing people under her nose, and she did so blatantly.
She was stunned for a moment, but she really didn't react. There are still people in this school who are not afraid of death.
First go to investigate which class the other party is in, and then find an opportunity to beat him hard.
...
When the girl was sent to a safe place, Song Nanqiao pulled his hand back.
"Thank you." The girl's eyes lit up, with some gratitude and admiration in her eyes.
"It's okay, next time someone bullies you, tell the teacher in time."
Song Nanqiao nodded lightly.
"It's useless."
When the girl said this, her eyes darkened.
"It's fine once or twice, but if it's too much, it'll be troublesome."
"How to say?"
"They didn't do it again and again. Although the teacher knew that this matter was true, he couldn't handle it very cleanly. In the end, it was me who suffered. Over time, I didn't want to care about it."
"What's your name."
"Lo Lemon"
"Several classes."
"Class B of the second year of high school."
Song Nanqiao nodded and thought, it is true, some teachers seem to be righteous, but they are actually very afraid of things. When the parents of the other party are very powerful, they cannot handle things properly.
In the end, the victim was the bullied classmate.
"Stop talking about this, thank you, and as a gift, I'll treat you to dinner today at noon."
Luo Lemon quickly adjusted his emotions and smiled at Song Nanqiao. If Song Nanqiao didn't come, he might not be able to go back before class.
"What about you? You haven't told me your name."
"Song Nanqiao."
"Nice name."
The girl smiled at her, and the sunny smile made people feel good.
This made Song Nanqiao even more curious. It was really not easy to show such a sunny smile despite being bullied.
Suddenly, the class bell rang, and the two of them smiled at each other, said goodbye to each other, and returned to their respective classes.
During recess, Song Nanqiao thought of having dinner with Luo Lemon at noon, so he first sent Wen Wenyao a message.
"I have something to do at noon today and I can't be with you."
Wen Wenyao didn't see the news until noon, but she had already prepared the meal and waited for Song Nanqiao. After she decided, she replied to Song Nanqiao.
"It's okay, you are busy with your work, I don't mind, just call me if you have anything."
Having said that, Wen Wenyao was still a little lost. Looking at the full of meals on the desk, it seemed that they would be wiped out alone today.
After Song Nanqiao saw the news, he felt a little awkward.
How to say, there is an inexplicable sense of guilt.
It's all hallucinations...all hallucinations...
"What's the matter, Luo Lemon looked at Song Nanqiao's awkward eyes and asked in a puzzled way.
"nothing."
The two of them got two good boxes of meals in the cafeteria, of course, these were all the money that Luo Lemon paid for.
"Can you tell me why they bullied you?"
Song Nanqiao asked the question she wanted to know most.
A large part of the reason why she agreed to eat with this girl was because she wanted to know some information about the school. It seemed that the group of girls were really attractive.
The family background should also be good.
"They are a year older than me. When I entered the school in my first year of high school, I met a boy in their class by chance. The boy was very popular, and he confessed to me soon after, I rejected him, and then It is what it is now.”
"Why did you refuse."
Song Nanqiao asked a very strange question after listening to it.
System: Your focus is really peculiar.
"I like girls."
"Cough, cough, cough!"
Song Nanqiao suddenly choked, which was a very unexpected answer to her.
System: The lilies of my hometown are blooming again.
Song Nanqiao: Goodbye...
It's okay, Luo Lemon smoothed her back worriedly.
"It's okay, those girls are amazing, what's the family background like?"
This time it was the point.
"Most of them are children of wealthy people. The one who leads is one of the directors of the school, but they are not the most powerful."
Luo Lemon seemed to think of something and touched his chin.
"Who is the best."
Song Nanqiao asked curiously.
The school administrators are already great.
"Wen Wenyao, Miss Wen's family, chairman of the student union of the Youth League Committee. The Wen family is the largest investor in this school, and the Wen family is not only rich..."
"Oh."
The atmosphere suddenly became awkward.
Sure enough, the heroine is the heroine, with golden fingers.
After chatting here, the food was almost cold, so the two stopped discussing and grabbed the food in their bowls.
Luo Lemon is really generous, and they are the most expensive ones in the cafeteria.
hmm... it smells so good...
"Let's go back to the dormitory together."
Both of them had almost eaten, and Song Nanqiao nodded, thinking it was the second friend she had made.
After leaving the cafeteria, Song Nanqiao's meal card fell on the ground, he bent down to pick it up, and then a familiar smell floated over, and Song Nanqiao smelled it instantly. This was Wen Wenyao's body fragrance.
Looking up, Wen Wenyao was standing in front of him, and the two of them met Wen Wenyao.
Wen Wenyao held the folder in his hand and was surprised when he saw Song Nanqiao, and then looked at the girl next to Song Nanqiao.
Wen Wenyao saw with his own eyes that the two came out of the cafeteria.
Is this what Song Nanqiao said?
Dinner with girls?
"Wen Wenyao?"
Luo Lemon covered his mouth in surprise, and stared at Song Nanqiao with big watery eyes. Do these two know each other?
And it doesn't look like a normal relationship.
This delicate atmosphere...
When Song Nanqiao was about to speak, Wen Wenyao smiled and said, "I'm fine, you don't need to worry." Then he waved his hand.
Looking a little aggrieved.
"Next time, I'll be with you next time."
Song Nanqiao looked away guiltily.
"Okay, I'll go back to the office first." Wen Wenyao nodded, largely without any further questions.
After saying this, Wen Wenyao walked towards the teaching building. Only Song Nanqiao was left behind.
When Song Nanqiao was far away, Wen Wenyao was still standing on the stairs, watching Song Nanqiao and the girl.
Watching them slowly disappear from his sight...
"You know her?"
Luo Lemon was still surprised. In school, being able to make friends with Wen Wenyao was something worth showing off.
How many people tried to curry favor with Wen Wenyao, but in the end they came back without success.
Classmate Song is so low-key. When she told her about Wen Wenyao just now, Song Nanqiao didn't respond at all.
"It's a friend."
"But... I always feel that she's not an ordinary friend to you."
Luo Lemon recalled the atmosphere just now.
"Don't say that, it's really just normal friends."
The more I say, the more embarrassed I get.
"Okay, stop teasing you, let's exchange contact information." Luo Lemon turned on his mobile phone.The cute cheeks bulged.
Song Nanqiao scanned the code and added Luo Lemon, and the other party's head was a cute little lemon.
Hmm...with the characteristics of this girl.
System: Ehhh, are you really not going to coax the heroine?
Song Nanqiao: Please reply later and apologize.
System: You are too indifferent, don't you know how to coax others?
Song Nanqiao: No, only a straight male apology.
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