Chapter 6 Breath blending, ambiguous
Chapter 6: Breathing and fusion, endless ambiguity
"Slower."
Xu Yicheng leaned over and unbuttoned her seat belt.
The deep eyes were full of affection, and a "da" sound made Qiao Nian tremble involuntarily. She raised her eyes and looked at the man, and the two were very close!
She could clearly see his curly and thick eyelashes.
Breathing and heartbeat accelerates.
It feels like the tips of their noses are about to meet, and the ambiguous and warm breath spreads, as if they are not unfamiliar strangers, but couples in love.
Qiao Nian pursed her lips and tried her best to calm her mind: "...thank you."
"You're welcome, be careful."
Xu Yicheng pulled away, reached out to hand her schoolbag in the back seat, and couldn't help but speak when he saw Qiao Nian about to close the door.
"Niannian, do you still remember me?"
Although we have met in the past and in this life at a very small number of times.
But, do you still remember me?
There was a light of hope in his eyes.
Qiao Nian turned around and frowned slightly: "Remember, Xu...Brother."
Of course she remembered him, and he was also very good to Qiao Xingyuan in the past.
At that time, I thought he liked Qiao Xingyuan. The scenes of the two brothers turning against each other for a woman are not uncommon in wealthy families, but I never saw it.
Looking at her back as she was leaving, Xu Yicheng took a deep breath, leaned against the driver's seat and had a headache. The feeling of powerlessness spreading from the bottom of his heart to the whole body quickly submerged him.
"Young Master, are you okay? Do you want to go to the hospital?"
Outside the car window, Zhao Yi appeared behind him with a nervous look on his face.
He has been with San Shao for many years and has never heard of San Shao having a recessive genetic disease. I don’t know why he became like this in just one year. At the mildest, the pain is unbearable, and at the worst, the coma is unconscious.
Xu Yicheng closed his eyes and waved his hand for a while: "No, go home."
Zhao Yi had no choice but to help him down and said earnestly: "Doctor Lin said that the medicine he has recently studied may be useful to your body of San Shao. Why don't we go and have a look?"
Xu Yicheng opened his eyes, and two words were written on his dark eyes, and he refused: "Do you know my illness better than me?"
Zhao Yi lowered his head and did not dare to say more.
No one dares to break the principle of "San Shao" by saying the one and the other.
He'd better drive the car.
Xu Yicheng adjusted a comfortable position in the back seat and his thoughts were clear. In fact, he didn't care whether Lin Jinbai could cure his illness, so he had to exchange it for Qiao Nian.
He only wants to live for her.
Without her, all this she did would have meaningless.
Of course, only he can understand these words.
When Qiao Nian arrived at the classroom door, she was late.
The Chinese teacher was in the classroom, and the students were writing loudly.
"Report."
Qiao Nian stepped forward and his voice was crisp.
However, the Chinese teacher did not intend to let her in, but asked the students to continue studying and ignore her. In the huge classroom, there were many gloating eyes.
Qiao Nian had known this was the case.
Her grades used to be pretty good, but since her relationship with the Qiao family broke down, she has plummeted. Not only did she get to the bottom of the grade after taking the exam every time, she had to accept their ridicule when she got home.
After a while, she became the most hated student among senior high school teachers.
"Report."
She shouted again, her voice rising.
"Bang!"
The sound of the book scattering on the table sounded. The Chinese teacher was a middle-aged woman, with her waist on her back and walking towards the door: "Is it honorable for you to be late?"
Qiao Nian, can you look like a student? Can you give the class a sigh of relief?"
Qiao Nian looked at her calmly, her eyes without any panic: "No more examples."
“No next time.”
The Chinese teacher pointed at her nose and scolded.
"You still think about next time, you are in the third year of high school and you are late every day. The classmate in the class is like you. It really embarrasses the class. If you don't want to study, you will drop out of school and save the average score in the class. Stand for me and stand here for a class!"
Of course, Qiao Nian refused to stand, as he was clearly making things difficult for others.
When I said this, a gust of wind in my ear lifted her hanging hair up.
Qiao Xingyuan arrived with his schoolbag in panting, and said to the Chinese teacher with a red face: "Yes, I'm sorry, teacher, I got up late today so I'm late."
The next operation of the Chinese teacher is a national genius. Qiao Xingyuan's cute appearance fell on her heart and was reluctant to scold her. He said kindly: "It's Xingyuan, it doesn't matter. You are a good classmate and don't be late often. The teacher knows, hurry up..."
"Come and stand with me quickly. All the classmates heard it just now. Those who are late will be punished to stand."
Qiao Nian's voice was not loud, and there was a chill.
The sound of books in the class has long stopped, and now I can hear them clearly.
Qiao Xingyuan was immediately aggrieved and wanted to raise his hand to go to Qiao Nian: "Sister, are you still angry with me? Where are you living? I know I am not good enough, you ran away from home. Sorry, sister, I know I am wrong, you go home, your mother is so anxious."
He was about to cry again as he said that.
Qiao Nian was most annoying about her appearance. She cried at any time, and she felt right as if she had bullied her: "I am an adult, so I can go wherever I want. Besides, is this time to talk about this?
What does it mean to be late for you to lead the disaster to me?"
Qiao Xingyuan bit her lower lip and looked at her pitifully, "I don't have that intention, sister, I'm just worried about you."
The Chinese teacher couldn't stand it: "Qiao Nian, how could you say that to your own sister? Xingyuan is obviously worried about you. As a sister, you must live in harmony. Even if you are inferior to Xingyuan, you should not speak ill of each other."
Qiao Nian raised her lips gently and sneered: "Is that so? Didn't this be taught by the teacher?
One code is converted into one code, why does it not work when it comes to me? Teacher, are you setting an example for us?"
She knew that Qiao Xingyuan was the favorite of the class.
Not only the Chinese teacher in front of me, but the teachers in the whole grade liked her very much, holding her in the palm of her hand and put it on the tip of her heart and hurting her.
The Chinese teacher's face was very stinky: "It's fast to talk back. It would be great if you put this skill into your studies. If you run away from home, Xingyuan is worried. She was late because of you."
"My parents told you that I ran away from home?"
The Chinese teacher was hesitant, but there was no such thing as he had never heard from the head teacher.
Qiao Nian looked at Qiao Xingyuan with a clear mind: "Since there isn't, then don't put a false hat on me. Being late means being late. What excuses are you going to be fined for one class."
"Sister, I wasn't meant to be late, I just fear you're angry."
Qiao Xingyuan was still sobbing. Her labels were always praised by good students, goddesses, academic masters, etc. When did she receive such embarrassing punishment, she couldn't help but look at the teacher in discomfort.
The Chinese teacher didn't expect it to become like this.
She just wanted Qiao Xingyuan to go in, but Qiao Nian was almost stopped. Now both of them are standing, Qiao Nian herself has scolded her. She can't let anyone go.
"Okay, okay, I'll go in to class, and you won't be late again in the future."
Qiao Xingyuan blinked his eyes and wiped away the tears: "Thank you, teacher."
The two entered the classroom one after another.
Everyone watched them whisper.
"Hey, I thought Qiao Nian would be embarrassed today, but I didn't expect to come in so soon. It's so boring. Lao Jin can't do it."
Chapter completed!