The Queen's Little Wife

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When Shen Zhao's new song was released, it exploded on all major music platforms like a wire of fire.

The students of No. [-] Middle School surrounded Shen Zhao's class almost every day.

However, in the past few days, the person involved disappeared.

Nan Zhizi sat on her seat and watched the students coming and going who were paying close attention to Shen Zhao, took out her mobile phone, stared at a string of Arabic numbers on the screen, wondering whether she should dial or not.

Shen Zhao's words vaguely lingered in his ears.

Cheng Meizhu's words lingered in her heart.

ingrained.

They need money, but medical bills are an unaffordable problem for poor parents.

The third period is over.

The classroom was noisy and harsh.

Nan Zhizi kept staring at the phone in a daze, not knowing what to do.

Song Nan glanced over her head, shook her head and laughed teasingly: "What are you thinking, you're distracted in class, you can't concentrate, Nan Xueba, the first grader, don't fail the subject."

She closed the phone and put it back in her pocket.

Or find another way.

"Are you looking for Shen Zhao?" Song Nan asked when she saw something was wrong.

"Well, she didn't come today."

"Of course she won't come. Didn't you see that these people outside are going to eat her alive? Who made her the leader of our middle school?" Song Nan took out the earphone from the drawer, inserted it into the phone, and Putting only earplugs into Nan Zhizi's ears, she said with a smile, "Listen to her new song "Dye", it's really good!"

Nan Zhizi blinked, listening to the soft and ethereal singing voice in the earphones, a layer of ripples suddenly arose in her heart.

"Hee hee, isn't it very nice to hear? Shen Zhao's voice is really comfortable. Maybe it's because of the unfettered feeling and free expression that make more people like her songs." Of course Song Nan is her Even if you don't catch up with this great beauty, you must be the number one among fans.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Shen Zhao has been chasing Nan Zhizi recently.

This person is indifferent to everyone, only the well-behaved girl in front of her made her show a little nervousness.

Song Nan put his hands on her shoulders, and said triumphantly, "Shen Zhao is not suitable for everyone in No. [-] Middle School. Do you like her, Little Zhizi?"

Nan Zhizi opened her mouth in shock, shaking her head like a rattle, "I don't like her, I really don't like her."

"Eh? Why, I thought you liked her too, and Shen Zhao is really outstanding. To be liked by her is like a pie from the sky, and it's a piece of shit luck that you can't even grab."

She opened her eyes and said, "She is so frivolous and has such a temper, who would like her."

Song Nan didn't continue to listen, and glanced behind her, she was stunned: "Oh, Shen Zhao, why are you here, you scared me!"

"..." Shen Zhao's expression turned cold, and he stood behind Nan Zhizi.

Holding a cup of tender yogurt in his hand, his knuckles were white, the veins on the back of his hand were throbbing, his eyes were full of astonishment.

Nan Zhizi's heart twitched suddenly, her feet seemed to be nailed to the ground, unable to move.

After a pause for a few seconds, she suddenly turned around to look.

Shen Zhao's long hair has been loose all the time, and it hasn't been trimmed for an unknown period of time. The tail of her hair is slightly curled. She casually clamps her bangs with hairpins, revealing her delicate chin.

Nan Zhizi was frightened by her gloomy expression, and shyly looked away.

Since Shen Zhaofeng's songs are popular in the whole school these days, she doesn't like being pursued by others, so she rests at home for a few days.

I don't think about eating with the small squad leader every day, and even eating becomes boring.

Simply.

She still came to school, and gave her a surprise, and brought a cup of yogurt outside by the way.

Who knew that such a response would be received.

Shen Zhao lowered his eyes coldly, and squeezed the body of the cup tightly with his fingers, wanting to burst it.

Nan Zhizi didn't know how to face her, her nervous heart was beating wildly.

"Shen...Shen Zhao."

Shen Zhao exhaled, raised his hand, put the yogurt with beads of water on the rim in front of her, and said, "I bought it specially for you, so you probably won't like it either, you----don't like me."

"..."

She suddenly opened the window, with a sullen face, raised her hand and threw the yogurt out viciously——

A parabola gradually disappeared in midair.

Nan Zhizi froze in place.

At this moment, it seemed that something was emptied and taken away from her heart.

The surroundings suddenly became silent.

The atmosphere is very stiff.

Shen Zhao snorted, glanced coldly at her plain little face, her face gradually distorted, and said indifferently: "No matter what I do, you won't like me, no matter how good I am, you won't like me either, I'm a fucking bitch!"

The author has something to say: Thank you big brother for the thunder: Sui Sui Ping An, yang

Chapter 17 The Woman for Money

Everyone didn't know what happened, they only knew that Shen Zhao kicked off the desk coldly and walked out.

Nan Zhizi pursed her lips and curled her hands tremblingly.

The whole body is slightly cold, and the vision is a little blurred.

I don't know what warm things fell from the eye sockets.

clatter----

splashed on the ground.

She took a deep breath, gritted her teeth and sat down on the seat, biting back her tears.

Pick up the book on the ground and put it back where it was.

Song Nan stood beside her like a wooden man, not knowing what to say, she was too scared to say a word about the situation just now.

Shen Zhaozhen did absolutely nothing.

Poor sleeping man, still unable to recognize his own heart.

She put her hand on her shoulder lightly, comforting: "Don't be sad, Zhizi. I know you didn't say those words on purpose, I understand you."

Nan Zhizi shook her head and said nothing.

His eyes glanced at the yogurt bag on the table, and there was a blooming gardenia in it.The pure white petals lie quietly inside with the morning dewdrops.

She was short of breath, and looked out the door in a panic. Shen Zhao had no idea where she had gone.

She wrapped the flower in Bai Ruanruan's palm, left her seat and ran out, completely ignoring Song Nan's voice behind her.

"Nan Zhizi, where are you going?"

Shen Zhao looked at the dizzy sun with one hand in his pocket, took off the hairpin with his fingers, and let his long hair flow freely.

She scoffed and smiled.

"Shen Zhao, wait a minute." Nan Zhizi's hurried voice came from behind.

She froze.

Turning around slightly, frowned, and asked: "What else are you doing here? Do you want to continue to sprinkle salt on my heart?"

"not me……"

"Don't say anything, I'm really not a good person, you'd better stay away from me in the future."

Nan Zhizi was so anxious that her back was sweating, but she was about to speak.

Shen Zhao suddenly grabbed her shoulder.

This intimate action immediately startled her.

Shen Zhao bent his eyes and approached her lips with a half-smile, only her flickering eyelashes could be seen in the afterglow, and her big bright eyes were as pure as stars.

She closed her eyes and brushed across her face sharply.

Like a feather sliding by, it is painless and not itchy.

Nan Zhizi's heart twitched suddenly.

Shen Zhao smiled disdainfully: "Why, you thought I would kiss you?"

"..."

"I don't care about you now." She snorted, turned and walked away.

She was left alone standing there alone.

In fact, she wanted to apologize to her, but in the end she had no chance to say it.

The teacher said that impulsiveness is the devil, and now she is the devil who tortured Shen Zhao and finally tortured herself to death.

"I'm sorry." She lowered her head, loosened her hand and opened it slightly, a pure white gardenia flower was broken in the palm of her hand.

"Nan Zhizi, what are you doing here?" Lin Shuyang hurried over with a few books in his hands, as if he had just returned from the library.

Nan Zhizi quickly stuffed the flowers into her pocket, and smiled at him: "Lin Shuyang."