Fang Yu was dragged out of the library by Qian Xiaoxiao. As she followed Qian Xiaoxiao to the dorm, she asked, "Xiaoxiao, what did Nanyuan mean?"
Qian Xiaoxiao shook her head, "I don't know."
Although Fang Yu had some doubts, she chose to remain silent because she trusted Qian Xiaoxiao.
Seeing that Fang Yu stopped asking, Qian Xiaoxiao let out a sigh of relief. At the same time, she was worried about Jiujiu.
Jiujiu was like a ticking time bomb. She didn't know when she would reveal that she hired someone to harm Fang Yu.
Thinking of this, Qian Xiaoxiao's eyes flashed with ruthlessness.
In for a penny, in for a pound. Jiujiu had to die.
Qian Xiaoxiao wanted to kill Jiujiu, but Jiujiu wanted to find a place to live outside the school.
During this time, she thought for a long time about how to earn money.
She couldn't use buns to trade stocks, nor could she let Little White help her earn money. She was only a freshman, and it would be too slow for her to work part-time. After thinking about it, she decided to write faster.
Jiujiu planned to rent a place outside the school.
Firstly, it was quiet and convenient for her to write. Secondly, she could avoid further contact with Qian Xiaoxiao and Fang Yu.
Although Qian Xiaoxiao and Fang Yu couldn't cause serious harm to Jiujiu, there was a saying that flies couldn't bite people to death, but they could disgust them.
In Jiujiu's eyes, Qian Xiaoxiao and Fang Yu were like flies. They were especially disgusting.
That night, Meng Ke, who hadn't looked for Jiujiu for a long time, came looking for Jiujiu again. He even brought a key.
Meng Ke stood across from Jiujiu. He looked down at Jiujiu's cheeks, which seemed to be rosier than before, and said, "I have an apartment outside the school. If you like, you can live there."
Jiujiu looked up at Meng Ke.
Meng Ke's face was still handsome. His fringe hung over his eyebrows and cast a flickering shadow on his eyelids. It made his originally deep gaze even more profound and unfathomable.
"Why are you so nice to me?" Jiujiu tilted her head and asked Meng Ke, "You don't like me."
"I'm your parents' friend. I should be nice to you." Meng Ke reached out to touch Jiujiu's head.
Jiujiu took a step back to avoid Meng Ke's palm. She chuckled and said, "My parents don't have friends who do beastly things to their daughter."
Meng Ke's outstretched hand froze in mid-air. His face darkened as he said in a low voice, "You still hate me?"
"Shouldn't I hate you?" Jiujiu sneered. "Meng Ke, in my eyes, you can't even compare to a dog. Cough, cough, cough."
Meng Ke's hand clutched Jiujiu's neck tightly. He watched as Jiujiu's face turned from red to pale, and then from pale to red.
Looking at Jiujiu's pretty face contorted from suffocation, the corners of Meng Ke's mouth curled up slightly. There was a cruel beauty on his face. "Do you know your mistake? If you do, blink your eyes and apologize to me. I'll let you go. "
Meng Ke's grip on Jiujiu's neck grew stronger and stronger. It seemed that if Jiujiu didn't apologize, he would strangle Jiujiu to death.
Jiujiu remained in place from the beginning to Meng Ke's movements. Her eyes were wide open. Even though she was starting to feel dizzy from suffocation, she still stubbornly kept her eyes wide open. She didn't want to admit defeat.
As Meng Ke's movements grew stronger, Jiujiu's red face turned a strange green color. Her body went limp and fell to the side.
Meng Ke let go.
As Meng Ke let go, Jiujiu's body fell to the ground like a soft noodle. Even so, Jiujiu's eyes were still stubbornly open. It seemed that she would rather die than admit her mistake.
Jiujiu's attitude shocked Meng Ke.
He was an assassin. He had killed many people. He had seen the beauty of human nature and also the ugliness of human nature.
In the face of death, the ugliness was always more than the beauty. .
In the past, a loving couple turned against each other in order to survive. In the past, brothers who were willing to sacrifice themselves for each other in order to survive. He had seen too many of such things. Therefore, he always thought that people were weak and timid in the face of death.
However, Jiujiu had changed his perception.
Jiujiu was as flexible as a reed. However, in the face of death, she was stubborn and stubborn. She would rather die than admit her mistake.
She was a surprisingly stubborn little girl.
Meng Ke bent down to pick up Jiujiu and walked to the parking lot.
Meng Ke brought Jiujiu to the neighborhood outside the school.
The renovation of the residential area outside the school was like a replica of the house he lived in, especially the surveillance cameras, which were as numerous as bamboo shoots after the rain.
Meng Ke put Jiujiu on the sofa. When he looked at Jiujiu's neck under the bright light, he frowned slightly.
Jiujiu's neck was very long. It was like the neck of a swan. It was slender, elegant, and full of beauty.
At this moment, there were red marks on Jiujiu's fair neck. Especially the part where he had used the most strength. It had turned black.
The fair skin on Jiujiu's neck was like a canvas, and the marks on his neck were like paint. The two complemented each other and formed a picture full of violence.
Meng Ke stretched out his fingers and gently slid them on Jiujiu's neck. When he touched the bruises on Jiujiu's neck, a strange sense of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.
He really wanted to kill her.
However, it was not the time yet.
Meng Ke looked at Jiujiu's stubborn face and revealed a smile that said he was determined to win.
When Jiujiu woke up the next day, her throat felt as if it had been burned by fire. Every time she breathed, it hurt her throat once more.
Jiujiu raised her hand to cover her neck. She turned over and got out of bed to find water to moisten her throat.
As soon as Jiujiu got out of bed, she saw Meng Ke standing at the door.
Meng Ke was wearing a pure white sweater. When he saw Jiujiu get out of bed, he looked slightly reproachful. He quickly walked from the door to the bed and gently pressed Jiujiu on the bed. He said gently, "Why didn't you call me when you woke up?"
Jiujiu opened her mouth to refute, but she was suddenly choked by the cold air in her throat. She coughed violently again.
Meng Ke forcefully pressed Jiujiu on the bed and patted Jiujiu's back. When Jiujiu stopped coughing, he quickly went outside to get a cup of honey water. He handed it to Jiujiu and said, "Drink some honey water to moisten your throat."
Jiujiu lowered her head and drank the honey water Meng Ke brought over. She felt that her throat was much better. She asked, "What do you want?"
Last night, he wanted to strangle her because of a disagreement, but now he was so attentive. If not for the fact that the coldness in Meng Ke's eyes did not change, Jiujiu would have suspected that Meng Ke was possessed by a ghost.
However, even when asked by Jiujiu, Meng Ke still had a gentle smile on his face. After helping Jiujiu back to the bed, he looked at Jiujiu and said, "I want you to like me."
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