The Boyfriend Who I’ve Never Met

The rain curtain outside the eaves was dim, as thin as a silk, and the moment a drop of rain hit Diva, it made a crisp sound.

The air seemed to be filled with the smell of moist grass.

At that time, someone stepped on the moist ground, holding a smoky-blue paper umbrella slowly coming.

Wei Jing, who was guarding the door, raised his eyes, then tilted his head closer to the door and window, and said, "My lord, the world's son is here."

The elder son Wei Jing said was Qi Ji, the eldest son of the Nanping Houfu.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Qi Ji, who was wearing a silver-patterned snow robe, had stepped onto the stone steps, so he hurriedly called out "Shi Zi Ye", and then took the umbrella in Qi Ji's hand.

Qi Ji nodded, Qingjun's brows and eyes seemed to be naturally smiling, and the whole person revealed a gentle and elegant temperament.

When he stepped into the study, he saw Wei Yun sitting behind the bookcase at a glance.

"Brother Yanchen seems to be in no rush."

Qi Ji smiled slightly, speaking slowly.

Wei Yun didn't raise his head, and seemed to stare at the scroll in his hand carelessly, "If you are too idle, listen to your father's words, enter the official position earlier, and do the right thing."

Sure enough, upon hearing this, the smile on Qi Ji's face suddenly abated.

He shook his head and sighed, then turned around, looking at the dense rain curtain outside the window, "I am here today, but kindly remind you, why are you still picking my pain?"

"I heard from my father that the prince has already handed his majesty the paper this morning..."

Qi Ji paused, then turned around and looked at Wei Yun, "You should be able to guess the content of that zhezi if you think about it?"

Upon hearing this, Wei Yun paused for a moment when he turned the page.

"The prince has always been at odds with you. The embezzlement of Shaoanhe's embezzlement case is led by you. If you don't have any conclusive evidence, the prince can take the opportunity to punish you for the crime of framing Zhongliang." Qi Ji continued.

"When did you..."

Wei Yun finally raised his eyes to look at Shen Ji, but saw that he didn't know when he was already standing next to the bookcase, and he still had a piece of...candy in his hand?

He was startled, and stopped as soon as he spoke.

Qi Ji took a bite, and his crispy and sweet taste made his eyes clear a bit, "Unexpectedly, you still have such a delicious thing here."

"Why is it just one piece? Any more?"

Qi Ji seemed a little bit unfinished.

Wei Yun stared at him, his expression faint, "The son of the world dares to eat anything."

"Why don't you dare? Brother Yanchen will never harm me, a lifesaver, right?" Qi Ji smiled at him.

"The great grace of the son, Wei Yun never dared to forget it." Wei Yun put down the scroll in his hand, looking at Qi Ji's eyes still calm.

"Your reaction is really boring."

Qi Ji shook his head, turned and left.

"Ming Xu."

But when Qi Ji was about to walk to the door, he heard the people behind him suddenly call him.

It is no longer a faintly alienated "Shizi", but his word-Mingxu.

"You have no intention of official career, so you don't have to worry about the affairs of the court."

Because once people step into the whirlpool, they can no longer help themselves.

What's more, it was Chaotang.

"The crisp candy is very good, goodbye."

Qi Ji heard the words, the smile in those eyes gradually deepened, but he didn't turn his head back, just beckoned, and then walked out the door.

Seeing Qi Ji's robe disappearing at the door, when Wei Yun withdrew his gaze, he caught a glimpse of the small piece of kraft paper on the bookcase that was used to wrap the crisp candy.

The rain is getting stronger outside the window.

The copper pendant he put aside glowed in a timely manner.

But in a moment, Wei Yun saw a mass of cloth in front of him.

His brows were frowned, and after a while, he stretched out his hand to unfold the cloth.

It looks like a knee-length dress, but the sleeves are extremely short, and the upper part of the chest is not covered by any fabric, and the fabric is also extremely light.

As if suddenly realized something.

Wei Yun's face changed slightly, and he immediately threw aside the skirt in his hand that seemed too cool to him.

What does she want to do?

Wei Yun lowered his eyes, staring at the copper pendant, his eyes were dark and there was no light or shadow.

And Xie Tao was standing by the closet right now, staring at her little bed in a daze.

She was just packing up her clothes that Aunt Fu sent her. She clearly remembered that she threw a skirt on the bed, but at this moment there was nothing else on the bed except her mobile phone.

So, where did her skirt go?

Xie Tao scratched the back of her head, did she remember it wrong again?

In the end, she had to pack her other clothes and cook herself a bowl of noodles, which counted as dinner.

When Xie Tao arrived at school the next day, she ran into Shi Cheng on the way to the teaching building.

Shi Cheng also specially gave her a bottle of yogurt.

"Xie Tao, this is my favorite flavor." Shi Cheng smiled at her, showing neat white teeth.

"Thank you."

Xie Tao took it over flatteredly, and then, under Shi Cheng's urging, inserted the straw into the yogurt cover.

But as soon as she took a sip, she felt that her elbow was hit from behind. She couldn't hold it firmly, and the yogurt fell directly on the ground.

She tilted her head subconsciously and saw the short-haired girl looking at her with her eyes down, with a distracting expression. When she lifted her chin, she seemed to be a little provocative, "I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention."

Xie Tao's temper has always been good, but she couldn't help curling her knuckles while looking at the short-haired girl in front of her.

The short-haired girl laughed and walked directly by her, walking very briskly.

"Is Zhao Yixuan's brain sick..."

Shi Cheng's whispered complaint came from around.

"Xie Tao, don't mess with her, she is the dog-leg of Song Shiman and Xu Hui, she's quite good at fighting..."

Shi Cheng was still reminding her.

But Xie Tao watched Zhao Yixuan's back gradually walking away, her lips pressed tightly.

In the Chinese class, class teacher Liu Meiyu was standing on the podium explaining the content of a classical Chinese essay. Xie Tao felt a little sleepy when she heard it, but the next second she was completely awake by the sudden pain in the back of her head.

When she turned her head, she ran into Zhao Yixuan holding a strand of her hair.

Being watched by Xie Tao, Zhao Yixuan laughed silently, loosened her fingers, stopped holding her hair, and instead supported her head with one hand and turned the pages of the book on the desk with the other hand. .

Although it was just some pediatric tease, Xie Tao still clearly felt her unprovoked malice.

Especially when Xie Tao was blocked by Zhao Yixuan in the women's bathroom after class, she was very sure that she was targeted.

"Transfer Students,"

Zhao Yixuan held her arms and blocked her in front of her, "I have something to ask you."

Xie Tao stared at her without speaking.

The class bell rang, and there were no other people in the women's bathroom except for her and Zhao Yixuan.

"Speak, are you a dumb?" Zhao Yixuan snorted and poked her shoulder.

"What do you want to know?"

Xie Tao tried to make herself seem calm enough.

"What is the relationship between you and Zheng Hejia?"

Zhao Yixuan stared at the girl in front of her.

Her facial features are clear and delicate, her stature is not high, she looks a little weak and can't help but she is like a standard southern girl.

As soft as water, but also very...weak to be deceived.

Thinking of her face that couldn't turn white no matter how much she tried, Zhao Yixuan became more jealous when she looked at the white-faced girl in front of her with almost invisible flaws.

"Why should I tell you?"

Xie Tao didn't know why she mentioned Zheng Hejia.

Zhao Yixuan laughed when she heard these words, and then her face quickly sank, "You are really annoying."

Zhao Yixuan's hand had grabbed her collar, and Xie Tao saw her eyes full of malicious intent.

At that time, the sound of high-heeled shoes came, like the voice of two people.

Xie Tao seemed to have heard the voice of Liu Meiyu, the teacher in charge, and others.

Getting closer.

Zhao Yixuan suddenly loosened Xie Tao's collar, and when Liu Meiyu and another female teacher walked in, she covered her belly.

"What are you two doing? The class bell rang, don't you know?" Liu Meiyu saw the two people standing inside, her face suddenly sank, and her voice became a little bit cold.

"Oh, Teacher Liu, I just had a diarrhea..." Zhao Yixuan covered her belly, winking her eyebrows pretendingly, and walked around Liu Meiyu.

When Xie Tao went out, standing in the corridor, facing the slightly cooler wind, she realized that her palms were all sweaty.

The corridor was quiet, there was no one, only the sound of reading from multiple classrooms overlapping and ups and downs.

Zhao Yixuan's body has a very strong smell of smoke.

Even when Xie Tao just walked into the women's bathroom, she just threw the cigarette in her hand.

Xie Tao suddenly remembered the round scars she saw on Zhou Xinyue's wrist when she went to see Zhou Xinyue before.

There are quite a few.

Maybe... there should be more?

She didn't think much at the time.

But now she suddenly realized that the size of the scar was just as thick as a cigarette.

Is that what she thinks?

in the case of……

If it really is...

How many unimaginable torments Xinyue suffered that week?

Standing on the quiet corridor, the wind gently blew across his cheeks, with a cool temperature.

Xie Tao stood there blankly, her eyes flushed.