Everyone I want to bully is abnormal

Chapter 118 Ququ, the hamster that can only cry, what do you know? !

Student Bai has a very nice chin, and her face looks very nice when viewed from the bottom up. She looks very nice no matter from which angle you look at her, but she is not smiling now.

In her impression, Bai was a very cheerful person. Even when he was kidnapped and trapped, there was no trace of gloom on his face.

Even if classmate Bai is not angry now, he must be in a bad mood.

"Why do you have such an idea?" Bai Qingge asked slowly.

"I..." Kan Zhiyu hesitated, as if thinking about this question.

"From childhood to adulthood, you are the only one who is truly kind to me."

Unable to help this stubborn donkey, Bai Qingge simply sat on the ground and prepared to have a good chat, "Okay? Why do you say that? I often bully you, right?"

Kan Zhiyu, lying in Bai Qingge's arms, stretched out his hand and gently put it into Bai Qingge's coat. He could feel the spine by pressing lightly, and then he stroked up the spine from the neck to both sides and climbed up to the shoulders.

His hands climbed up and his head rested obediently on his left shoulder, closer to his heart. He could clearly feel the warm breath of hers on his skin.

Her classmate seemed to like touching people's bodies, moving around restlessly, just like a chiropractor she had met before, carefully confirming the human body structure.

Bai Qingge felt a little uncomfortable. She had never been hugged so intimately before.

Although she herself is usually a person who likes to put her hands on other people's heads and hug them as a greeting, the feeling of being active and passive is different.

"I know about classmate Bai's good intentions." Kan Zhiyu really enjoyed this close physical contact.

Classmate Bai has a faint fragrance on his body, which can only be smelled when you get very close to him. It is a reassuring scent.

Bai Qingge was confused after hearing Kan Zhiyu's answer. She really wanted to ask, "What did you understand?"

"What if I tell you that it's just pure bullying?"

"Why did Bai classmate bully me?"

"Why does Bai only bully me?"

"Does Bai really want to bully me?"

After these three sentences, Bai Qingge was speechless. In her eyes, her usually dull deskmate became exceptionally smart this time.

"This..." Bai Qingge hesitated. She couldn't say that this was a system task, and she couldn't reveal the existence of the system either.

"Student Bai, don't worry that I will misunderstand you. I have never been sober as I am now, and I have never had such a clear goal."

Bai Qingge: “…”

What does one or two mean today? It’s like a TV series has reached its finale, and everyone is eagerly looking for his or her own destination.

"You are still young and don't understand. No one can't survive without anyone else." Bai Qingge said in a complicated tone.

The thin body leaning against her froze instantly, and it seemed that its courage had just run out.

The voice was a little broken, "Mr. Bai, do you not believe me, or do you really hate me..."

Bai Qingge keenly sensed that something was wrong and was about to reach out and pat her on the back to comfort her.

Kan Zhiyu suddenly emerged from the coat like a kitten being scolded by its owner.

Kan Zhiyu, who was mentally stable just now, became extremely unstable as if a destructible button had been activated.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry... I did something like that and I still want to be forgiven, but it was you who provoked me first...

"No, no!" When did I become a 'mother'?

Kan Zhiyu covered his head and wanted to bang his head against the ground like a madman.

The expected pain did not come. Dai Kan Zhiyu slowly raised his head, his already red eyes, and hot tears dripped onto Bai Qingge's palm.

Kan Zhiyu wanted to hold up the hand that was red from being hit by his forehead, but he was afraid of getting hurt by his own actions.

He stretched his hand in the air, wanting to move forward but stopped in fear.

She went back to her old self, apologizing and apologizing.

But now, Kan Zhiyu has also mastered other ways of repentance besides just apologizing.

The sword that had just been drawn was so dazzling that anyone could notice it with just a glance.

Kan Zhiyu was quick-witted and quick-handed, but he was still one step too late for Bai Qingge.

Bai Qingge picked up the scabbard and put the sword back.

"Look, it doesn't hurt." Bai Qingge stretched out the hand that was hit. The hand that was a little red just now has now completely recovered.

But Kan Zhiyu obviously couldn't concentrate now. His eyes were blurred by the big tears. What was he supposed to see?

Bai Qingge sighed silently in his heart and wiped away Kan Zhiyu's tears, although they didn't fall away as fast as he wiped them away.

"Come back to Beijing with me." Bai Qingge invited with a smile.

Kan Zhiyu thought he had heard it wrong, and asked with a sob, "Really?"

"real."

"Can I?"

"can."

"Do you hate me?"

"it's OK."

............

Kan Zhiyu had already asked a hundred thousand questions at this moment, and Bai Qingge did not get bored and patiently answered each one of them.

If you don’t know, you might think it’s some kid asking the teacher questions.

"Then can I hug you?" After what happened just now, Kan Zhiyu seemed to become more cautious.

Bai Qingge didn't answer, but reached out and hugged the little cat.

The little hamster greedily enjoyed the warmth of its owner's hand, but Bai Qingge was thinking at this moment that he would go see a psychologist when he got home.

Bai Qingge thought that her deskmate was probably under the psychological influence of the suspension bridge effect. Coupled with the blow of his mother's death and his brother's 'disappearance', it seemed normal for him to regard her as a life-saving straw.

Professional matters should be left to professionals. It's better not to use your mouth, which only makes things worse the more you try to persuade others.

The situation on the other side is not optimistic either.

Wu Bingzhi hurriedly caught up with Yan Ruchu and said, "Miss Yan, you forgot your cat."

Yan Ruochu paused for a moment, uttered a few words, and then walked out, "Throw it away, it's not my cat anymore."

At this moment, the clown was acting cute in Wu Bingzhi's hand. Wu Bingzhi stroked the cat's head twice, as if he felt sorry for the clown.

Wu Bingzhi seemed to be talking to herself, "Such a cute cat, but she just threw it away. She is indeed a cold-blooded woman. But it's true. She can throw away more important things. What else can't she throw away?"

Wu Bingzhi did not deliberately lower his voice; the sound echoed in the silent corridor, and Yan Ruchu could hear it all.

He clenched his fists, lowered his head and walked faster.

Wu Bingzhi also threw the kitten to a guard and told him to "take good care of it."

I can't fall behind Yan Ruchu, as she is carrying out the task assigned by His Highness.