Chapter 50: Crying, making trouble, and hanging himself
"Jie, it seems I don't have to worry about you at all!" She broke into my classroom in the morning and said that I was her boyfriend. I was worried that she would be attacked by the girls. I once met some people who had a relationship with the prince in school.
It is a terrifying thing for a girl to go crazy when she is besieged by the prince's bodyguards.
Besides, it’s not that I’m narcissistic. You can see my popularity in school from the fact that I became the president of the student union, right?
"You've been here for a long time, right? You're hiding and peeking, right?" You still know me so well.
"It's not too early. I saw that you had almost solved the problem, so I took a look first!"
"Okay, I'll forgive you because I'm in a good mood today. Let's go! Go home." He said with a smile and held my hand.
"Go home, where will you live?" It can't be... don't want it?
"I'll live wherever you live! Let's go! All our luggage has been moved there!"
Do we really want to live together? Although she and I are best friends, I definitely don’t like living with her. Really.
When you are about to fall asleep, she will suddenly appear in front of your bed, wearing a facial mask: Xi, I'm thirsty... I can only scream "Ghost" first! Then I pick up the pillow.
Still passed. You idiot, you come to me even if you are thirsty.
When you are watching anime with gusto, he will run up to you: Xi, how old are you? You are still watching such childish things. Come on, go shopping with me.--------I
I can only look at her helplessly, my heart is bleeding, who is my favorite tennis prince?
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So, I really don’t want to live with her!
But what could I do? I had no choice but to go home with her.
When I got home, Jie desperately begged me to cook. She said she was begging me, but it was better to say she was threatening me. I couldn't stand her crying, fussing, and hanging herself. Strangely, this is not the time for a woman to be angry with her husband.
Will it be staged? Why does Jie always do this to me?
And I am damn afraid that she will come here, it will kill me. So, I fall for it every time.
Grandpa hasn't contacted me for a long time. This is not like his style. How much does he know? Should I ask him?
What if he doesn’t know anything yet? Then am I not throwing myself into a trap? No, no!
But what if my grandfather knew something but agreed to let me continue? That’s why he asked them to transfer to another school to help me.