I saw that the woman's eyebrows were as bright as peaches and plums, and her face was as delicate as a character in a painting.
Her skin was so white and tender that it could almost hydrate, with a faint blush floating on it, giving it an irresistible charm.
But such a charming woman has a pair of cold eyes that can't help but chill the heart.
The woman in front of him was like a thousand-year-old ice, exuding waves of cold and shiver-inducing breath.
The woman in front of him is none other than Cang Su's roommate, Jing Shui.
Regarding this mirror water, Cang Su's memory is still quite deep.
I thought that even though Jing Shui was born in a humble family, he was extremely talented, and he was willing to endure hardships. His grades had always been among the best among the students. He would definitely be able to successfully upgrade to an intermediate student next year.
Moreover, this girl not only had good grades, but also had an attractive appearance, which made many men in the college fall in love with her.
But this Jing Shui is cold and indifferent to everyone, and doesn't care about anyone.
In short, the Jing Shui in front of her is an iceberg beauty with both ability and beauty.
Jing Shui was sitting on the round stool. At this moment, he raised his eyes and saw Cang Su, who was covered in injuries.
Liu's eyebrows suddenly frowned, and disgust suddenly flashed in Jing Shui's eyes.
But unlike others, what Jing Shui hates is not that Cang Su is a waste, but that he hates Cang Su's weakness.
Having been bullied for so many years and not daring to resist, such a resigned person is the existence that Jing Shui hates the most.
Glancing indifferently, Cang Su walked straight to his bed to look for healing medicine without even sparing Jing Shui.
After a while, Cang Su, who had not even turned over a chicken feather, became a little depressed and cursed in a low voice: "Damn it, how can you be so poor! You don't even have any medicine to heal your injuries!"
The Qiangwei family seems to have completely given up on her, and has not sent any money to her in the past six months, but it doesn't matter, she doesn't care about that hypocritical big family.
"Being beaten again? Hehe, you know that you are a waste, but you still think about the saint of the Guangming Temple all day long. You must know that he is the meat and potatoes in the mouths of those girls. You also want to get a piece of the pie. You don't know whether to live or die.
, you deserve to be beaten!" Jing Shui's sarcastic voice suddenly came from behind.
Cang Su paused what he was doing, and said quietly without looking back, "That's also my business."
"It's indeed your business, but I beg you, idiot, please stop asking for trouble and insults. As a classmate, I really feel embarrassed." Jing Shui's sarcastic voice had a hint of stiffness in it.
Then, a porcelain bottle was thrown on the bed.
Picking up the porcelain bottle, Cang Su opened it and smelled the medicinal fragrance inside. Although it was not a good healing medicine, it was more than enough to treat her skin injuries.
Turning her head to look at Jing Shui who threw the medicine bottle over, Cang Su actually saw a faint redness on her face.
Cang Su raised the corner of her mouth slightly and shook the porcelain bottle in her hand, "Thank you."
Meeting Cang Su's gaze, Jing Shui turned around and snorted coldly, and said in a strong voice: "After being bullied into such a situation, you, Qiangwei Cang Su, are really just a waste!"
After hearing this, Cang Su shrugged his shoulders without any pain.
Nonsense, everyone knows that she is a waste, why does Jing Shui need to tell her again?
Seeing Cang Su's indifferent expression, Jing Shui's face showed a hint of impatience: "If you get hit, hit him back! If someone kicks you three times, you can always punch him back.
If you don't resist, you will have no choice but to be bullied! When people are crazy, they will even fear the beasts, let alone a few low-level students! Qiangwei Cangsu, the real pity is not the waste, but the waste without fighting spirit!
"
After listening to Jing Shui's words, Cang Su was silent for a while. After applying the medicine, he returned the porcelain bottle to Jing Shui.
Standing in front of Jing Shui, Cang Su stretched out his hand and lifted her chin, making her look at him.
There was a look as firm as a rock in those emerald eyes. Cang Su slowly said word for word, "It's not my style not to fight back when others hit me. It's not my style to only punch back after being kicked three times."
Style. If anyone bullies me, I will retaliate tenfold. The scars you see on my body today, I guarantee, will appear twice as much on those people in the near future!"