Can I like you?

Chapter 15

Bai Qi managed to send Song Yao home, but she vomited before she had time to run to the toilet, and Bai Qi helped her to the bed, washed her casually before going to clean up, after a while it was already dark .

Bai Qi came out of the bathroom, wiped the sweat off his forehead, and checked his phone, it was past ten o'clock.

She moved her sore neck, thought for a while, and then walked lightly into Song Yao's room.

The faint desk lamp exudes soft light, sprinkled on the white wall, rendering a touch of warmth.

Song Yao was lying on the bed, the quilt had been kicked away by her a few times, revealing most of her body, her legs were still crushing the quilt tightly, she didn't sleep very well, it can be seen from the deep frown .

Bai Qi approached gently, looked at her sleeping posture, and muttered in a low voice, "Like a child." Then he couldn't help laughing, and covered her carefully with the quilt.

It was the first time that Bai Qi looked at Song Yao so seriously.

Song Yao looks very good-looking, his black hair makes his skin fairer, with a slight blush, thin lips and red lips, a straight nose, and his usually cold eyebrows are much softer now.

Although Song Yao looks cold from the outside, the kind that strangers should not get close to, but in fact she also has a warm and soft heart. People who don't know her will never know how good she is.

Bai Qi was sitting by the bed, looking at her with his chin propped up by the light, as if he could understand this girl, but he didn't seem to understand.

Song Yao never told her about her past.

She always hid her wounds very well.

Bai Qi was distracted when he heard the girl on the bed groan in pain.Song Yao didn't know what he dreamed of, his brows were deeply frowned, and a painful expression appeared on his face.

"Sister Yao, what's wrong with you?" Bai Qi hurriedly approached, and then she heard her say, "Mom...I was wrong...I beg you...don't hit me..."

Song Yao's voice was hoarse, struggling desperately, biting her lower lip, as if choking, "Mom..."

Bai Qi grabbed her outstretched hand, held it tightly in the palm of his hand, and comforted in a low voice, "Sister Yao, it's okay, I'm here."

Bai Qi said "it's okay" repeatedly like this, Song Yao's frown that had been tightly furrowed gradually relaxed, and his breathing became even.

Bai Qi heaved a sigh of relief, gently pulled out Song Yao's hand, and covered her with the quilt, only to realize that his palms were full of sweat.

She lowered her head, looked at Song Yao's sleeping face, and clearly saw the tear stains on it. She didn't know Song Yao's past, it was like a black hole.

Let this girl, terrified of light.

Bai Qi stood up cautiously, moved his numb legs, and casually glanced at Song Yao's room. It was very clean and simple, just like her own. Her gaze suddenly stopped on the desk.

The desk is not big, but it is made of wood, exuding a faint scent of sandalwood, and the books on it are also neatly arranged, most of which are incomprehensible to Bai Qi.

What Bai Qi noticed was not these, but a picture frame on the desk.

It was a beautiful sketch, it should be a family of three, just like a family portrait.

The father is on the left, with a serious face and a serious face, the mother is on the right, with a slight smile on her face, and a little sad, and the daughter is in the middle, smiling happily.

Behind them is the endless ocean.

There is no color rendering, but the lines are smooth and clear, and the expressions of the three people are vividly depicted. It can be seen that the person who drew this painting has a certain foundation in painting.

Bai Qi couldn't help picking up the painting, the more he looked at it, the more familiar the girl in the painting looked.

She turned over the back of the painting and carefully noticed a line of extremely small characters in the lower right corner.

4.1 Let's go to the sea

A few words were scratched by a knife again, the marks were obvious and deep, and Bai Qi's heart couldn't help but twitch, how much hatred was in the heart of the person who crossed out this line of words.

She knew that this painting was drawn by Song Yao, and the three people on it should be her and her family.

But it made Bai Qi's heart ache uncontrollably.

How much pain did Song Yao suffer, so that the girl's heart was riddled with holes.

Bai Qi was holding the painting when he heard Song Yao's voice suddenly, "Xiaobai..."

"Hey..." She quickly put the painting back, turned around, and saw that Song Yao had sat up, looking at her seriously, his eyes shone brightly under the light, he didn't look like a drunk person at all .

Then, Bai Qi saw Song Yao smile slightly, and said softly, "Good night..." After finishing speaking, he fell straight down.

No. [-] Middle School has been busy recently.

As soon as the midterm exam came out, the whole school was in a state of excitement. On the second grade list, the top student was no longer from Class [-], but a relatively unfamiliar name.

1st place: Song Yao

Class: Grade 9 ([-]) Class

Language: 117

Math: 120

English: 110

Comprehensive: 174

Comprehensive essays: 126

All students are crazy.

"I rely on me! Isn't it?! No.1 is actually that freshman??"

"Oh my god! She got a perfect score in math? My God! The scores in all subjects are infinitely close to the perfect score!! Is this still human?!"

"It's terrible! Such a person is actually in class nine?!"

For a while, the name Song Yao spread wildly throughout the school. Everyone's topic was about her, full of admiration and admiration, and those who were bold came directly to the gate of Class Nine to watch the No. [-] in grade.

The way Song Yao was sitting in the classroom reading a book was secretly photographed and posted on the school forum.

#Shock!This is the freshman Song Yao who won the first grade in one fell swoop#

The comments below are crazy, and the number of likes and comments has risen to tens of thousands within a few hours, ranking the top of the forum.

Floor 1: Fuck, Fuck!It's so damn good-looking, right? !

Floor 2: Immortal appearance!I love it!

Building 3: Good looking and good grades, it's perfect! !

Floor 4: Who said that our No. [-] Middle School did not learn from gods? !Isn't this fucking a god of learning?Xue Shen I love you! !

Floor 5: Upstairs, Xueshen is mine, don't say anything, draw your sword!

The forum was full of turmoil, and Bai Qi also went to join in the fun, and Mad Rabbit posted a comment under her id.

Floor 1080 Mad Rabbit: Sister Yao, I love you!

Lou 1081: Song Yao, my goddess!Rebuttal not accepted!

Lou 1082: Are there really beautiful and intelligent people in this world? !

Bai Qi lowered his head, watching that his comment was quickly lost in the comments, he pursed his lips and chuckled.

Her sister Yao is always so good.

"What are you looking at?" A slender white hand reached out and clasped her wrist.

Bai Qi raised his head, and the girl known as the "God of Learning" and "Goddess" looked at him tenderly at this moment, with a soft light between her brows and eyes.

Bai Qi shook his head and said with a smile, "Sister Yao, you are really hot now."

Song Yao glanced at the post on the phone, sighed helplessly, and leaned against the back wall.

Although she doesn't surf the Internet often, but because the students spread the news too fiercely, she almost knew about these things, and most people in the class looked at her eyes changed, from disgust to more disgust, from indifference to enthusiasm, From indifference to admiration.

And ever since Song Yao became popular, Wen Hao was known as an embarrassment, and he used his ID to post comments everywhere saying that he was in the same class as the goddess, and that he was still a good friend, and he was spreading hatred everywhere.

"That's right! Song Yao, do you know? Even our principal posted comments and praised you..."

After Xia Tiantian turned around, she said with admiration, "You are famous in our school."

Before Song Yao could speak, Song Yao looked at her smug look, lowered his head and chuckled, and turned to look at the blue sky outside the window.

Although I really don't like being watched or discussed by others, this feeling is actually good, and it is different from her original school.

After the results came out, Su Lan took Song Yao to talk alone, and made it clear that she wanted her to go to class one.

But Song Yao had a tough attitude and rejected her directly, making this always proud woman very angry.

But Song Yao didn't care, she just wanted to stay in Class Nine.Perhaps, there is also a large part of the reason for abandonment.

She hated her girl.

This class was Ma Fengsheng's class. He walked in with a smile on his face, stood on the podium, cleared his throat, and the noise in the class gradually became quieter.

"First of all, I am very happy as the head teacher, really happy." Ma Fengsheng said with a smile, "It is a miracle that our class nine can produce a first grade!"

"I am very grateful to the person who brought miracles to our class—Song Yao!"

Song Yao stood up amidst sparse applause, with a slight smile on his face, the girl's voice brought the summer breeze, and rang out amidst countless cicadas chirping.

"My pleasure."

Bai Qi folded her arms and leaned against the mottled wall, the white headphone wires were scattered at her fingertips, she looked up at the girl's confident face, showing dimples.

And this summer when the sun is scorching hot, having each other's youth is so indulgent, no matter right or wrong, regardless of you and me.