fall in love with ex-husband

The four words "no evil, no deeds" are perfect to describe the days before I met Zhang Kaiji.

I have always known since I was a child that my family has money and power. I have a father who is a leader and an uncle who runs a company. No matter whether it is in the courtyard or at school, no one dares to provoke me.

Those who were bullied by me dare not speak out even if they have resentment in their hearts, because I am a stingy person, if I hear someone speak ill of me behind my back, I will definitely find a way to get revenge.

In this way, I became a bully in the school, a restless element that caused headaches for teachers, and a monster that classmates shunned.

But I never take them seriously. The more they are afraid of me and avoid me, the more I look down on them.

Probably because I did too many bad things, the greatest retribution in my life appeared in my life.

Zhang Kaiji transferred to our school from Experimental Middle School in his sophomore year, and he is an out-and-out student master.

He is tall, and the teacher wanted to avoid me and put him in the front row, offering up this fairy who can save the average score of our class, but it would block the sight of the students in the back row, so he had to be in the The only empty seat in the class, next to me.

In order to create a good learning atmosphere for Zhang Kaiji, in the first class he came, I was invited to the office by the head teacher. The inside and outside words were to tell me to restrain myself, not to disturb other good students' studies, and if I wanted to, I would even Help me with my home study privileges.

Although I like to make troubles, it doesn't mean I don't want to go to school. On the contrary, I especially like to go to class with these students who hate me. Watching them angry and helpless is a great fun in my boring life.

Because of being scolded by the bald head teacher, and because I didn't eat breakfast, I didn't have a good face when I returned to class, and I didn't have a good tone to this new good student.

"Get out of the way."

This is the first sentence I said to him, obviously, full of provocation and malice.

I thought he would show impatience or fright, but he just glanced at me lightly, then moved the table and chairs to make enough space for me to pass, then stopped looking at me, and took out the textbooks from his schoolbag .

This was a path I had never imagined, so that for the next day, I didn't do anything, just looked at him with my head tilted, and I seemed to see the slightest breakdown and irritability from his seemingly impeccable expression .

But I failed.

Just like he performed when he introduced himself on the podium, he was reluctant to say one more word, and after saying his name, he had no further words.

I pouted and looked at him all day, but he never looked back at me, but was completely absorbed in the textbook in front of him.

I don't know what's so good about those textbooks with boring knowledge, so the next day I tore up his textbooks full of notes, and stepped on his desk and chair with a look of "that's what I did." Yes, what can you do to me" and waited to see his expression.

When he stepped into the classroom, he frowned when he saw the confetti all over the floor, but when he walked up to me, he turned and left the classroom without saying a word to me who was looking for trouble.

I thought he went to the teacher to complain, but I didn't expect that he went to the toilet to wash his face.

Looking at him whose hair was still dripping, I felt guilty for the first time in my life. I moved my lips and moved my feet away from his chair, letting him soak his upper body after washing his face. a place to sit.

He sat down without wiping it.

I secretly followed him and found that his eyes were a little red.Even if the textbooks were all torn up for no reason, he didn't lose his temper with me, and he didn't even give me an extra look.

He couldn't take out the textbook after class, and his hair was still wet. He naturally became the teacher's key concern, and as his deskmate, I also became the object of accountability.

I did it in the first place, and there is nothing to deny, so when the teacher told me to stand outside the classroom as punishment, I stood up without any hesitation.

However, just after I stood up, Zhang Kaiji, who has always been taciturn, suddenly raised his hand to signal.

The teacher asked him what was wrong, did he want to go back to the dormitory and change his clothes.

He shook his head and said lightly: "Teacher, this matter has nothing to do with Gu Wenxi. I tore the book by myself and wet my hair by going to the bathroom. You don't have to punish him."

Even if the classmates complained for him, but the person involved said so, the teacher had no choice but to let me return to my position.

I don't understand the intention of Zhang Kaiji's behavior this time. If he wants to please me, why he ignores me, and if he hates me, he speaks for me.

I wanted to know what was going on in Zhang Kaiji's mind, and I wanted to hear another word from him, so I took the initiative to poke his arm and said thank you with a low voice.

I thought he would continue to ignore me, but after I said thank you, he turned his head and looked at me.

I only saw indifference in his eyes.

He said: "Student Gu Wenxi, I dare not offend you. I just want to study hard. Can you let me go?"