Song Ci froze for a moment, stung by the undisguised disgust in Yan Kui's eyes.

His Adam's apple rolled, and he didn't say a word for a long while, only slightly moved his stiff body, turned around and left with difficulty.

I don't know how long it took before Yan Kui raised his head, and the setting sun elongated the tall and straight body of the far away boy.

In an instant, Yan Kui felt that all the sounds of chants and footsteps on the playground disappeared, leaving only silence in her world.

She went back to the summer when she was eight years old. The lights on the top of the emergency room were blindingly bright, and there lay her father who was just going to buy lunch but could never come home.

Outside the emergency room, Yu Xinlan was pushed and shoved by the Song family's parents. They said sternly that Yan Xun's car accident had nothing to do with their son, and that both families were victims, and they should ask for compensation together.

Yan Kui looked at the man whose head was bandaged. According to eyewitnesses, it was the boy Yan Xun rescued from the car.

He sat down on the chair with his head bowed, and when he heard his parents say this, he raised his head, his lips squirmed, Yan Kui approached, and he heard what he said: "Uncle saved me."

This was the first time she and Song Ci met.

Thinking of this, Yan Kui lowered her head and stared at a fallen leaf that drifted to her feet with the wind, her expression became more indifferent and cold. Later, when her father passed away, the Song family's parents heard that Ji Jingyang had compensated the Yan family for the driver who caused the accident on behalf of the company, and they came to ask for a part of it.To their son who was also on the hand in the car accident.

At that time, Yu Xinlan hadn't married into Ji's family, but she was already very close to Ji Jingyang, so Ji Jingyang came forward to send them away with money.

When saw Song Ci again, Yan Kui was already in the first grade of junior high school. As an outstanding graduate, Song Ci gave motivational lectures for freshmen. Even the head teacher of Yan Kui No. 1 Middle School took Song Ci and his class back to teach the first grade of senior high school after graduation.

Fate seems to keep him meeting Yan Kui.

After dinner, it started to rain again.

Yan Kui and Shu Yan stood on the corridor of the restaurant, chatting one after another.

Although the rain was not too heavy, if you ran back to the dormitory without an umbrella, you would still get wet, so Shu Yan called the students who had already returned to the dormitory, and asked her to help deliver umbrellas.

"Kuikui, look quickly." Shu Yan shook Yan Kui who was looking up at the rain a few times, her tone excited.

In the rain, the uniform instructors walked towards the restaurant even with umbrellas.

Shu Yan poked her head and saw the most handsome instructor in the same umbrella and uniform at a glance.

In the drizzle, the expression on his clear and handsome face was indifferent, which coincided with the coldness in the air.

Shu Yan was moved by the beauty, she just felt that she was so inspired at this moment, she wished she could immediately find a pen and paper and draw this scene.

But... Shu Yan asked suspiciously: "Kuikui, why do I feel that handsome instructor is looking at you?"

Yan Kui raised her head, just in time to meet Song Ci's gaze.

Seeing Yan Kui tilting his head expressionlessly, Song Ci sighed inexplicably. After he walked by, Shu Yan was surprised to find that there was an umbrella left behind by the wall behind them.

Shu Yan happily picked up the brand new umbrella and turned it around in her hand: "Kuikui, do you know the instructor?"

Yan Kui could only nod lightly, concealing part of the truth: "Well, he was a senior in my previous high school."

That night, another post about Yan Kui appeared on the forum:

"Sisters, do you know that handsome instructor? I saw him give an umbrella to Yan Kui in Class 2 and 5 this afternoon!"

After clicking on it, 1L is still the original poster: Don’t say anything good or good. At that time, there were a lot of students waiting for the rain in the corridor of the restaurant. When the instructor saw Yan Kui, his eyes changed obviously, and I heard her talking to her best friend., the handsome instructor is her senior before transferring~

2L: What is the origin of this Yan Kui? It's been less than a week since she was transferred, how can she have trouble with so many boys?

3L: suggest that she open a post to teach everyone.

4L: emmm...upstairs...have you ever thought...maybe it's because of face...

Unlike the first two posts that provided a lot of favorability points, most of the posts in this post were negative impressions of Yan Kui.

After school the next afternoon, Yan Kui came to the martial arts club to practice swords again, while Shu Yan would go to the studio to practice besides the radio station. When the martial arts club ended, Yan Kui checked the time, and it was still some time before Shu Yan ended.More than half an hour.

She changed her clothes unhurriedly, said goodbye to several members of the martial arts club, and went into the bathroom with her bag on her back.

The Martial Arts Club is located on this floor, which requires a wide range of activities, but there are not many people in general, especially today is Friday, and most of the students go home.

Yan Kui washed off the sweat beads on her face with water in her hands. Just as she was combing the wet hair on her forehead in front of the mirror, she caught a glimpse of several girls walking in from the corner of her eyes.

The leading girl crossed her arms and leaned against the pool, staring down at Yan Kui.

Yan Kui looked around the bathroom calmly, and after seeing where the mop was, she straightened up and shook off the water drops on her hands, and moved slightly in that direction.

Then he pretended not to understand, looked at them, blinked innocently, and asked the leading girl in a low voice, "Is there something wrong?"

The leading girl raised her chin and said arrogantly, "You are Yan Kui?"

After Yan Kui nodded, several girls approached in a surrounded manner. Yan Kui quickly walked sideways through a gap, and stood at the position where the mop was standing."What do you want to do?"

One of the girls smiled coldly: "Of course it's because you don't like it."

The leading girl tilted her neck, and said to the girl who spoke, "What are you talking about?" She turned to Yan Kui, "We heard that you are very good at seducing people, and we want to learn and communicate with you."

They all wore the same eyeshadow, and when they blinked, the thickness of the eyeshadow was as thick as the length of the eyelashes. This familiar makeup technique reminded Yan Kui of Zhang Ying who dragged her into the pool.

Yan Kui frowned and smiled lightly: "I'm good at studying, but I can't understand the trick."

The leading girl didn't talk nonsense this time, and with a gesture, she wanted the others to drag Yan Kui into the toilet.

But Yan Kui didn't want to follow their routine at all, and danced the mop with water droplets, directly towards her face, and said mockingly: "I will teach you how to clean your ugly face first, okay?"

It has been half a month from practicing sticks to practicing swords, and Yan Kui has achieved a little bit. A rag-like mop was thrown in her hand, and she even had time to open the mop from one side.There was some water in the toilet, which made the eyes of the girls in the eyeshadow brigade tear up, and those who were splashed on their faces even retched.

Originally thought that Yan Kui was delicate and soft, and could cry if she just squeezed it, but she didn't want to be so crazy when she became hardened. After thinking about it, a few girls fled in despair.

Yan Kui walked out of the bathroom with a mop unhurriedly. Seeing the figures of several people disappearing at the stairs, she curled her lips and turned around, meeting the eyes of Shao Jinghe, who had been watching the excitement for an unknown amount of time.

Shao Jinghe looked at Yan Kui with deep eyes. At this time, the coldness in her eyes had not dissipated, her brows and eyes were sparse and charming, and finally coincided with the Yan Kui in Shao Jinghe's heart.

Being swept by this look, he felt trembling all over, like the feeling of dizziness after drunkenness, and his face showed a strange crimson color.