Double A sequelae

Qi Jue returned to the previous class, and the whole class noticed the change in Qi Jue. He seemed to be extremely depressed, sitting in his seat all day without moving, his eyes staring out of the window, not knowing what he was thinking .

At the same time, there was a post on Tieba with the title: Discussing the Reasons Why the Big Boss’s Face is Ashen.

——I think the boss may have been dumped, Su Baiying hasn't come to work for a week.

——The minister seconded, Su Baiying has disappeared since winning the exam, is it because she was afraid that the boss would mark him.

— Was he murdered by the boss?Who made him take the first place from the boss.

——Have you forgotten the reason why the boss changed classes?For whom?I think it might be a drama between the domineering Xueba and his scumbag little wife. The little wife studies hard for the school bully she deserves, and the sky pays off. Finally, she shows her skills in the exam and can fight side by side with the school bully. country.

——Upstairs, the imagination is rich enough.But it seems that you have strayed from the topic. What you are discussing now is the mystery of the disappearance of the little charming wife, and why the domineering schoolmaster feels ashamed.

Of course, Yiban knew nothing about Tieba.

The chemistry teacher was lecturing as usual, the afterglow light enveloped the classroom, the students were taking notes with their heads down, and only the sound of writing could be heard in their ears.

Suddenly, the sound of wood scraping across the ground broke the quiet atmosphere.

The students looked up after hearing the reputation.

The boy's face was hidden in the light and shadow, his eyes were cold but unfocused, like a puppet without emotion, he moved the table and walked towards the door without saying a word.

"Qi Jue," the chemistry teacher was stunned for a while before recovering. He frowned and said, "It's class, what are you doing?"

Qi Jue tilted his head in doubt, as if he couldn't understand the words of the person in front of him, he moved the desk out of the classroom on his own, subconsciously, he seemed to be going to the building in front of him.

There are very important people waiting for him in that building.

But who?

Who are the important people?

Although Qi Jue is usually foolish, but he can put on airs to some extent, and now he is becoming more and more unscrupulous. He slapped the textbook on the desk and said angrily: "Qi Jue, stop me, do you still treat me like this?" Does the teacher care about it?"

"I'm going to the front building," Qi Jue said with firm eyes, "someone is waiting for me there."

……

"I'm sorry, principal," Qi Le sat on the sofa in the principal's office, his delicate suit jacket was wrinkled, "My younger brother, he's been a little uncomfortable lately."

The principal glanced at Qi Jue in the corridor through the window, and sighed, "I know. A year ago, Qi Jue also had the exact same situation, and he recovered quickly that time."

His gaze circled around and returned to Qi Jue, "But this time, it has been a week. His state will greatly affect other students' studies."

"I know," Qi Le covered her face with one hand, and it took a long time before she raised her head, "Let's suspend school first. I'll send him over after Brother Qi recovers."

"Hey," the headmaster was reluctant to part with such a good seedling, but he also had to take care of the feelings of other students, "that's the only way to go."

……

Jane's house.

Zhao Shiyin lay her head on the sofa and applied a facial mask, Zhong Zhi stood aside, staring at Zhao Shiyin's face and said: "The matter has been resolved."

"Well," Zhao Shiyin responded in a neutral voice, rubbed her hands on the mask a few times, and asked with her eyes closed after a long while, "Where's Chen'er? He didn't notice it, right?"

Zhong Zhi swept over her leaking neck, then quickly lowered his head, "Master has gone to the old place again."

Hearing this, Zhao Shiyin sat up suddenly, the mask on her face slipped off, she said angrily: "What! He must be mad at me!

"Yes, I just want to piss you off." Zhao Chenheng's eyes were dark and fierce, "What are you doing here? Did I tell you to come into this room?"

The hospital ward exudes a strong smell of disinfectant, and the pale walls make the atmosphere even more depressing.

Zhao Shiyin held the small bag in her hand, looked at Zhao Chenheng's attitude, became angry, pointed to the hospital bed and said, "You come to the hospital every day to guard this vegetable, are you a pervert? If you want to guard him, do you still have me as a mother in your eyes?"

A sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy was lying on the hospital bed. The morning sun was not glaring, and his profile was gently outlined, and the reflected skin was as white as transparent.

It was an unusually pretty face, but not at all feminine.

It was Jian Fan.

"Shut up," Zhao Chenheng said impatiently as he sat on a chair beside him, "Go out, you don't deserve to stay here."

Zhao Shiyin was so angry that she couldn't speak, she paused for a while, and said viciously: "Do you know what you are doing? Do you know who this person is?"

He's in love with his half-brother.

While this matter made her furious, it was also accompanied by strong nausea.

It was two years ago when Zhao Shiyin discovered that something was wrong with Zhao Chenheng.

At that time, she didn't want to put Jian Fan to death, but she didn't know when, she found that Zhao Chenheng looked at Jian Fan more and more wrongly, other people might not see anything, but she, as a mother, knew that mean something.

Zhao Chenheng is an Alpha.

Zhao Shiyin didn't know why he fell in love with Jian Fan, who was also an Alpha, and she didn't want to know either.

All she knew was that Jian Fan couldn't stay.

He must die.

Compared to Zhao Shiyin's irascibility, Zhao Chenheng was very calm, without any emotional fluctuations, he straightened his clothes slowly, stood up, walked to Zhao Shiyin's side, and said: "How did Jian Fan become like this, you are more powerful than anyone else!" clear."

"Don't let me find your evidence," Zhao Chenheng said, squinting his eyes, "Otherwise, even if you are my mother, I will never show mercy." Having said that, he glanced at the hospital bed, "This is what you owe Jane. Everything is what you owe me."

Zhao Shiyin was stunned.

Since Jian Fan's accident a year ago, Zhao Chenheng has become uncertain, more surly and cruel.

And sometimes the way he looks at himself is even more terrifying, as if he wants to swallow her alive.

She flinched involuntarily, lowered her voice, and said in a comforting tone: "Jian Fan got into a car accident and became what he is now, so what does it have to do with me?"

It was widely rumored in the outside world that the young master of the Jian family was in a car accident. Everyone thought that he would not survive, and spread the rumors. In the end, the Jian family directly blocked the news from the outside world.

The outside world took it for granted that Jian Fan died in the car accident.

In fact, no, all his vital signs are normal, but he can't wake up.

"It doesn't matter," Zhao Chenheng said, "It's just that you know that it's a luxury for me to watch him move."

What he faces every day is cold medical equipment, and Jian Fan who is lying on the bed without any emotions or fluctuations.

And these are all thanks to her.

Thanks to his own mother.

After a while, he suppressed his violent and boiling blood, glanced at Jian Fan who was on the bed, looked away reluctantly, and lowered his voice: "Jian Fan should rest, don't yell here."

The voice was cold with a touch of bloodthirsty.

"Zhao Chenheng," Zhao Shiyin said with a suppressed voice, "Don't forget that I am your mother!"

Zhao Chenheng closed the curtains, sneered, pressed one hand on the switch on the wall, and said mockingly: "Then let's go, my lord."

The room was plunged into darkness, except for the faint light of the monitoring equipment on the bedside.

Under the fine light, the slender and slender fingers moved slightly, the transparent ventilator was covered with a layer of white mist, and Jian Fan's long eyelashes trembled slightly.