Lose 100 million today

Chuzheng didn't know when it started to rain outside, and it was raining heavily.

Chuzheng pushed Qiao Ling into the bathroom: "You wash up first."

"teacher."

Qiao Ling held her back.

Chuzheng noticed that Qiao Li's fingers were trembling.

Chuzheng turned back: "What's wrong?"

Qiao Ling raised his head, his eyes as dark as ink, and he said slowly.

"Teacher, I killed someone."

"..."

-

The rain poured down, hitting the glass and making a crackling sound.

The boy's thin figure was reflected on the glass, and Chuzheng wiped his hair with a towel.

Buzz buzz——

Chuzheng's cell phone next to her lit up.

Chuzheng gave him a towel and went to answer the phone.

Two minutes later, Chuzheng came back: "He's not dead, he's been sent to the hospital."

The young man's tense nerves finally relaxed: "Teacher..."

"It's okay." Chuzheng hugged him tightly.

Qiao Ling carefully raised his hands and put them around her waist.

"I didn't mean it." His voice was slightly hoarse.

"Um."

Hearing Chuzheng's answer, Qiao Ling raised his head: "Teacher, do you believe me?"

Chuzheng flicked his forehead: "I believe it. Change your clothes first."

Qiao Ling was still wearing the wet clothes. When he heard this, he let go of his hand as if he was frightened.

Chuzheng didn't have boys' clothes here, so she dug out a shirt. It was very unisex, and there were no men's or women's shirts in sight.

The clothes are also very loose and long enough to be used as a windbreaker, which Qiao Liao can wear just right.

"Go wash it."

Chuzheng pushed him to the bathroom.

"teacher……"

"I'm here, don't be afraid."

Qiao Ling stared at her for a few seconds, with a complicated look in his eyes, and finally slowly closed the bathroom door.

Chuzheng listened to the sound of water inside.

She sighed silently and leaned beside her, waiting for Qiao Ling.

What kind of evil have I done?

Qiao Ling came out quickly, with heat that had not dissipated.

Chuzheng asked him to go into the bedroom, where the air conditioner was on. She took a thin blanket and covered his legs.

The boy clutched the thin blanket and felt much more at ease.

Chuzheng sat on a chair: "Tell me what's going on."

The boy's hand tightened on the thin blanket.

It was his father who was sent to the hospital.

Father Qiao rarely goes home, but every time he comes back, he catches him and teaches him a lesson.

Father Qiao drank alcohol today, and when he came back, he had an argument with him, and he accidentally hit someone.

Father Qiao fell down at that time.

Qiao Ling was frightened and ran out.

Qiao Lian omitted many details and told them in one sentence.

Chuzheng had no intention of questioning him.

"Why did you come to me?" How did you, a road idiot, find this place! This unscientific!

Qiao Li thought for a moment, then slowly shook his head: "I don't know...by the time I reacted, I was already down there, so I came up."

He walked randomly at first.

Somehow we arrived near the school.

Then he saw two teachers from the school and followed them here.

The dormitories arranged by the school were all in the same building. Qiao Lian remembered the door number of Chuzheng's dormitory.

Qiao Ling didn't know why he wanted to come to Chu Zheng.

There seemed to be a voice in his heart, reminding him to come here...

"Teacher...does he hate me and don't want me to come? Then I..."

Qiao Ling said as he stood up.

Chuzheng waved her hand: "Sit down, sit down." Don't expose your legs.

Very deadly.

Chuzheng couldn't sit down.

She got up and tidied the bed: "You sleep here first tonight, I'm outside, call me if you need anything." Chuzheng dropped these words and quickly left the room.

Qiao Ling said nothing and watched Chu Zheng leave.

He looked around the room. He had been here once before.

There is no change in the room, but there is a girl's unique fragrance.

-

Chuzheng was lying on the sofa, the TV was on, but there was no sound, only the sound of rain outside the window became more and more unbridled.

Chuzheng took out her cell phone.

"Boss?" The call was quickly answered.

"How are you?" Chuzheng asked.

"Still in a coma, but he was sent to the hospital in time. It's nothing serious." The person over there answered.

"..."

If the patient is sent to the hospital in time, that is to say, if the patient is not sent to the doctor in time, something serious may happen.

This was not included in the plot. The original owner had too much time to take care of himself at the time. Of course, the original owner did not take over Class 22, Grade 3, at all.

Therefore, it is possible that after Qiao Lian ran out, Qiao's father died or became critically ill because he did not get him to the hospital in time...

Chuzheng thought for a moment: "Watch him. If he calls the police, let me know immediately."

Who knows what Father Qiao will do.

But I can't let him be my good guy.

"Okay, boss."

Chuzheng hung up the phone.

She glanced at the door and saw that the light in the room was still on.

A few minutes later, the light in the crack of the door dimmed.

Chuzheng looked away, resting her head on her arms, staring at the silent TV.

-

The next day.

Qiao Ling opened the door and came out. He didn't sleep well, and there was a circle of blue under his eyelids.

He glanced at the living room and saw no one. He saw his clothes on the balcony.

Qiao Liao tightened his fingertips slightly and walked out of the room.

There was breakfast on the dining table, and a sticky note with a cell phone on it.

Qiao Ling took out the sticky note.

——I'll go out and be good at home. I'll be back soon.

Qiao Ling looked at the printed font on the sticky note and was slightly distracted.

Home……

He put down the sticky note, pulled up his chair and sat down.

There were several breakfast items, all of which could be eaten cold. Qiao Lian picked one at random and ate it.

The phone suddenly vibrated. Qiao Ling looked sideways, and Lu Zhou's name stood out.

This is not his phone...

Qiao Ling raised his hand and slid the answer button.

Lu Zhou's voice came from the other end, a little anxious: "Qiao Ling, where are you? Your door is open, and there is blood on the ground. Are you okay?"

Qiao Ling's expression was stunned.

"Qiao Ling?"

"You won't be kidnapped, right?"

"Holy shit, just say something!!"

"Qiao Ling! Young Master Qiao!! Little Ancestor! Are you still alive? Have you been kidnapped? Are the kidnappers here? I have money, don't hurt him, I will redeem him right away!!"

Qiao Ling was pulled back by Lu Zhou's roaring voice.

"I'm fine."

"Damn it, don't say anything if it's okay." Lu Zhou cursed angrily.

Qiao Ling did not tell Lu Zhou where he was. He only said that nothing happened and that he accidentally got the blood on the ground.

He hung up the phone and flipped through his phone.

The address book in the phone belongs to him, and there is nothing else. This is a new phone.

Qiao Li searched the room and finally found the discarded mobile phone in the trash can. It could no longer be turned on.

Qiao Li was a little surprised. Although it rained yesterday, it didn't stop him from turning on his phone.

He looked at the clothes hanging on the balcony.

Wouldn't the teacher throw it in the washing machine and wash it?