The Boyfriend Who I’ve Never Met

During this time, Xie Tao was often pulled by Song Shiman to eat together, and even invited her to go out for fun on weekends.

Xie Tao did not refuse most of the time.

Because she felt that Song Shiman seemed a bit different from what she had imagined.

Song Shiman is domineering, mean, arrogant, and despise.

Many times, she did verbally insult people she disliked, but Xie Tao had never seen her move her hands.

Compared to Xu Hui and Zhao Yixuan, Song Shiman appears to be less free.

Because she will be picked up by a driver every afternoon when school is over, and two teachers are waiting at her home.

One teaches the piano and the other teaches the violin.

Her parents are determined to train her into a so-called high society celebrity.

If she wants to come out, she must ask her mother in advance.

When Xie Tao saw her calling her mother, her eyebrows were pleasing to the eye.

It's like a cat with its teeth and claws pulled out.

But this does not mean that she has no possibility of violence against Zhou Xinyue.

What really made Xie Tao aware that something was wrong was that one day, when she was sitting in a milk tea shop with Song Shiman, Song Shiman casually mentioned Zhou Xinyue.

At that time, Xu Hui and Zhao Yixuan had already left.

"Don't listen to what other people say, I don't have a hobby of beating people, that's what they say nonsense!" As if eager to prove her innocence to ensure her own image, she took care of it. With her curly hair, her eyes fixed on Xie Tao, as if she smiled a little embarrassedly, "Don't get me wrong... Well, that, let your brother don't get me wrong."

She even pointed to her curly hair and said, "I'm not hot, it's natural curls, do you know natural curls?"

Seeing Xie Tao pursing her lips and not speaking, Song Shiman curled her lips as if thinking of something, "You must have heard of that?"

Xie Tao held the milk tea in her hand, "What?"

"Isn’t it spread all over the school? I said that I bullied a girl, and said that she fell from the second floor..." Song Shiman felt very angry when she mentioned it, she bit the straw, "That girl My name is Zhou Xinyue. Her dad is my dad's special assistant. If I really bullied her, why didn't she tell her dad that I did it?"

Song Shiman didn't know that the daughter of her father's special help was her classmate Zhou Xinyue.

One time when her father and Zhou Tezhu came to pick her up, she heard her father say, "Zhou Ping, is your daughter studying here too? Just so, let her come and walk together."

Then Song Shiman saw Zhou Xinyue.

"I admit, I don't look down on her, but I definitely didn't beat her..." Song Shiman folded her arms and raised her chin. "That kind of violence is not suitable for me."

Is Song Shiman telling the truth?

Xie Tao didn't know.

But she understands Song Shiman's various behaviors desperately wanting to establish a good image in front of her.

Perhaps Song Shiman really thought that Xie Tao and Zheng Hejia were really close brothers and sisters, right?

But her calculation was wrong.

If this incident really resembles what Song Shiman said, then how did Zhou Xinyue's body hurt?

During this period, Xie Tao learned the name of another boy while getting along with the three of them.

That boy is called Yu Chengfei, he is the academic committee of the second and first class of high school, and is a frequent visitor to the top five in the grade list.

Because of his good looks, coupled with his good grades, he has always been a topic of private discussion among many girls.

And this person is now Xu Hui's boyfriend.

They also only got together more than ten days ago.

This matter is very secretive, and Xie Tao only learned about it when Song Shiman accidentally leaked it.

"Speaking of which, Zhou Xinyue also liked Yu Chengfei before."

Song Shiman bit the straw, as if suddenly remembering something, she curled her lips, "She doesn't see what she looks like, she dare to write a love letter to Yu Chengfei!"

At that time, Xie Tao was stunned when she heard Song Shiman's words.

The finger joints on her knees gradually tightened, and she barely calmed down, but when she spoke, her voice was a little dry, "She... wrote a love letter?"

Song Shiman nodded and said, "Yes, wasn't Zhao Yixuan at the same table with her at the time, it was taken from her diary."

"You don't know, Zhao Yixuan still posted the love letter on the blackboard..." As if feeling funny, she raised her eyes to Xie Tao, but saw that there was no expression on the white face of the girl sitting opposite her. When those apricot eyes looked at her, there was a dark shadow.

There was a faint reddish trace on the eye socket.

Zhao Yixuan...Zhao Yixuan again.

Xie Tao tightened her lips and took a deep breath.

And Song Shiman looked at such Xie Tao at the moment, and suddenly couldn't say the second half of the sentence.

"Why do you find it funny?"

Song Shiman suddenly heard the girl sitting across from her ask softly.

"What?" She didn't react for a moment.

"Why do you think she likes Yu Chengfei, it's funny?" Xie Tao looked at her fixedly.

Song Shiman was stunned.

"Why do you hate her?"

Xie Tao asked her again.

"She is so fat, and she still dared to miss the people Xiaohui likes. Isn't this funny?" When Song Shiman said this, she obviously lacked confidence.

I don't know if it was her illusion. In her impression, Xie Tao, who was very soft-tempered, had a strong sense of every word she said at this moment.

Xie Tao laughed suddenly, and she lowered her eyes, as if trying to restrain something.

At this moment, she had countless questions in her heart that she wanted to question, but in the end, she endured it.

Now, it is not the time yet.

"I still have a part-time job, let's go first." She stood up, put her schoolbag on her back, turned and walked outside the milk tea shop.

Song Shiman didn't even have time to call her, and saw that she had already opened the glass door and went out.

"These brothers and sisters are really a bit like... They are very moody?" Song Shiman muttered softly.

After finishing busy in the dessert shop, it was nine o'clock when Xie Tao returned home.

While sitting at the desk doing his homework, Xie Tao stopped at some point and stared at the night outside the window in a daze.

A few stars, no moon.

The night breeze was blocked by the glass window, and it could only shake the shadow of the whirling tree.

Thinking of what Song Shiman said today, Xie Tao felt angry and ridiculous, but she still couldn't completely tear her face with Song Shiman.

Just like he said.

She must keep her breath.

At the moment when her eyes were slightly sore, Xie Tao suddenly felt a sharp pain in the palm of her right hand.

It seemed as if the flesh was cut with a very thin blade and a deep slash was made.

The pain was so painful that she instantly lost the pen in her hand, and gradually there were fine beads of sweat on her forehead.

At the same time, Wei Yun in another time and space was sitting in the carriage, holding a cold sword in his right hand.

The blade was so thin that it had cut through his palm, and the red blood had already stained the sword's body, with blood dripping down, leaving a trace on his dark brocade robe.

But the peak of his eyebrows did not move, his eyes seemed to be soaked with frost, and his gaze was piercing and bleak.

"My lord!" Wei Jing's anxious voice came from outside the carriage.

Wei Yun immediately turned sideways, and the moment he quickly jumped out of the wagon with his strength, his wrist holding the sword blade turned around, and the masked man in black holding the sword hilt was forced to retract his arm. In an instant, the man in black was caught The blade of his own wiped his neck.

The moment the blood sprayed on his neck, Wei Yun was behind him and finally released the left hand holding the Jianfeng.

The blood ran down his deeply-scarred palm, but he didn't even frown his brow.

On the long streets of the empty alleys, the lanterns swaying slightly with the night breeze shed dim light, reflecting his profile, and the light and shadow traced a fuzzy outline.

The remaining dozen killers were also solved by Wei Jing and several other guards.

"The subordinate is guilty." Wei Jing saw the blood stain on his hand and knelt immediately.

The other guards on the scene also knelt down.

At this time, the sound of armor hitting was accompanied by the sound of neat footsteps. Someone came on horseback, followed by dozens of soldiers with knives behind them.

Immediately the man was a man with a mustache. When he saw Wei Yun, he immediately turned over and got off his horse, knelt and clasped his fists, "It will be late in the future, please forgive me."

This person is Li Tianheng, the leader of the Yingdu Night Patrol Army.

Wei Yun randomly wiped the blood on his left hand with the Jinpa handed by Wei Jing, and then threw it at Li Tianheng's feet. His voice was clear and he couldn't hear the slightest emotion of joy or anger. "It's not too late for Li commander to come."

"Just to collect the corpses for them."

He glanced at the dead bodies on the ground, and when he said this, the smile on his lips was invisible, and the pupils of those Rupei eyes were dull and unclear.

For some reason, his voice sounded extremely soft, without much ups and downs, but Li Tianheng heard it, but he felt like a light on his back, and he couldn't help but sweat some cold on his forehead.

He always felt that the Master of the National Normal University seemed to have seen everything.

After Li Tianheng took care of the dead bodies, after leaving, Wei Jing looked at Wei Yun who was standing there, and finally couldn't help but stepped forward and asked, "My lord, why don't you leave a living?"

"It's not hard to guess who ordered them."

Regardless of the bleeding from the wound in his palm, Wei Yun moved his left hand. The expression between his eyebrows was very light, and his jade-like face was full of blood. That was when he held the blade with his bare hands and cut it with his backhand. The blood splattered on the man’s neck.

"It doesn't make any sense to keep alive, it's better to kill them all."

Wei Yun turned around, "Go back to the house."

As soon as he got into the carriage again, he obviously felt that his chest seemed to be scalded.

Wei Yun's expression was stunned, and he reached out his hand to take out the copper pendant from the collar of his shirt.

At that time, the light golden streamer diffused out, and gradually condensed into a slightly hard piece of paper.

His blood-stained left hand reflexively caught the small piece of paper that suddenly arrived.

With the light of the Ye Mingzhu inlaid on the inner wall of the carriage, Wei Yun saw clearly that there was a **** the piece of paper.

It was so clear, so clear that even the bench she was sitting on and the shadows of the green bamboo trees behind her were so vivid.

The sun was shining on her, and the beautiful girl with apricot eyes had a pair of apricot eyes open, her lips were slightly open, and she looked silly. Wei Yun could even see a small red mole on her right ear lobe.

This is by no means the work of a paintbrush.

There were still blood stains on the fingertips, and even the corners of the paper were stained red.

Wei Yun stared at the **** the piece of paper, and after a long while, he suddenly snorted.

She is really a little girl.