Song Qiqi seemed not to hear An Qi's voice, and ignored the malice that lingered around her.
She lay with her arms and legs spread out, her expression numb, just hoping for a miracle to happen.
My younger sister said she would bless her.
Song Qiqi sensed the approaching footsteps, and a shadow quickly covered her head. She closed her eyes.
"Tsk tsk tsk, a group of people bullying a little girl, how dare you." A strange, deep and cold voice sounded above Song Qiqi.
"Han Zemu! Why are you here?" An Qi's voice trembled a little.
"Your screams were so loud, I was worried about you." The classmate called Han Zemu curled his lips, but there was no smile in his eyes.
"Sorry for disturbing your peace. We will take people away now." An Qi winked at the boys.
But the boys seemed to have seen a god. Han Zemu didn't say anything and they didn't dare to move.
"Do you still want to take people away?"
An Qi bit her lip and looked at Song Qiqi, who was soaked all over, with an unwilling look in her eyes.
After thinking for a long time, she relented, "For Mr. Han's sake, I'll forgive her this time. Let's go!"
After saying that, she left first, and the rest of the mob followed her.
Song Qiqi had already opened her eyes when Han Zemu was speaking, and saw that the boy's skin was so pale that it was completely bloodless, and his golden hair shining in the sun made him stand out from the other students in this school.
From her deadly angle, she could still see the boy's sharp jawline, straight nose, and thin lips that were always curled in a cold smile.
"Have you seen enough?"
A disdainful voice sounded, and Song Qiqi realized that she was actually fascinated by it.
She got up from the ground and lowered her head, "Thank you for just now."
"Hmph, how can I repay you?" The young man snorted coldly, his tone always lazy.
"Repay?" Song Qiqi thought about the last time she went to give a gift and was despised. She would never involve her family again. "How about I write your homework for a month?"
Song Qiqi regretted it the moment she finished speaking.
The young man in front of her is someone that even Anqi is afraid of. If she spends a month with him, she will be worried for a month.
Han Zemu scoffed, "What kind of homework do serious people do? I don't do homework."
"Ah?" Song Qiqi raised her head and accidentally met Han Zemu's eyes.
Han Zemu's eyes are very beautiful, as if they contain the depth and vastness of the sea of stars.
"I think the red rope on your hand is very nice. Why don't you give it to me?" Han Zemu's gaze moved to Song Qiqi's wrist.
Song Qiqi immediately put her hands behind her back.
"No, this is given to me by my little sister."
"Okay, then pledge your love to me. Let's go. There's no one here." Han Zemu grabbed Song Qiqi's hand and walked deeper into the room.
Song Qiqi was so frightened that she was shaking all over and couldn't even shout.
"Okay, okay, I'll give it to you!"
Song Qiqi had no choice but to do this, and at this moment she was in tears.
Han Zemu let go of Song Qiqi's hand, "Why didn't you agree earlier? Don't cry, don't let anyone see you and think I made you cry."
Upon hearing this, Song Qiqi broke down and cried loudly.
Wasn't she scared to tears by him?
Han Zemu looked at the girl in front of him crying without any image at all. She was soaked all over, with her hair stuck to her face. She looked so touching and pitiful.
"Are you trying to get my attention? To make me sympathize with you?"
Song Qiqi was so frightened by these words that she stopped crying.
She looked at Han Zemu with red eyes and immediately took off the red rope, "Here you go."
After saying this, she turned around tremblingly and walked towards the main road.
Seeing her like this, Han Zemu showed a hint of impatience. He followed her and grabbed her hand again.
"Ah! What are you doing? I have already given you the red rope." Song Qiqi shouted.
"Don't worry, I may not be a good person, but I am a man of my word. You can go to a place with me."
Song Qiqi was dragged by Han Zemu to a building she had never seen before.
Her hand was loosened, and her wrist, which was originally tied with a red rope, turned red. She was muttering inwardly when she suddenly heard a crisp explosion and took a few steps back in fright.
The window in front of him had been smashed by Han Zemu.
Han Zemu was cleaning the glass hanging on the window. He turned to look at Song Qiqi and said, "Come in."
What is this for?!
Song Qiqi was stunned, with an ominous premonition in her heart, and her whole body was stiff.
Han Zemu frowned, showing impatience. He walked to Song Qiqi, grabbed her and threw her into the house.
Although it seemed rough, it didn't actually hurt her at all.
The two entered the house.
The room was dark without any lights on, and the silence created a sense of fear that even if one died here, no one would find out.
Song Qiqi was so scared that she burst into tears.
Seeing this, Han Zemu said speechlessly: "Why are you crying again?"
He pulled Song Qiqi to a row of shelves, and Song Qiqi looked as pale as death.
"Size S is here, hurry up and find a new set to change into." Han Zemu looked at Song Qiqi.
Song Qiqi was stunned. She raised her head and looked at the things on the shelf.
It turns out that this row is full of sportswear.
"You brought me here to find clothes?" Song Qiqi was in a complicated mood. The look in her eyes when she looked at Han Zemu was not as vigilant and fearful as before.
"Otherwise, I'll wait for you outside." Han Zemu looked at her with contempt, then left and jumped out of the window.
Song Qiqi pursed her lips and glanced secretly at the window.
Han Zemu has disappeared.
Seeing this, Song Qiqi breathed a sigh of relief. She thought Han Zemu would hide in the dark and peek at her changing clothes.
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