When Su Qiuge woke up, the sun had come in. After drinking alcohol last night, she had a terrible headache. When she realized that she was being held in her arms, she frowned slightly.

Then immediately afterwards, she recalled some fragmentary clips from last night.

It seemed that he didn't want him to go because he was dragging him by himself last night, so he hugged her on the sofa all night.

Even she was unhappy because of it, holding his sleeves and disliked his chest and pressed against him.

She lowered her eyes to break free, and suddenly noticed the well-defined arms exposed under his slightly folded sleeves.

There is a tattoo on the inside of the arm, but it can be clearly seen that it is a tattoo to cover the scar.

Even if it was partially covered, it could be seen that the injuries were serious at that time, as if it was cut by a knife.

The tattoo is three letters-sqg.

The initials of her name.

Su Qiuge's nose was slightly sour after seeing it.

What has he experienced?

Who did this to him?

She didn't move, but instead put her hand on the tattoo on his arm.

The lines of his arm are clean and neat, but because of this tattoo there is a little more evil.

Immediately afterwards, his body moved slightly, and he opened his eyes and saw her eyes fall on his arm.

His eyelashes trembled slightly, he noticed the tattoo, then raised his arm, trying to pull up the sleeve, and said to her lightly, "Don't look, it's ugly."

She was stunned for a moment, and then directly reached out and grabbed his wrist.

Then in front of him, he kissed it with his lips.

Her lips were covered with tattoo marks little by little, and she followed the strokes of her name and kissed his skin.

He looked down at her movement.

Such her, as if licking and sucking his blood through the flesh, reminded him of the appearance when the mad daughter of Fu Cheng had scratched her with a knife.

At that time, he also thought of her.

If she had seen it at that time, she would have licked the wound gently for him as it is now.

As he carved this tattoo, he thought, so that her name would melt into his flesh and blood, and would never be separated again.

He will never forget her.

She is always very soft-hearted.

If this can be exchanged for her forgiveness, it can make up for the harm she has suffered over the years.

Then even if it is worth a thousand dollars, one! Ten thousand dollars does not matter.

But he still didn't know how to explain to her.

Those filthy and unbearable things, he was afraid to say it, she would show fear and vigilance like those people.

Everyone can say that he is vicious, that he is ungrateful, that he is cruel.

But he didn't want her to know.

She is his last tenderness.

Su Qiuge raised his eyes to look at him, and then asked indifferently, "My name is so beautiful, do you think it is ugly?"

He was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled, he said softly, "Qiuqiu's name is very beautiful."

The ugly and dirty ones have always been him.

Su Qiuge raised his eyebrows, then turned to look at him, "Do you think I would forgive you like this?"

She ran her finger across his arm, across the tattoo, and then said lightly, "You have this thing and branded my name. No other woman in this life will look at you anymore, if I don’t You, you have to die alone."

He looked down at her, then bent his eyebrows slightly and said, "Yes."

Su Qiuge's face was indifferent, and then he said, "So when you come back now, you are wearing a sinful body and must atone for your sins."

"And I think for your pitiful sake, I can barely give you a chance, but you are in a low position with me, you are dispensable, you can throw it away at any time, and I will lose it if I don't do it well..."

Before she finished speaking, he added casually, "Slave."

Su Qiuge: "..."

What she originally wanted to say got stuck in her throat, looking at her in disbelief, she saw him holding her hand and kissing her gently, and slowly said in a gentle tone, "I am now your slave, low status and low status. , I can handle whatever you want."

Su Qiuge opened his eyes slightly after reacting.

Here comes again comes again! ! !

After four years, the man has not changed at all, but has become even more shameless.

But after so long, Su Qiuge felt that he was not built.

He is awesome, hasn't she grown?

Is she really the same as the one who was eaten to death by him before?

She pulled her hand out, then stood up from his arms, and looked at him condescendingly, "It's useless to say that. Who can't speak smartly."

He looked up at her, and then said lightly, "Okay."

Then he seemed to dial some number, then raised his eyes to look at her, in a calm tone, "What style do you like! A whip? I will ask the assistant to customize one."

Su Qiuge: "..."

God **** it! !

She is obviously speaking seriously, why is this person's mind still stuck in those weird patterns before?

Su Qiuge laughed angrily at him, then stood up and said, "I don't want to see you now, you quickly show me how far you go."

He blinked, looked up at her, then returned softly, "Okay."

Before leaving, he called and asked someone to bring her breakfast, and finally turned his head and asked, "Then you still want to see me today?"

He seemed to feel that his tone was not humble enough, so he added two words slowly, "Master."

"What about tomorrow?"

"I don't want to."

"What about the day after tomorrow?"

"no way."

"that……"

In the end Su Qiuge couldn't bear it, stepped forward, closed the door, and said to him, "Go away."

The man outside the door seemed to be silent for a second, and then said casually, "Yes."

Hear the footsteps outside the door drifting away.

She couldn't hold back her sullen face, remembering what he had just said, and she smiled directly.

After she reacted, she realized that she hadn't smiled like this in a long time.

She lowered her eyes to her toes.

She had also thought about it, anyway, he has no news, it's better to find a handsome little brother to start a relationship again.

But after going round and round, she realized that no one was able to make her feel like he was young.

Even the double can't be found.

He is him, he is irreplaceable.

She can only like him in her life.

Even in the past four years, she would inevitably hate him and blame him for these reasons, but she is more worried about him.

I was worried about what trouble he was having, whether he took medicine properly, and worried about what would happen if he was bullied in a foreign country.

Worried that he would be harmed if he was with people so deep in the city.

She wanted to know what he had experienced over the years, but she couldn't bear to let him say it.

He must have had a harder life than himself, after all, he has to bear more than himself.

!

·

On Monday, Su Qiuge arranged the handover of the club. After the handover, except for courses, she would basically not use it in school.

When she was about to leave school in the afternoon, she noticed that some people looked a little strange at her.

In fact, this started this morning, but she didn't care much, and now she felt a little different.

Walking to the school gate this time, she finally heard what they were talking about.

"Isn't there a strong and autonomous Xiaobaihua character set before? A bunch of people praised her for being independent. A few days ago, someone said that she saw a luxury car picking up her. It is estimated that she was taken care of."

"Really? I told her that everyone looked down upon her. It turned out that the boys in the school were poor and couldn't spend money on her."

"Hey, I don't know what the boys in our hospital feel when they know that the girl they hold so high is actually a gold worshiper."

"Hahahaha, don't say that, I have a sense of the picture."

They know that she is usually good-tempered, and this is deliberately said in front of her, just to stimulate her.

When Su Qiuge passed by them, he stopped slightly, then turned around and said, "Isn't it because I usually don't scold people to make you think I have a good temper?"

Those girls were taken aback.

The entrance to the school is always the busiest, and then the number of people watching the excitement in the school increased. Seeing this scene, someone asked the reason, and another said, "I heard them say that she seems to be taken care of. Still an old man."

"Isn't it?"

"My goodness, is this true?"

When Su Qiuge was just getting ready to grasp these tongue-chewing people and reason with them, a different movement came from the other side of the school gate, and a black Maybach stopped directly at the door.

Immediately afterwards, a man in a suit and leather shoes came down from inside. He himself was born tall. The whole person was like a model frame. The facial features were well-defined. The curve of the lower jaw seemed a bit cold. The gestures were elegant and elegant. He would not pay attention in the crowd. It was difficult, he immediately attracted the attention of many girls, and the original noisy voice gradually decreased.

It's just that he walked slowly over the crowd to Su Qiuge without squinting, and then ignored the eyes of others and said to her, "Come and pick you up for dinner."

Seeing that she doesn't look pretty! , He raised one eyebrow slightly, his gaze slowly turned to the few girls who had originally confronted Su Qiuge, and said lightly, "Who made you angry?"

Although the tone is slightly up, but the tone is indifferent, and there is a full sense of oppression when looking down at people.

Even the partners in the mall can't stand the look in his eyes, let alone a little girl of this age.

This appearance caused those girls who had never seen the world to turn their faces pale, and then hurriedly said a few "sorry" and left.

Someone sighed with emotion, "I don't know how sore those people are. The handsome guy who looks rich just now is her boyfriend, right?"

"That’s right, before those people said that she had higher eyes and looked down upon the boys in our school. Then I was the one who had such a cool, handsome and rich boyfriend, I didn’t look down on our school either. Those pheasants."

"That's it, why don't you shamelessly say that other people are being raised."

Su Qiuge changed his face immediately after getting in the car.

She leaned against the back seat with a cold face, "Didn't you say that you don't want to see you? Why are you still coming to our school."

Xie Xinglin drove the car in front of him, with one hand on the steering wheel, while using the face of the young master who looked very uncomfortable, he said the most humble words, "I overstepped."

After a pause, he added slowly, "You can use any excessive means to punish me after you go back."

Seeing him say this, Su Qiuge suppressed his smile, pretending to be angry and didn't want to speak, then listened to him to continue, "Qiuqiu."

She was taken aback for a moment, then raised her brows, and said to her upper body, "What about your rules? How about calling your master's name directly?"

Xie Xinglin seemed to be silent for a moment because of this, then finally curled his lips helplessly, "Master."

The corners of Su Qiuge's mouth rose a little, resisting the urge to laugh, and then raised his eyebrows as if condescending, "What's the matter?"

Xie Xinglin looked at her from the mirror of the car, and then slowly said, "Next Wednesday, there will be a gathering of classmates in Experiment Two."

"Let's go back."

Hearing these words, Su Qiuge clenched his hands.

In experiment two, these four words appeared in her mind, and the dusty memories came to her mind.

High school was the most unforgettable time since she came to this world.

She was very happy.

Not just because he is there! He, and them.

She lowered her eyes, clenched her sleeves and said, "I remember no one said there was a party..."

Xie Xinglin lowered his eyes, then said lightly, "I invited it."

Su Qiuge was taken aback for a moment and looked at him in disbelief.

She was right.

He is here to make atonement.

He couldn't accompany her for nearly four years of loneliness. The painful lessons made him realize that only strong enough would not lose her.

Then in the remaining time, he will use everything he has to make up for.

·

Winter vacation is coming soon, and the weather here in Nanli City is getting colder.

When I came to the school, the final exam was about to come, and Zhao Minghua was talking to the new senior high school students.

You can vaguely hear Zhao Minghua's harsh tone in the distance, "Your class is really the worst class I have ever brought."

The school is still the same. You can see the boys in the playground in the distance playing basketball wearing ball uniforms. When the sun shines in, the students in the corridor smile and walk along.

Su Qiuge and the others came late. The students in class one had already arrived, and there were even people from other classes who came to join in the fun after hearing about it.

Xie Xinglin is wearing a pure white sweater today, which has faded the maturity he had sharpened before, and there is a hint of youthfulness around his body.

Although Su Qiuge didn't deliberately go to see him, every time he saw him, he always felt a little dazed.

The boy who was waiting in the corridor saw this from a distance and shouted, "They are here!"

The tone is high-key and the expression is exaggerated.

Han Ming, in particular, stepped forward and poke Xie Xinglin with his elbow, "You scumbag, you walked without looking back for so many years, now you finally know that you are back?"

Perhaps because of the joy of reunion after a long absence, everyone felt less awe in him before, and they came forward to ridicule.

"Yes! Scumbag!"

"Xiaosu, don't forgive him so quickly, let him know the consequences of being a scumbag."

"I declare, you are chasing Xiao Su now, but there is a mountain across. Do you know how many people like Xiao Su in our high school? You have to line up."

Even Wen Mingming, who has always seen Xie Xinglin, came forward and said, "Qiu'er, you listen to our persuasion, this man has to give him a bit of hardship, and he disappeared, which is really the opposite. If it is easy to forgive! Forgive, wouldn’t it be about to go to the house soon?"

Although they expressed their dissatisfaction in words, they were relieved when they saw the two come back together.

They all know what Xie Xinglin’s character is. Everyone knows what circumstances he should encounter.

Since he is back, it means that her waiting is worthwhile.

Su Qiuge saw Peng Jianda in the crowd who was still wearing school uniforms. His school uniforms had been washed a little white.

At this time, Zhao Minghua, who had just finished his lecture, just had to find someone to go to the podium to give a speech to these high school students.

"Speak well, but I will praise you in front of them for how good you are in this session, say something useful, don't give me those weird things."

Peng Jianda is still the most active. He patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, teacher, I am here, no surprise, I definitely serve thick chicken soup."

Under the podium, a group of high school students heard this, their heads shrank slightly, as if they were still immersed in the shadow of being told by the teacher.

Peng Jianda showed a very nostalgic expression, "Actually, I also liked copying homework back then."

"It's also very hard to copy homework, and I often have to get up early."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a burst of laughter from the class. Against Zhao Minghua's gaze that was about to kill, Peng Jianda said very eagerly, "But what made me make such a change?"

Peng Jianda turned his gaze to Su Qiuge and Xie Xinglin who were standing at the back door, and gestured with his hands, "It's the high-profile table for our class."

He thought for a while, and then continued to add, "Of course, they are not only at the same table, but as a pair."

As soon as he finished speaking, the first-year students in the class made "Oh~~" voices, then turned their heads, and turned their eyes to Xie Xinglin and Su Qiuge at the door.

Seeing that they were making a fuss, Peng Jianda gestured to them to be quiet, and continued, "You Sister Su is a legend in our school. It is no exaggeration to say that I think it can be included in the history of the school."

Wen Mingming couldn't help but smiled and patted Han Ming next to him, "What is this person talking about? Me! Our school still has such a wild history?"

Peng Jianda on the stage continued to say solemnly, "You may not know that, in the second year of high school, her grades were still the bottom of her grade. Why did she get into the first class? Everyone said she had mines at home."

At this time, Tang Jie smiled and said, "Hey, fat guy, say everything, it's hard for him to live so big."

Su Qiuge also smiled and admitted, "It is also the truth."

Peng Jianda deserves to be a cross talker, and he tells the story very well, "Of course, I am not a simple character. At that time, the last in the class was your sister Su, and the second last was me."

The people in the class laughed again, and heard Peng Jianda sighed, "At that time, I was still satisfied with the happiness of the second to last. After all, the second to last always had a sense of fascination and gratitude for the second to last. But one day, the learning soul of your Senior Sister Su suddenly ignited!"

He tapped on the blackboard while talking, "In that monthly exam, she succeeded and improved hundreds of people, and I—"

"And I managed to become the bottom of the class, and then my parents played a mixed doubles."

Turning the topic to Xie Xinglin’s side, Peng Jianda became even more excited, “This senior Xie was also a man of the year in our school. There were more young girls chasing him, but he didn’t like him. For the entire three years of high school, When he was there, he was always first in grade."

"And our classmate Xiao Su, when she was at the same table with classmate Xiao Xie, suddenly opened up her second line of Ren and Du, let her rush from the countdown to the top ten of the grade, and even finally, in the tenth school of the third grade. She was the first in the entrance exam."

The people in the class didn't laugh anymore, all showed shocked expressions.

Seeing this, Peng Jianda slowly said, “They are definitely talented, but they rely more on their own efforts. When Xiao Su has a fever, he will insist on taking down notes. Brother Xing will take the weekend when he studies on Wednesday night. After finishing my homework, I will do my own paperwork. You said, as the leader of the two-person study group, if I don’t make progress, am I still a human being?"

"At that time, I was the famous miss-picking king in the morning of school, who came to pick up missed homework, and even I thought, since I was admitted to the first class! A class, such an excellent class, I saw so many excellent people, and when I was in junior high school It’s not the same. I can easily get the first place in the class in junior high school, but when I get to high school, I don’t have that sense of superiority anymore. When I was on the verge of self-defeating and abandoning myself, at that time, they were at the same table. Saved me."

"Xiaosu counted down from the class and rushed directly into the top ten of the grade. He would also supervise me to do my homework with her. Brother Xing looks cold, but he is responsive to the silly questions I said, and he will be very patient with me. Explaining the idea of ​​the problem, when I was with them, I thought it was the happiest time in my high school life, so I want to be here, in front of all of you, thank them very much, and also tell you—"

Peng Jianda didn’t smile anymore. He rarely showed a serious expression on his honest face, “Of course you are very good who can enter the first class, but there will also be better people in this world. The first class will gather you together. Together, it is not to make you feel inferior and abandon yourself when facing those outstanding people, but to let you work together and make progress together."

"You are still young, and there are still many opportunities to work hard. Class one is a very good group, with good teachers and great classmates. I think without class one, there would be no me who I am now."

Zhao Minghua leaned against the door holding the doctrine, watching the boy who talked back to her every day in school, and smiled.

They really grew up.

Su Qiuge smiled too, his eyes were red, standing behind and clapping together.

Isn't it?

Even though there are a pile of papers to write every day, she is still very happy.

At this time, the rare and serious Peng Jianda smiled on the stage, "Of course, I am not here to just talk about chicken soup. The common purpose of all of us here today is to help you Xiaosu Senior Sister get justice."

He suddenly pointed to Xie Xinglin at the end of the classroom, "Before I changed my job, I didn't dare to point to our brother Xing like that when I was given a hundred thousand courage. But now, in order to uphold justice, I will give it up."

"This senior Xie went abroad in the third year of high school, and immediately broke contact with us. Student Xiao Su spent the most tormenting time of the second half of the third year of high school alone, and replaced him as the number one in grade. All of us saw In the eyes and the pain in the heart, even if there are more reasons and difficulties, this senior Xie's road to whitewash is still very difficult. Now I want to ask all of you to turn around and say to him—"

The flesh on Peng Jianda's face trembled!