Rescue Little White Flower

When she walked out of the examination room, Shen Qingwei was in a daze.

The summer sun fell on her, and the gradual increase in temperature caused her to return to the cage a little bit.

The last exam is over.

Countless graduates who were finally liberated passed her with cheers. She raised her eyes and saw Father Zhao and Mother Zhao waiting not far away.

After living in Zhao's family for more than a year, she and them have already established a deep friendship. Although she did not officially recognize her relatives, to Shen Qingwei, they are no different from her parents.

Regarding this, she is grateful to Zhao Xingyue from the bottom of her heart, she is grateful for giving her a home, grateful that she is willing to share her parents with her, grateful... She appears in her life like a beam of light, breaking through the darkness, shrouded in darkness On her body.

Shen Qingwei quickly ran towards Zhao's father and Zhao's mother who was waiting on the side of the road. The road near the college entrance examination had been blocked and vehicles were forbidden. The two of them came over.

"Auntie, uncle."

Mother Zhao handed a bottle of cold water into Shen Qingwei's hands. She should have bought it when she came out, "Is it hot? How does it feel? Is it going well? What do you want to eat at noon?"

Father Zhao patted her on the shoulder, "Don't listen to your aunt, it's going well after the exam, don't think too much, you have to celebrate today."

"The test was okay. This year's questions are more basic. I can basically do it." Shen Qingwei grinned, suddenly stepped back, and bowed deeply to the two of them, "Aunt Lin, Uncle Zhao, this Thank you for taking care of me for two years."

Zhao's father and Zhao's mother looked at each other. Zhao's mother wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes and held her in her arms. In my heart, you and Ayue are our daughters. Now that Ayue has gone abroad, we have only you, the only daughter."

Shen Qingwei smiled shyly, but her thoughts drifted away involuntarily.

That man has gone abroad.

After being separated by Zhao's father and Zhao's mother, they were separated by a Pacific Ocean, thousands of miles away.

She always thought that her feelings for Zhao Xingyue would fade with time, but she didn't.

This feeling is like the wine hidden in the cellar. Because it is too well sealed, it does not become sour and corrupt in time. Instead, it continues to age. The longer it gets stronger, Shen Qingwei has no courage to open the wine. The lid of the bucket, she was afraid that the smell was too strong, it was too strong to make her afraid.

For more than a year, she immersed herself in studying, putting all her energy on studying, forcing herself not to think about Zhao Xingyue's things. She once thought that she had done it, and for a time she could face Zhao Xingyue calmly. There was no wave of trouble, but when the college entrance examination was over, the things she had been so busy with were settled. She heard the news about Zhao Xingyue from Zhao's mother again, and she only knew—

there has never been.

She has never removed this person from her heart.

She just hid her, pressed it in a bottomless place, and pretended that she didn't exist without seeing her.

But some things will not disappear out of thin air.

Mother Zhao's simple sentence caused Shen Qingwei to panic from the bottom of her heart.

She has gone abroad.

She went thousands of miles away.

She will have new friends, new social circles, and there will be fewer and fewer topics between them.

They will drift away until there is no intersection.

Shen Qingwei suddenly regretted that she did not agree to Zhao's father's proposal to let her go abroad with Zhao Xingyue.

But thinking of the expenses of going abroad, Shen Qingwei shook her head again.

She knows that she can get more if she goes abroad, but she is not bad at home. She can accept the investment of Zhao's father and Zhao's mother in clothing, but she can't accept such a huge burden on their shoulders—even with this money. It may not be a big deal for Father Zhao.

But for Shen Qingwei, yes.

She has accepted enough kindness from the Zhao family. No matter how greedy, she will only expand her desires without limit, and thus lose herself, unable to bear the love behind this kindness.

After confirming that Zhao's father and Zhao's mother both went to sleep in the room, Shen Qingwei sneaked up from the bed.

She didn't dare to turn on the headlight, so she could only put the towel on the lamp to cover the dazzling light of the lamp. With the help of the weak light, she took out a group photo from the drawer.

That is the graduation photo of Class A.

Zhao Xingyue doesn't like taking pictures. Shen Qingwei knows that she never leaves her photos in her mobile phone or under any possible photography equipment. Even if she has a 360-degree face with zero dead ends, she will look good no matter how she takes it. amazing.

However, she has secretly taken many pictures of Zhao Xingyue.

After all, living under the same roof, whether on campus or off campus, is always convenient, isn’t it?

But there is only one photo.

In the photo, she and Zhao Xingyue stood side by side. Actually, according to her height, the teacher wanted Zhao Xingyue to stand in the back row and stand with the boys, but under Shen Qingwei’s insidious instigation, the girls booed and let Zhao Xingyue stand. To the front, albeit at the very edge.

In the photo, Zhao Xingyue raised her chin slightly, and her expression looked a little slow. The excessive sun seemed to make her unable to open her eyes, but Shen Qingwei loved her careless little bastard's expression to death.

Her fingertips slid across the photo album and Zhao Xingyue’s cheeks, and finally landed on the place where the two of them intersect—

In the photo, Shen Qingwei tilted her head slightly and hid her hands behind Zhao Xingyue's arm, so at first glance, it seemed that they were holding hands and her head was resting on Zhao Xingyue's shoulder.

This is her caution.

She did not intend to let anyone know.

At the same time, across the ocean.

The school has not yet started, Zhao Xingyue, who came to adapt to life in advance, has moved into the student apartment with the help of the remaining teacher.

The single room provided by X University is not large, but the decoration is very comfortable and full of humanistic care. The only pity is that it is also living on campus. At this time, Zhao Xingyue does not have the good life of high school. There is a nanny to help tidy up things. She had to take out the things in the suitcase the same way.

Father Zhao has always followed the principle of having money to travel all over the world, so Zhao Xingyue doesn't bring many things. Anyway, she can buy any consumables abroad. Zhao Xingyue brought some things that didn't seem very practical, such as photos of family members.

The prince of the underworld will not lose her track because Zhao Xingyue changed country. Just when Zhao Xingyue put the photo on the table, his voice that made Zhao Xingyue want to beat him rang, "Ayue , It seems that you are quite used to your current life."

The sudden voice made Zhao Xingyue's body stiff for a second, and then he gritted his teeth, "Adapt, of course, if you didn't appear suddenly."

"My task is almost done, can you let me live through this life peacefully!"

"Of course..." Fujun said slowly: "No."

"You don't know how boring I am in the underworld, and finally I can ask you to say a few words, you still think I am annoying."

"Shut up, Jiang Qingsheng."

"...A Yue!"

Zhao Xingyue paused when she was packing her luggage, "Your name is Jiang Qingsheng?"

"..."

There was no sound.

The man who just babbled in her ear seemed to be an illusion of Zhao Xingyue.

But Zhao Xingyue was pretty sure that there was nothing wrong with her ears.

She stopped the movement in her hand, frowned and wondered why the name suddenly popped out of her mouth.

Zhao Xingyue and Fujun are no strangers, but their familiarity is limited to communication at work, but there is no connection in private.

The real name, or the real name before becoming an immortal, is a very private matter for many people.

For example, many people know that Po Meng is called Po Meng, but few people know what Po Meng's real name is. Even Zhao Xingyue herself, with the exception of the monarch and a few people who know her name, treats ghosts of a lower level than her. In short, she is Lord Zhao.

Zhao Xingyue was very sure that the name Jiang Qingsheng had never existed in her memory.

It is not difficult to find these names, at least for her, but she has never explored other people's secret hobbies, so this name is unfamiliar to her.

but…

Zhao Xingyue shook her head, not letting herself think again.

Everything in the box was almost packed. Zhao Xingyue stood up and found that there was a black leather notebook lying at the bottom.

She picked up the notebook, which she found on her desk the night of graduation. According to the message, it was Shen Qingwei's graduation gift.

When packing up, she put it in easily. Unexpectedly, this gift fluttered across the sea with her to a place thousands of miles away.

She flipped it through. Except for the happy graduation written on the first page and Shen Qingwei's signature, this notebook was just an ordinary notepad, and there was nothing special about it.

A photo floated out of the book, and danglingly fell to Zhao Xingyue's feet.

She squatted down, trying to pick up the photo, but her finger stopped when she touched the photo paper.

In the photo, the smiling girl leaned on her shoulder, her face full of satisfaction like a little mouse who successfully stole oil.

A picture flashed through her mind.

She remembers...she remembers...

Zhao Xingyue knocked her head.

She didn't think deeply, even though she felt as if she had touched something.

She picked up the photo in silence and posted it on the wall.

…

Everything after the college entrance examination was just like what Zhao Xingyue had seen about Shen Qingwei's fate.

Won the first prize in the college entrance examination and entered the top majors of top universities in the country. During the undergraduate period, he published a large number of papers and obtained direct Ph.D.

Flowers, applause, honor.

As fate had arranged, all of them fell on this person who had suffered all the time.

Except for love.

The roommates fell in love and broke up one by one, and even approached the marriage hall, but Shen Qingwei was like a saint, rejecting all the kindness of the whole body.

"I said Weiwei, this is about to graduate, you haven't even talked about a relationship, the whole A big young talent will turn around in front of you, you really don't have a fancy What? Why, is your standard already higher than the range of the people on earth."

Facing the roommate's ridicule, Shen Qingwei calmly retorted, "It's not that I have a high standard, but that I didn't meet a suitable one."

"Then tell me, what is your standard?"

Shen Qingwei did not hesitate to say: "My significant other does not ask for too good, but he must have the same ability as me, or better than me."

The roommate nodded approvingly, "That's right, why don't you find someone inferior to you? It's not poverty alleviation."

"It's better to be taller."

"Excellent genes are important to future generations."

"Skin should be white."

"Tsk, I didn't expect you to like Xiao Bailian."

"The eyes don't need to be too big, they look like a fox when they laugh, and their lips are like petals, but they are scary when they are squeezed. They like to squint when they are happy, look arrogantly like a bastard, and stare when they are angry..."

The roommate suddenly hit Shen Qingwei with his arm.

She squinted her eyes like an X-ray machine, sweeping Shen Qingwei up and down.

"Frankly, how many years have you been in a crush on that person?"