monster's bride

Bai Ji pursed his lips, looked at her from the corner of his eye for a while, and said softly: "I have thought about it, but it doesn't matter."

Lu Zhizhi was a little confused, "Huh?"

He turned his head, his complicated eyes contained a thousand words, and when it came to his mouth, he didn't know where to start. He only said: "I will always stand by your side."

It seemed that he really didn't realize his problem at all.

Lu Zhizhi sighed inwardly, but he couldn't really be cruel because of his words.

After shopping in the supermarket, she went to a nearby real estate agency to view houses. As Bai Ji said, no one was willing to receive her. After all, her face was everywhere on the Internet, and it was difficult for the other party to recognize it. .

"Looks like we'll have to stay in that townhouse anyway."

Bai Ji heard the loneliness in her tone and responded warmly: "Want to eat steak? I bought steak and can fry it for you."

Lu Zhizhi relaxed and smiled, "Okay."

No matter what, she has to live in this city, so just be a bit selfish.

Suddenly putting aside the day-to-day preparation of lessons and correcting homework, Lu Zhizhi didn't know what to do except cleaning, watching TV, and reading all day long.

Because she would always be recognized when walking on the street and receive inexplicable looks of fear, she could only stay at home without going out.

It has been a week and a half, but the school has not given any indication to let her go back to class, and the deadline is being extended indefinitely.

Lu Zhizhi was not the kind of person who could stay at home, and Bai Ji had to work during the day after recovering from her illness. She was bored and thought about it for a while, and finally decided to wear a mask and go to a nearby cafe to drink some coffee and relax. one time.

For three days in a row, she went to different coffee shops to read and sit for long periods of time. Until today, a few cool girls walked into the shop with an industrial style environment, followed by a photographer who was wearing a hat and dressed in the same fashion, and a big bag. Staff carrying small bags.

After ordering a few cups of coffee at the table next to Lu Zhizhi, the group kept posing and taking photos.

She was probably a certain model taking summer clothes in winter. She changed her clothes one after another. Sitting in the sun, Lu Zhizhi could see the dust and hair floating in the air.

She endured it and moved her coffee cup a little further away.

The customer who was even closer couldn't stand it any longer and complained, "Isn't there a sign at the door not to allow excessive photography? If you do this, your clothes will be tossed around, and all the dirt will fall into my cup."

Those people ignored him. Only one staff member said: "We have paid for the coffee. How many photos we take is our business."

The shutter kept clicking, and as time passed, Lu Zhizhi couldn't even read the book in his hand. He frowned, turned around and said, "I paid for the coffee, but there was dirt in the cup. Can you guys?" Pay attention?"

Customers complained one after another, and the store owner rushed over and quietly proposed a solution to the people taking pictures. Half of the coffee money could be refunded, hoping that they would not affect other people by taking pictures here.

During the argument, the silent photographer next to him looked at the photos and accidentally looked up at Lu Zhizhi sitting in the corner, and suddenly felt that her features looked familiar.

Just as he was about to confirm carefully, the girl took off her mask and drank water from the thermos cup she brought.

The complete face came into view, and the man suddenly smiled, his eyes cold.

"Hey, Lu Zhizhi."

Lu Zhizhi was so familiar with the devil's voice that she would never forget it no matter how many nights she passed. Her whole body froze, and her blood was frozen at this moment. The thermos cup on her lips was pressed hard by her lips.

She tried to hide her face with her cup so she wouldn't be recognized, but it didn't work at all.

Jiang Jingyu, who was holding a camera, had already pulled out the chair in front of her, sat down lazily, leaned forward, propped up the table with his hands, looked at her face carefully and then chuckled.

"As expected, it's you. After so many years, you haven't changed at all. You're still so young."

Lu Zhizhi put down the cup stiffly, his pupils dilated slightly, and stared at him unblinkingly.

"You admitted your mistake."

Seeing her frightened look, a wicked smile appeared on the man's handsome face, and he said in the voice of only two people: "You can pull it, I will recognize you even if I turn into ashes. Didn't I expect that I can still be here?" If a big city met me, I would have been released from prison and found a job.”

Lu Zhizhi stood up suddenly, hurriedly put on his mask, picked up his bag and left. The male voice behind him was neither loud nor quiet, and could be heard by people at several nearby tables.

"I heard that you are becoming a teacher? It's really strange. How did someone like you become a teacher? Back then..."

"Shut up!"

Before the other party could finish speaking, Lu Zhizhi turned around, his whole body trembling with fear and his eyes trembling.

"I told you to shut up!"

For a moment, the gloomy aura emanating from her body made everyone around her feel uncomfortable and uncomfortable.

Jiang Jingyu stood up, approached her, put the camera in his hand against her shoulder, leaned over and whispered: "Why are you shouting so loudly? You put me in jail for two years and ruined my life." I haven’t settled the score with you yet, but you can’t bear it just after we met?”

Lu Zhizhi clenched his fists and stared at him without saying a word.

Until he smiled and said softly: "Don't you know that I have always had the habit of saving photo backups?"

With a bang, a muffled thunder struck Lu Zhizhi on the head.

Did he still keep it after all these years?

Even her soul began to tremble, "You are shameless!"

"Shameless? You don't know that I have always loved you."

Jiang Jingyu touched her face, "Don't you also love me, like my face, and are willing to do anything for me?"

The weird atmosphere between the two attracted the attention of many people.

The models and staff taking the photo have packed their things and they can no longer stay here.

"Teacher Jiang, we have to go."

Jiang Jingyu: "What's the phone number?"

He handed his mobile phone to Lu Zhizhi and said with a smile: "We are all old classmates, what's wrong with leaving one behind? I'll keep in touch in the future."

Lu Zhizhi didn't dare to ignore the hidden threat. She bit her lip and entered her number before giving it back to him.

It wasn't until the group of people had gone away that two new text messages came in to her phone.

[I don’t know which one is more exciting compared to the teacher’s previous private photos or the news on the Internet? 】

[The teacher once almost helped women out of love. How much would it be worth if it was sold to the news media? 】

Both text messages were like snakes spitting out their cores, making Lu Zhizhi feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, unable to feel a trace of warmth in the warm sun.

She still met him, and that person was going to use even worse means to deal with him.