Rescue Little White Flower

The evening sunlight, through the glass windows, fell radiantly into the classroom.

Zhao Xingyue yawned. She changed from sleeping on the table to resting her chin with her hands and her sleepy eyes. Without a trace, she cast her in the direction of her right front, where she was sitting in this world. The target of the mission-Shen Qingwei.

It was a beautifully born girl, with a high ponytail, she looked very energetic, and her big bright eyes were filled with a desire for knowledge.

Her eyes made Zhao Xingyue dazed for a moment.

There is no other reason, it is too beautiful and too splendid.

It was as brilliant as if darkness had never appeared in these eyes, and there had never been despair, but the owner of these eyes clearly lived harder than anyone in this classroom.

She was sold to others as soon as she was born. Three-year-old adoptive parents died from a gas leak. They returned to their biological parents. His brother was stubborn, his father was addicted to alcohol, his biological mother was weak and incompetent, domestic violence and the sound of loan sharking, Accompanied by Shen Qingwei through the entire growth process.

But destiny always likes to bloom the brightest flowers in the darkest places.

Zhao Xingyue recalled what she had seen about Shen Qingwei's life fortune in the latter half of her life—

Suffering will come with willingness, or it will live well.

If she hadn't encountered the evil spirits that appeared in this world.

She will have a happy and enviable life.

But there is no if in the world.

Shen Qingwei, who has suffered a lot, should have been given a gift from her destiny. After meeting the reincarnated Shangguan Junhong of the evil spirits of this world, she had a rough life and fell abruptly. If she was in the mud at the beginning, there is The possibility of getting up, then after that, in the swamp, there is no other way except sinking all the way until the body is covered with mud and taking the last breath.

The more time goes back, the greater the impact on the future.

In the rescue operation, the underworld often doesn’t take too much time to look back. As far as Shen Qingwei knows, it is the operation she performed to save Xiaobaihua. Since the encounter between the evil spirit and the task object will cause irreversible effects, she goes back. The time is the most, but even if it is the most, it is only one or two days before the evil spirit officially starts the task object, so there is not much time left for her.

Today is the day when Shen Qingwei's life suddenly fell.

If Zhao Xingyue remembered correctly, she would encounter Shangguan Junhong who blocked her way to collect protection fees after school. Because she refused to give up her little money, Shen Qingwei and the other party quarreled and angered Shangguan Junhong. In order to punish her, after beating her severely, she was stripped naked and a **** photo was taken.

These **** photos are the beginning of Shen Qingwei's nightmare.

Not long after Shangguan Junhong took the **** photo of Shen Qingwei, he was dropped out of the original school because of a fight and transferred to an elite middle school. Relying on his family's relationship, he even entered the best class A in the school.

Shen Qingwei's education since she was young, even having **** before marriage is considered unclean, being stripped naked among people, and even taking **** photos, is undoubtedly a huge blow to her.

It took her a full two months to convince herself to forget about the **** photos, take a long way home, change her hairstyle, and pretend that nothing happened. She didn’t expect that the psychological burden was just lifted, and she saw sitting there. In the classroom, Shangguan Junhong smiled at her hippiely.

Her whole life fell apart.

For Shangguan Junhong, taking a **** photo of a girl is not a big deal for him. He has done a lot of similar things. Shen Qingwei's **** photo is just one of the photos stored on his mobile phone.

But when he saw Shen Qingwei sitting upright in the classroom, he suddenly had a different idea in his heart.

He is a smart person. When extorting students to collect protection fees, he never finds someone who can't afford it at a glance, such as Zhao Xingyue. Although this kind of person has a lot of money, he causes more trouble.

The people who were given the idea by him were usually the kind of obedient students who were dressed in ordinary clothes and didn’t have much money on them, but they were docile and would not complain like a family, or the family conditions were not very good. Even if the parents found the police, they found out. He didn't know how to hold him on his head.

Shen Qingwei is one of the people chosen by him.

But Shen Qingwei is different from others.

The first thing to do is to be beautiful.

Beauty is an original sin for the weak and will attract the greed of the devil.

What's more, Shen Qingwei has more than beauty.

She is independent, self-reliant, hardworking and proud.

These are things that people want to destroy if they can't get them.

Shangguan Junhong loves the process of Shen Qingwei being destroyed little by little in his hands. He has an almost instinctive desire to destroy beautiful things.

Shen Qingwei's fate became sad because of him.

But now, Zhao Xingyue has taken on the task of changing Shen Qingwei's destiny, and will naturally work hard to correct everything that was wrong, and put her destiny back on track, so that she can get the reward she deserves after she has suffered enough.

…

When Zhao Xingyue woke up, it was not far from school time, so she didn't stay for long before the get out of class bell rang.

After opening the table, the book that hadn't been touched was thrown into the drawer. Zhao Xingyue stood up slowly. She watched Shen Qingwei's movements from the outside, and was about to follow her behind to leave, and packed up the lesson plan. 'S teacher came over with a book.

"Xingyue, how is your health? Can't stand it? Does anyone come to pick it up..."

Facing the teacher's enthusiastic concern, Zhao Xingyue felt helpless, but could not remain indifferent.

The object of her life extension this time is a school tyrant with the same name as her. From elementary school to high school, she is always the first in grade. It is remarkable. Unfortunately, her life is too short and stopped in the summer vacation of the first year of high school. Zhao Xingyue is exactly At this time, she continued her fate and cut into this world.

However, she was able to continue her life, but she couldn't make her body get better instantly. The original body died in a car accident, and she lay on the hospital bed for two full months, missed the start of school, and finally returned to the classroom until today.

Jingying Middle School is a comprehensive private school covering elementary, middle, and high schools. It went straight from elementary school to high school. It is very familiar with many teachers in the school. Zhao Xingyue can already think of the things she will face in the next few days. Enthusiastic care.

While talking to the teacher and responding to the other's concern, Zhao Xingyue led people out of the classroom without a trace, observing Shen Qingwei's situation from the corner of her eyes, and shortening the distance between the two as much as possible.

"You are also really, and your mother has a bad temper, your current physical condition, you should take care of it at home...otherwise you can go with me, and I will send you back."

In the lens of the corner of her eye, Shen Qingwei was surrounded by a few unscrupulous young people. Thinking of the description of this scene in the fate, Zhao Xingyue pursed her lips, "Teacher, I have an appointment with my classmates to go shopping, so I will leave first, thank you You are."

As soon as the voice fell, before the teacher responded, she pulled her leg and walked quickly in the direction where Shen Qingwei was now.

Two straight and long legs were stepped on by her as if she was walking on the runway of the accelerated version of Victoria's Secret Music.

The teacher who was looking for her car looked at her back and took his hand back, "This kid..."

…

Shen Qingwei was surrounded by several punks with colorful hair.

Among them, the red hair rose up into the sky, like a cockscomb, Shangguan Junhong.

In all fairness, he is a pretty good-looking boy with straight eyebrows and even handsome. He is tall and straight. Even his dangling appearance has the evil spirits that little girls like in it.

The same posture, replaced by the younger brother beside him, seemed incomparably trivial.

Therefore, it is not difficult to understand that the few little sisters beside him did not forget to cast ambiguous eyes at him when collecting protection fees.

But in Zhao Xingyue's view, they are all the same.

Evil ghosts will not become kind because of their appearance. On the contrary, in her eyes, Shangguan Junhong at this time, the purity of his soul is no better than the fat guy next to him who is constantly sweating and trembling because of excessive tension.

Of course, among these people, the one with the highest soul purity is Shen Qingwei, her target.

Her soul is so white that it almost shines—this kind of soul has the value of being saved by the underworld.

"Oh, the top students of the elite middle school, little sister, lend us two dollars for us to use."

Shen Qingwei clenched the two hundred dollars in her pocket, and sweated down her back.

She had heard from her classmates that some people here were collecting protection fees, but she never thought that she would encounter them, and what she never thought was that they would encounter them when they paid a living allowance.

She is a free student at the elite middle school. As long as her grades remain in the top 50 of her grade, not only is the tuition free, but the school also subsidizes her with a monthly living allowance of 200 yuan. Otherwise, she can't afford tuition and teaching. Elite secondary schools with the same outstanding quality.

The two hundred dollars will be her breakfast and lunch, and even part of her dinner expenses for next month. If she is robbed here, she may not survive next month—her drunk father would not be willing to spend the money for wine. Give her a star and a half to eat.

As for her elder brother who only knows how to keep the house asking for money, she can't even count on it.

"I do not have money."

She backed away alertly.

Zhao Xingyue who saw this scene sprayed, this girl is not good at acting.

Isn't it clear that I have money, and I might have a lot of money, but I just won't give it to you, can you grab it if you have the ability?

She could see things, not to mention Shangguan Junhong and the others who collected protection fees.

A few gangsters looked at each other, and Shangguan Junhong twitched his mouth, "Little sister, don't toast or eat fine wine. If you take it out obediently, I won't search your body. If you are not obedient..."

His pause was very meaningful, and everyone else who understood what he meant laughed.

Shen Qingwei's face was pale.

Money can't be given, and she doesn't want to be searched.

She looked at the surrounding environment, thinking about the possibility of escape.

She hadn't come up with a result. She was pushed on her shoulder first, and she staggered a few steps back and almost sat on the ground.

do not care!

Shen Qingwei randomly picked a direction that seemed to be easy to escape, and rushed towards her head down.

But in the next second, she was pushed back by a pair of powerful hands, and both hands pressed her down immediately.

Shangguan Junhong ordered, "Sou, this **** must have money!"

Shen Qingwei broke down in a cold sweat, what would she do?

"Let go of me, let me go."

She struggled desperately to prevent her dirty hands from touching her body.

"Even a little girl can't hold back, Li Hu, Zhang Hao, you guys didn't eat at noon today."

Shangguan Junhong looked at this scene mockingly, his head suddenly knocked forward uncontrollably.

boom-

The stone that hit Shangguan Junhong rolled to the ground, and he reached out and touched the back of his head, the blood on one hand.

"Who the hell—"

Shangguan Junhong's voice stopped abruptly.

The surrounding air seemed to have stopped with his voice, and everyone looked at the person who appeared in the alley at some point.