Quickly wear a female supporting role: your male protagonist has turned black again

Chapter 367 Three or two ebony plums outside the bamboo (39)
Wu Zichu would come to her window every night, waiting stubbornly, and would leave a small gift at her door before leaving.

Sometimes it's a homemade creative thermometer, sometimes it's a handmade crystal brooch, sometimes it's a bone carving with her name on it.

Today, he sent a pot of flowers.

The flower is the manjusawa that Qiao Wei is familiar with.

As warm as fire, the petals are entwined.

Qiao Wei glanced quickly, and said as usual: "Throw it away."

"Sister——" Xiao Luojin hugged the flowerpot, and elongated her tone, "Actually, brother Wu is pretty good, he definitely didn't do it on purpose, so please forgive him."

not on purpose?
Qiao Wei sneered, "One and three are not in the same period of time."

What does this mean?
Before delivering the so-called three voluntary forms, he had already filled out one college.

University admissions start from the first one. If a college admits the student, then in order to avoid repeated admissions, the second and third files will never be submitted again.

Wu Zichu was able to go to the 985 college instead of wronging himself to read three books, Qiao Wei was sincerely happy for him.

It's just that he shouldn't lie to her.

Obviously already submitted a volunteer form for one college, but deliberately deceived her, and delivered a volunteer form in front of her that three colleges had no chance to receive, coaxing her around, this is taking her for a fool\ / Are you kidding?
Xiao Luojin is ignorant, he is only in the first grade of junior high school, so he doesn't understand what it means to fill in the application form.

He persuaded his sister to forgive Wu Zichu, just because he could feel that his sister was very unhappy after the cold war with Wu Zichu.

He didn't want his sister to be unhappy.

After three months of summer vacation, Qiao Wei finally saved enough for one year's university tuition and accommodation fees. Regardless of Li Yan's objection, she bought a train ticket to school and resolutely packed her things for tomorrow.

She didn't have many things, she just packed a few barely visible summer clothes, toothpaste, toothbrush, towels and other daily necessities in a snakeskin bag and she was done.

Just as she was packing up her things, Xiao Luo Jin, who was helping out, suddenly yelled: "Sister, it's raining heavily."

Only then did Qiao Wei realize that there was a pattering sound outside the window, and large raindrops splashed on the window, blurring her vision.

"Sister, brother Wu is still there!" Xiao Luojin shouted again.

Qiao Wei was startled, and ran to the window to see that there was indeed a straight black figure standing downstairs, motionless in the torrential rain, with fiery eyes cast on her through the rain curtain.

Inside and outside the window, no one spoke.

The sound of the rain became louder and louder, and Qiao Wei's face was covered with the splashed rain on the window sill.

That figure stood persistently in the darkness, as if playing a game of one, two, three wooden figures with her, whoever moved first would lose.

And he is so determined to win, he is sure that he can win for sure.

The clothes in summer were thin, and Qiao Wei seemed to see a large string of raindrops falling from his hair through the street lights that were shrouded by the rain.

He raised his arm, and the thing in his hand was black and he couldn't see what it was. It was a small gift for her today.

"This crazy person!"

Qiao Wei gritted her teeth and cursed, picked up her umbrella, and rushed downstairs quickly.

At the bottom of the building, the two looked at each other through the rain curtain. Qiao Wei hesitated for a few seconds, but finally gritted her teeth and took this step resolutely.

When two people were covered under the small umbrella, Wu Zichu laughed.

Like a phoenix singing for nine days, a hundred flowers bloom in full bloom, and the frozen lake in early spring shatters with a "click", and a new lotus protrudes tremblingly.

He rarely had such a soft and vivid expression, Qiao Wei was in a trance, and was stunned for a moment.

"Qiao Wei."

Wu Zichu took Qiao Wei's arm and couldn't help but pull it into his arms, which made the tip of her nose sore.

"sorry."

Such a proud and indifferent person lowered his figure in front of her, and said "I'm sorry" in a deep voice.

The moment the skin touched, Qiao Wei's eye circles turned red.

I am sorry.

What a simple word.

The damage has already been done, how can those three light words make up for the gap?

Wu Zichu didn't speak any more.

His wet clothes were clinging to her body, gradually soaking \/ her clothes, and the cold rain soaked \/ her warm skin through the thin T-shirt, making her shiver slightly.

"cold?"

Wu Zichu's hand touched her cheek, and the cool touch made her shiver again.

He looked down at her for a few minutes, then suddenly lowered his head without warning, and pressed a light kiss on the corner of her lips.

Dragonfly touches the water and leaves at a touch.

This was the first kiss between the two of them in the two months since they dated each other.

It wasn't even a kiss in the true sense of the word.

Wu Zichu walked back to the corridor with Qiao Wei in his arms, fixed his shining eyes on her, lowered his head again, and kissed her lips.

This time, he lingered a few seconds longer than before.

All the unhappiness disappeared at this moment.

The warm touch made the two young men and women a little uncontrollably excited.

Qiao Wei clearly felt that something was pressing against her stomach with malicious intent.

Her eyes flickered wretchedly.

Hmm, that seems substantial.

She is still very satisfied with Wu Zhuma's physical condition.

Wu Zichu let go of Qiao Wei in embarrassment, took half a step back, and handed her the things in his hand. "It's for you."

A nice little box.

Qiao Wei opened it hesitantly, and there was a puppet in the box, with short hair and black eyes, slightly pursed lips, and needles all over her body, one could tell it was a hidden psychopath.

Turning it over, there was a note on the back of the clothes, with the words "Wu Zichu" written on it.

"..."

What's the matter with the déjà vu like witchcraft?

This is a normal modern plane, don't play feudal superstition, hey!
"It's all my fault. If you are angry, feel free to throw it at me. Don't get angry with yourself." Wu Zichu held her hand solemnly, "Next time if I make you angry again, you can prick me with the needle whatever you want. .”

Qiao Wei stared, "Okay, do you still want a 'next time'?"

Wu Zichu smiled and said: "Don't dare, it's just in case, for your peace of mind."

"Does this count as a 'victim promise'?"

"Calculate."

"Then you write an agreement, stating that if you make me angry again, I can cause minor injuries to you at will, and you will not be held accountable."

Wu Zichu really wanted to go home to get a pen and paper, but Qiao Wei stopped him.

"Tell me, why did you lie to me?"

The smile on Wu Zichu's face faded slightly. "You promise me you won't be angry."

"not angry."

After a while, Wu Zichu replied: "Wudu University promises to exempt me from tuition fees for four years."

This reason...

Qiao Wei smiled with her mouth open, turned around and left.

Wu Zichu hugged her from behind, and said in a muffled voice, "You said you wouldn't be angry."

"I'm not angry." Qiao Wei slammed him away and said coldly. "I'm going home, and I have to report to school tomorrow."

She is not angry.

She just felt cold.

(End of this chapter)