Saving The Villain Boy - Chapter 6

[Everyone, he invited me out for dinner. How should I respond to be polite and special? ]

Xia Xi sent an emoji that expressed doubts.

[Wow, this kind of big good thing, shouldn’t your normal reaction be “Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh he asked me to eat and I died”? What’s the matter with such a plain tone. ]

Han Xingye: [Yan Qiwei won’t be so excited that she is insane… I’m a little scared. ]

Not at all!

Yan Qiwei was mixed with joys and sorrows, she couldn’t get excited at all, but she was more emotional. She couldn’t explain, she could only respond vaguely with lyrics: [Don’t mention, you will never understand my sorrow, just like the day and the darkness of night. ]

[From a man’s point of view, you must not just use “um” and “hello” words without emotion, otherwise it will make him think you are a boring woman. Han Xingye began to talk loudly, [So I think you should reply, “Hello, Mr. Liang, um, no problem~ I have time at any time.” No one, no man can resist this lovely tone, believe me. ]

Xia Xi immediately answered: [Han Xingye, others are sweet love, and when you come to you, it has become a licking love. Is Weiwei the cute type? With my many years of love experience, all I need to do is say “um” coldly. ]

Han Xingye: [If you want to be cold, why don’t you just go back to TD? ]

The two of them were really unreliable, and Yan Qiwei struggled for a while before slowly typing in the chat box.

[Hello, thank you for inviting me to dinner. I have time at any time, what about the day after tomorrow? ]

The message was sent.

Not too cold or licking the dog, plain and plain, can’t make the slightest disturbance, just in line with her identity as a cannon fodder female partner.

Yan Qiwei didn’t dare to look away and stared at the screen. When the phone shook slightly, her heart also hung up.

[it is good. I will pick you up at noon. ]

She breathed a sigh of relief, and then informed him of her residence, and the two politely said goodbye to each other after confirming the time and place.

According to Liang Xiao’s temperament, Yan Qiwei didn’t have to think about it and knew that it wasn’t his intention to invite her to dinner, but Chen Jiayi was instigated in all likelihood.

The next thing must be a dull and unhappy reunion. Liang Xiao, who successfully completed the task, will no longer contact her. The passerby female partner has since retired. The only effect is to make the male lead very popular with women.

It’s too real.

But is she the kind of woman who retreats and gives up halfway? Now that she knew the plot of the novel, she had to try to break through the established fate and make Liang Xiao fall in love with him.

This very ambitious thought died in the baby in less than three seconds, because Yan Qiwei began to think about how to talk to Liang Xiao when she met.

The conclusion is that whatever she says is destined to end in tragedy, just because Liang Xiao doesn’t like her at all.

No matter what people say is nonsense, she still understands the truth.

So angry.

She really wanted to rush to Liang Xiao, akimbo and tell him: “I am Liang Wei, but with a different body, why don’t you recognize me?”

After denying the possibility of this method, Yan Qiwei thought again, since Liang Xiao treated her step-sister as Bai Yueguang, if she almost treated him, maybe she might cut off his obsession and try to contact other people.

But letting her watch Liang Xiao suffer, it feels more uncomfortable than letting her be single for a lifetime.

When she thought of Liang Wei, she wondered-how did she die?

Yan Qiwei was one term younger than Liang Xiao. When Liang Wei passed away, she was still in high school on the other side of the motherland. She was so stuffed with physics and chemistry that she couldn’t hold anything else in her heart. Naturally, she didn’t care about those things in the imperial capital. .

What’s more, the Liang family crushed the news to death, and only claimed to have died accidentally to the outside world. When she heard about this incident, naturally she only got a few sporadic clues.

Since the real Liang Wei died of a heart attack at the age of fifteen, then the seventeen-year-old Liang Wei who died unexpectedly… should be Yan Qiwei herself who was attached to her.

She really didn’t want to experience death in person.

The chaotic and complex thoughts in her brain were like catkins and duckweed, which made her unable to grasp it anyhow. The banquet and entertainment after one day was extremely exhausted. She finally glanced at the message sent by Liang Xiao and closed it in a daze. eye.

Yan Qiwei was awakened from starvation.

In addition to the discomfort of the empty abdomen, there was also a faint pain in her brain, and a hot air rushed from her forehead to her whole body, making her frown in discomfort.

She wondered if she had a fever, and she reacted when she opened her eyes reluctantly. The sight she saw was not her bedroom.

When she turned her head to the side, the bedside mirror reflected the girl’s thin and pale face that was almost sickly. The dark eyes were filled with fine sunlight, and the corners of her eyes fell slightly, giving her a soft, sickly appearance.

She traveled back to seven years ago.

Liang Xiao actually kept guarding by her side.

There is no “holding her hand tightly” or “watching her sleeping face intently” written in the novel. He just sits quietly on a stool and reads the book silently. Yan Qiwei glances at the cover, “General High School Curriculum Standard Test Textbook” “.

She willingly gave in to the loss of her charm to the textbook.

The A college where Yan Qiwei and Liang Xiao attended is one of the best schools in China. Even in a college with such talents, Liang Xiao has been ranked first in the major for four consecutive years.

But now his situation is really not good.

Most of the children in the imperial capital have participated in various tuition classes since they were young. Liang Xiao didn’t have the opportunity to contact tutoring. Not to mention, the teaching quality of the village schools where he was previously lags far behind, and they have been thrown away from the beginning.

What’s more, his time after returning home is all occupied by tedious housework and beatings, and there is no free time to study.

Even so, his grades can still be among the best in the village high school-but once he gets the same age in the imperial capital, he seems to be unable to make it to the table.

The adoptive parents once wanted him to drop out of school to help at home. Thanks to a teacher in the school who saw that Liang Xiao was really talented, they agreed to pay for him to go to school after consultation.

Chen Jiayi was full of sorrow when talking about this teacher. I heard that he was a middle-aged man who was nearly forty years old and graduated from a prestigious normal school, but willingly devoted the first half of his life to rural education and spent his life in the mountains and loess. The whole youth.

She and Liang Qi visited his home, but it was a small bungalow that couldn’t be more rudimentary. The pennant “Peaches and Plums Are All Over the World” hung on the seepage wall, and “The Saying of Zarathustra” was neatly placed on the coffee table. on.

The plainly-dressed man was wrinkled when he laughed, and told them shyly: “You don’t have to thank me, that’s a good boy, you must let him study hard.”

The Liang family gave him three million as a thank you for tuition for several years.

Chen Jiayi shook her hand when she talked about it: “Weiwei, you must be kind. You may not always be rewarded for doing good, but in many cases, your unintentional actions can change another person’s life.”

Yan Qiwei does not expect to change the lives of many people like that teacher. She only hopes to make Liang Xiao happy and not to be bullied by others.

Her heart is too small to tolerate too much, she is really hopeless.

Liang Xiao noticed her gaze and looked away from the textbook. He was still very shy, didn’t dare to look directly at Yan Qiwei’s eyes, and said warmly: “Are you hungry? Aunt Shen bought you porridge.”

Seeing her weakly nodded, the teenager put the textbook on his lap, took a bowl of white porridge from the bedside table and handed it to her. He hesitated for a while before he said: “You should not eat too greasy food when you are sick. White porridge is best for your stomach. “

After several days of recuperation, Liang Xiao’s voice was much smoother and clearer than when he first saw it. When he talked, he brought the refreshing and soft breath of the young man, to Yan Qiwei, it was almost warmer than the sun at noon in winter.

Remaining, gentle, scratching her ears like a fluffy cat’s claw.

This is a side that President Liang Da will never reveal in seven years.

After thanking, she took the tableware, and when she finished the porridge, she asked, “Where is Aunt Shen?”

“She went to buy medicine.”

Hearing these words, Yan Qiwei’s body stopped as if time was stagnant. At the same time, the door of the ward was pushed open, and there was an unpleasant smell of medicine as she walked in with Aunt Shen.

She frowned immediately and looked at Aunt Shen with a pitiful appearance. The latter knew what she meant, and smiled helplessly: “It’s useless to pretend to be pitiful. This medicine must be drunk.”

The original owner got sick frequently and was accustomed to bitter taste for a long time. Drinking medicine only looks at the effect but not the taste, so the medicines chosen are strong and bitter.

Yan Qiwei complained incessantly, but she was an adult after all. Even if she didn’t like it, she couldn’t avoid taking medicine like a child, so she slowly took the cup and drank it with her breath.

What entered the throat was turbulent pain, and her throat was aching due to fever. After drinking, she put the cup aside and covered her cheek with her hands to prevent Liang Xiao from seeing her wrinkled face.

The creatures like women are really magical. Even if they are terribly uncomfortable, they have to maintain their image in front of the people they like at all times, and they can really afford a “spell” word.

Yan Qiwei slandered herself secretly, and suddenly heard the young man beside her whisper: “Weiwei.”

Her eyes were dark, and her head was dizzy due to the fever, as if a dark fire was burning. When this sound sounded, it was as if a light of water was flowing through, and the brain instantly awoke.

In response to this sentence, Yan Qiwei looked up blankly.

Liang Xiao’s slender eyelashes trembled at the moment when they met her eyes, and a bright white light fell. He was a little nervous and stretched out his hand stiffly: “This is for you.”

Holding a toffee in his hand, the soft white rabbit on the wrapping paper is exactly the same as him.

Yan Qiwei’s heart was lit up all at once.

Giving candy when you are sick is a plot that only appears in romance novels! According to the novel, after the heroine eats the candy, the bitterness in her mouth will disappear immediately, and it will be replaced by the sweet and greasy scent of sugar. It can be said that you can’t buy it at a loss and you can’t be fooled. It is a must-have for family travel and love affairs.

Aunt Shen smiled and added: “He bought this for you when we both had lunch, saying that he was worried that the medicine was too bitter.”

The little bird in my heart fluttered, and Liang Xiao in his youth was so sweet and so sweet.

Yan Qiwei pursed her lips and held back a smile and took the candy. The boy quickly retracted her hand in embarrassment, and heard her briskly say thank you.

When the candy was wrapped in the mouth, a rich milky scent spreads, and the sweetness is like the melting ice and snow in the middle of spring. The romance novel does not deceive her, and there is no bitterness in her mouth.

Yan Qiwei was in a good mood. She lifted the tip of her tongue triumphantly, trying to grab the sweet fragrance scattered in her mouth. She did not expect that the scent of medicine that had been expelled would come back, sweeping the entire taste nerve through the tip of the tongue.

Good, bitter, ah.

Facts have proved that a small piece of sugar does not have the power to contend with the taste of medicine. She seemed to understand that it was not the candy that made the bitterness dissipate, but the joy of knowing the moment when her sweetheart was thinking of herself.

Like a grand cosmic big bang, the embers all over the sky are full of sweetness from him.