I, the villainous female lead, wear many hats

Chapter 249 Cheng Maki, you don't like me, do you?
"I heard that there is a transfer student who is going to transfer to our school, and it is said that she is a beautiful woman!"

"Did you also see the photos in the forum? It is said that it is called Jiang Chacha, and now people seem to be going to the school gate!"

"Come on, let's go and see!"

It was noon, and the glass windows of the classroom penetrated into the clear sunlight.The two girls in front who had been chattering and disturbing others' rest quickly ran away, and the boy behind them with a book covering his face slowly revealed his eyes.

At that time, he had already become famous at a young age.His name often appears in the major news, and what piano music is played in the concert hall there will be rushed to report by these newspapers, even if they don't understand music at all.

It was after ten years that he heard her name again.

Ginger tea.

He wrote the name on the paper with a pen.

Just log in to the school's forum and look at the posts to find out if it's her.

Cheng Hao didn't know what kind of mood he was in, so he clicked on the post on the forum.

She has a high popularity in the school forum, and the first few posts are all about her.

He clicked in.

Then I saw a ID photo of the girl.

It was a perfect ID photo, with clear skin and a Korean style unlined brow, but the peak of the brow was slightly raised.She faced the camera, showing a bright and moving smile, even through the photos and the screen, her smile can be infected.

Cheng Hao has long forgotten what the little girl looked like back then.

Time is very cruel, and the short few days together are enough to be diluted by time, and then slowly faded away in the long river of memory.

But Cheng Hao didn't know why, but he still recognized the girl in this photo, she was her back then.

Because he clearly remembered the snow on Christmas that year, the beautiful snowflakes fell from the night, and then fell into her starry eyes.

He always remembered her eyes.

And the smiling eyes of the girl in the memory corresponded to the same time in this photo.

is her.

Cheng Hao clearly remembered that his heart skipped a beat.

I just learned that she transferred from another school today, and the car was about to drive to the school gate.

She clearly knew that she might have forgotten it in her heart.But he still picked up the coat on the chair and ran out of the classroom.

He ran to the school gate in one breath.

He blended in with the crowd and hid all his thoughts.

Soon, her family's car slowly stopped at the school gate.

She got out of the car with her father.

She is the apple of the eye of the family, with an exquisite appearance like a little princess. At this time, she is holding her father's hand and walking out of the car with him smiling.

Like a princess who accompanied the king on inspection, she attracted the attention of everyone. The first second they saw her, everyone couldn't help but be amazed.

And he was one of those people.

He was in the crowd, watching her.

He was nervous, looking forward to meeting her again.

The little girl on that snowy Christmas night, and the gift she gave him, gave him great strength in the various difficulties that followed him.

He had imagined several times in what form he would meet her again.

It's just that she didn't expect that she would transfer to their school.

He remained silent amidst the din of voices.

His eyes kept wandering over her.

Her back fell into a dream, and the wind blew a lock of her hair. At that moment, she just turned her head and met his gaze.

Cheng Hao heard the sound of his own heart beating at that time.

It's different from the emotions when I was a child, now she is slim and budding, the eyes fall on her, even the pure love when I was a child is dyed with impure colors.

He clenched his hands.

Will she recognize him?

Or do you think he looks a little familiar?
Or...she hasn't forgotten the memory of the hospital at all?

He never forgot.

It was the only memory he could use for solace in that painful past.

However, let him down.

She didn't recognize him, nor did she find him familiar.She looked at him like everyone else, when her eyes fell on him, she had a light layer, with a polite and distant smile, then her eyes faded away and she turned her head.

He was only left with a back view that made him fantasize day and night.

This interrupted his thoughts of going to her.

Because it seems that there is no point in going to her to say hello and recognize each other.

Because she seemed to have forgotten the past and abandoned him in the past.

He glanced sleepily at her who was shining in the crowd.

Then in the crowd, quietly left and exited.

Sensitive people are most afraid of harm, they are afraid of all sharp things.

Even if there is a little possibility, but because of the damage that may bring to their self-esteem, they will shrink back, and would rather avoid giving up than suffer a little harm.

Later, she became more and more popular in the school.In the end, she was selected as the most beautiful school belle, and was even elected as the vice president of the student union because of her high popularity.

Even though Wen Huaizhi, the president of the student council who was admired by everyone, disagreed, the students still enthusiastically recommended her.

She was pushed on the gorgeous and eye-catching stage.

Later, Cheng Hao would often see her on campus.

She was wearing Sheng Ying's student uniform, a white shirt and a high-waisted skirt, which made her look exquisite.

As time passed, he almost gradually forgot the past.

He didn't seem to have the obsession with her that was like a sea tide in the middle of the night.

So when he was sitting in a wheelchair on campus alone, and she passed by him with a fragrant breeze, he lowered his eyebrows and pleasing to the eye, and never set his eyes on her.

She stepped on her leather shoes, and after passing by him, her steps gradually slowed down. After two steps, she turned around with a book in her arms.

"classmate."

She stopped him with a smile.

In the spring, he stopped, his back in the wheelchair was slightly stiff, his breathing was disordered, and he turned his face sideways after he calmed down.

After she spoke and looked back, the beautiful curly hair also gently brushed over with her movements, and fell on one of her shoulders, making her more and more soft.

The clear light and shadow of the spring day fell on her hair, her eyebrows, and her brown hair were stained with a few small pink petals.

Holding the book, she stood in the spring sunshine and smiled at him.

"Student, can I help you?"

"Hi, I'm Jiang Chacha, the vice president of the student union."

"I think it's not convenient for you to sit in a wheelchair alone. Where are you going now?"

The girl's kindness is obvious, but her innocence and delicacy cannot be concealed in her eyes.

Obviously it shouldn't be delusional, but Cheng Hao watched her for a long time at that time.

This all seems like a natural coincidence.

But that's not a coincidence, because these are all designed by him.

Knowing that she would pass by this road next, he deliberately called away the bodyguard who was helping him push the wheelchair.

Then pretend to be a vulnerable group and wait for her here.

In the end, he lowered his eyes to cover up the complicated and chaotic emotions in his eyes, and said "OK" weakly.

When she was pushing the wheelchair behind her, the ends of her hair would accidentally fall on his shoulders and slide across his neck from time to time, making his heart itch.

She helped him push the wheelchair and brought him to the door of the library.

"The classmate is here. If there is nothing else, I will leave first."

The last impression she left on him was her skirt swaying gently in the wind and the fragrance of her hair.

Maybe it was that Christmas that year was so beautiful.

There were fire trees and silver flowers, and gentle snow falling from the sky. His little face was sunken in the snow-white furry scarf, and the lollipop was held in his mouth at that time. It was very sweet, really sweet.

He has never eaten sweeter candy than that again.

What she didn't know was that in his freshman year of high school, he was going to play an original piano piece for the world for the first time in the Berlin Philharmonic Hall in Germany.

The muse of this piano piece is the little girl who gave him a white scarf on that snowy Christmas night.

That day, he wrote her a letter and called her out alone.

The location is in the school's music room.

She came on time.

It was a night, and he was waiting for her with anxiety and nervousness.He retracted silently the hand hidden under his sleeve.

He was sure that he liked her.

So every minute and every second of waiting here is suffering for him.

The cold moonlight shone lightly on the floor of the music room.

She came, but she was not the only one who came.

She still had that gentle smile on her face, but the mockery in her eyes couldn't be concealed.

Surrounded by many people, she walked towards him step by step on small high heels.

She was pinching the letter written by him with two fingers painted with bright red nail polish, and was lazily opening it to read.

"Christmas when I was six?"

She covered her mouth and chuckled, her bright red mouth opened wide, unable to conceal her malice.

"Wow, it's still snowing."

"Give you a gift every holiday?"

She seemed to have seen the funniest joke in the world, she bent over and covered her stomach, and kept laughing there.

"Laughed until tears came out of my eyes."

She wiped a little tear from the corner of her eye with her fingers.

"Cheng Hao, you don't have hypochondria, do you?"

Cheng Hao was sitting in a wheelchair, his eyes didn't fluctuate, he looked at her quietly, the lights in the music room were not turned on, his back was facing the window, his face was covered with shadows.

She looked down at him from above, not hiding her smile and indifference.

"Hypochondria is a disease that can be cured."

"Cheng Hao, you don't like me, do you?"

She took the lead, and the others burst into laughter. She tore up the letter with her own hands, and also tore up the filter in his heart about the little girl on that Christmas night.The confetti was like the snowflakes of that winter night, floating in the air one after another.

For the first time, his sincerity was not cherished by others, and he was nakedly cut open to show in front of others, and then trampled under her feet ruthlessly.

At that moment, Cheng Hao hated her.

(End of this chapter)