Her Soda-Flavored Boyfriend - Chapter 71

There weren’t many people at noon.

When Shen Wei and Di Ge went back, there were only a few people in the class.

Shen Ruomian was doing her homework, and when she heard the movement, she raised her head and was a little surprised to see it was the two of them.

It seems that they did not expect them to come back so early.

Shen Wei to go back to bed, passing by Shen Ruming, patted her shoulder, and then passed.

Just.

When she returned to her seat, she found that on Di Ge’s table, yogurt and bread were placed.

The brand was familiar to Shen Wei, it was the one she had seen Di Ge eat in the past two days.

She was thinking about who had put them there, when Digo came over, he suddenly picked them up with a grim face and threw them straight into the trash can at the back.

A face full of revulsion.

“What’s wrong?”

Shen Wei subconsciously asked, “Who is this from?”

Diego’s face was very bad.

After sitting in his seat, he also took wet wipes and wiped the table very hard a few times, frowning while wiping, then said in a deep voice: “Very nasty person.”

Shen Wei was stunned and nodded.

The company’s main goal is to provide a better solution to the problem.

She stopped talking, lay down on the table and slowly closed her eyes.

Obviously, it is very sleepy.

But I don’t know why, Shen Wei couldn’t sleep.

Her face rubbed in the bend of her arm, turned her face over, and took the book to cover it.

She was conscious all the time, and halfway through, Diego moved very gently out of his seat, and Shen Wei knew it.

Should have gone to wash his hands and came back carrying a cool feeling.

And not long after.

He was very careful, little by little, holding Shen Wei’s hand on the edge of the table, and then gently tightened.

The fingertips are a bit cool, like a cold jade.

Shen Wei vaguely feel, Di Ge seems to also lie on the table, her eyelashes gently blinked a few times, finally did not open, with him.

The back does not know from when, she dazed and fell asleep.

When she opened her eyes, she was facing the direction where Diego was.

And, straight into Diego’s eyes as deep as thick ink.

“Weiwei.”

Seeing that she was awake, Diego called her in a low voice.

Shen Wei is a bit confused, her eyes are not fully open, and her voice is still a bit mute, “Hmm?”

“I’m listening to you.”

He popped out a sentence without a head.

Then, clutching her fingertips, voice a little trembling, eyes flooded with rippling light, “I do not kill people.”

The low and dumb voice, the tone of voice invites the heart to be soft.

Shen Wei was mostly conscious.

After all, the two words ‘kill’ are really frightening.

She looked at the boy who was face to face with her in a bit of a daze, only to hear him say again, “Never be afraid of me, Wei Wei.”

His eyebrows moved slightly, unconsciously clutching Shen Wei’s hand very tightly, like he was afraid she would run away.

The whole person looks sad.

Shen Wei looked heartbroken.

She broke her hand away from it, but did not wait for Diego to react, moved over, lying next to his shoulder, his forehead against him, and then put his palm on the top of the boy’s hair.

“Well, I know, I’m not afraid.”

She closed her eyes, rubbed the top of Diego’s hair, and gently coaxed.

Diego was lost in thought as he looked at the cheek close at hand, his expression clearly a little flattered.

He clearly felt the warmth coming from his forehead against each other, and in a moment, there was enough bottom.

As long as Vivi believes him, it is good.

Diego exhaled a breath.

From noon onwards, the nerves that were tense up, under the soothing of Shen Wei’s palm, finally calmed down a little.

—— off-topic — —

Diego’s fondness for Vivi borders on the morbid, and other people of the opposite sex are just not quite the same creatures as him in his eyes.

So, I’m not sure what to do.