MTL - An Impossible to Reject Confession-Chapter 1 Debt owed in past lives

Hongluo No.7 Middle School.

The weather in August and September, Xu Youyou was wrapped in a lamb velvet coat, and stood in the teacher's office, her mother was discussing with her future class teacher about her transfer. .

"I read the information, Xu Youyou grew up abroad, what is her Chinese level, and does she know Chinese characters?" Very kind.

"I know, Youyou has received bilingual education since she was a child. There is no problem in speaking and literacy, but her language level is definitely not up to the level of domestic children." Ji Leyao said.

"That's good, otherwise I won't be able to take this class." Teacher Song breathed a sigh of relief, then paused and said, "How about her other grades? Is there any subject she is good at?"

"Mr. Song, I don't really have much requirements for Yuyou's grades. When the college entrance examination is over, I will send her directly abroad." This is what Ji Leyao discussed with her ex-husband before returning to China.

Xu Youyou grew up in country Y and received education in country Y. If she suddenly returned to high school, the college entrance examination would definitely be more difficult. So she discussed with her ex-husband before returning to China, and when the college entrance examination was over, she would directly send her daughter to study abroad.

"That's it." Teacher Song nodded to show that he understood, he looked sideways at the girl who had been standing by the side and kept quiet, his eyes stopped on the girl's furry coat, "Student Xu Youyou."

"Huh?" Xu Youyou raised her head, and her delicate face was dyed with an unhealthy morbid white.

"Are you not feeling well?" Wearing a winter lamb fleece jacket in the 20's is not good.

"She is a little unaccustomed to the soil and water, and has a fever for the past two days." Ji Leyao replied for her daughter.

Ji Leyao didn't answer the teacher's question immediately, but turned to her daughter and said, "Youyou, go out to see the school, I'll tell the teacher something."

Xu Youyou nodded, walked out of the office, looked around, found a bench under the sun not far away, and walked over.

Ji Leyao sighed when she saw her daughter sitting in the sun again through the window.

"Mr. Song, in fact, Yuyou's disease is a heart disease." Ji Leyao said to the teacher.

"Heart disease?" Teacher Song was startled.

"Shortly after my ex-husband and I divorced, my ex-husband remarried. Youyou couldn't stand the stimulation. He fell ill and felt cold all the time after waking up." Ji Leyao added a little embarrassedly A sentence, "We were not very happy apart."

Mr. Song suddenly realized that she got married just after the divorce, 80% of which was because of an affair.

"What did the doctor say?"

"The doctor said that she can only open her heart by herself, and suggested that we change her environment. I brought her back to China because of this. However, she has no friends in China, so she came to stay at home It's not good either, so I just want her to come to school earlier so that she can meet more friends and participate in group activities, which may help her recovery." Ji Leyao said.

"So, is she still emotionally stable? Is there anything I need to pay attention to? For example, something that irritates her?" Psychologically sensitive children are the most difficult to contact.

"You can rest assured, Yuyou just feels cold and likes to bask in the sun. As for the excitement... I should have gone back to China, otherwise I wouldn't worry about sending her to school." Ji Leyao said.

On the bench, Xu Youyou squinted and basked in the sun for a while, and when she felt her body was warmer, she looked up in the direction of the office.

Just when her mother asked her to come out, she guessed what her mother was going to say to the head teacher, nothing more than that she was stimulated by her parents' divorce, and then she was mentally ill or something. Before returning to China, she saw a psychiatrist abroad for half a month, and she was almost depressed.

Alas, it is useless to explain.

, but not to make her sick. The reason why she feels cold is because of the sequelae of rebirth.

Yes, she was born again.

About a month ago, on the day that scum father Xu Wenguang brought his mistress and illegitimate daughter home, a decade-long memory suddenly appeared in her mind. Thinking of the memory of those ten years, especially the past after the mistress and her illegitimate daughter returned home, Xu Youyou felt bad. Not to mention the bad, let's just say that in the last life, she was only rebellious after being stimulated for a few years, and she did not delay the university entrance examination during this period. How could she be angry with herself again in this new life.

in mysterious psychology.

If one is not good, what should I do if I send her to a mental hospital?

She finally lived again, but she didn't want to go to that kind of place to experience life.

A gust of wind passed, and Xu Youyou, who was already cold all over, felt even more cold, she subconsciously tightened the thick coat on her body, with a look of sadness: "It's only mid-September, and she In this way, when winter begins in a few months, I won't be frozen to death again."

Why?

Because she was frozen to death in the last life.

The sixteen-year-old Xu Youyou can't understand herself ten years later. She has nothing to do to climb Mount Everest. Besides the thin air and the raging ice and snow, is there anything else on it?

I'm so hungry, let's have something to eat first.

I don't know if it's because of the chills all over, Xu Youyou has been feeling hungry recently, and she has to eat four or five meals a day, and must have snacks when she goes out. She reached out and took out a small cake in her pocket. She was about to tear open the package and take two bites, when a gust of wind suddenly passed, Xu Youyou shivered, her hands trembled, and the small cake popped off. On the ground, and then rolled out all the way.

Xu Youyou stared at the distant cake for a long time, but suddenly didn't want to eat it.

It's so cold, she wants to eat a bowl of hot noodles, or a cup of hot water, just boiled.

"Classmate, your cake."

Suddenly, a clear teenage voice rang in Xu Youyou's ear, Xu Youyou recovered and saw a white palm holding the cake she just dropped to her in front of. I don't know when there was a scent of ink in the air. It was faint and smelled very good, and it was emanating from the boy's body.

"Classmate?" Seeing that Xu Youyou didn't respond, the teenager couldn't help shouting again.

Xu Youyou raised her head, her eyes fell into a pair of gentle eyes, and then she was stunned again.

Why do these eyes look familiar?

The boy's eyes are very beautiful, the smooth arc wraps the pupil like ink, and there is a faint halo on the pupil, which is the girl's shocked face.

The young man was stunned when he saw Xu Youyou, and reluctantly repeated: "Your cake, I saw you drop it just now, here it is."

He was going to the teacher's office to deliver the workbook, and when he came over he happened to see the girl dropped the cake unsteadily. Seeing that the girl hadn't picked it up for a long time, he picked it up for him.

"Oh, thank you." Xu Youyou replied, but did not pick up the cake, and continued to stare at the boy.

Why do I always feel that I have seen it somewhere, strange.

The boy blinked his eyes in confusion when he saw the girl, but the girl also blinked, with a more confused expression than him.

"Then, give it back to you?" The boy took the initiative to move the cake forward and hand it over.

"Can you open it for me? I can't open the package?" Xu Youyou's voice was soft, she really couldn't open it, and she felt that her fingers were going to freeze after the two gusts of wind just now Stiff all.

The teenager was slightly startled, wondering if the girl was deliberately playing tricks on him, but when he noticed the heavy coat on the girl and the pale face that was almost bloodless, the teenager seemed to understand something.

Is it ill so I have no energy?

The teenager put the workbook in his hand on the other side of the bench, freeing up his hand to help the girl tear open the outer packaging of the cake, and hand it over again: "Here."

"Thank you."

Xu Youyou raised her hand to pick it up, her fingers brushed the back of the boy's hand inadvertently, and the cold touch surprised the boy. This is the weather of Autumn Tiger, how can her hands be so cold, and she is wearing such thick clothes.

But after all, it was a chance encounter, the boy didn't ask much, he picked up the workbook again and was about to leave, but he turned around and his arm was violently pulled. It fell to the ground, and then, something icy grabbed his palm.

The boy looked back and looked at the palms of the two people in surprise, almost instinctively, the boy shook off the girl and held his hand.

"What are you doing?"

The teenager squatted down and picked up the homework books that had just fallen one by one. The time between classes was only fifteen minutes. If he didn't send it to the office, he would be late for class.

Xu Youyou lowered her head and stared at her hand that had just been thrown away with a look of disbelief.

It's warm, hot, not cold at all.

Not my own illusion!

Just now, when she took the cake from the boy, her fingertips inadvertently touched the back of the boy's hand, and then a warm current poured into her body along the fingertips. It was warm, so when the boy was about to leave, she grabbed the boy's hand almost without thinking. And at the moment when she pulled the boy's palm, the warmth reappeared, and it fiercely and domineeringly dispelled the chill in her body.

"What's your name?" Xu Youyou squatted down and asked excitedly.

The teenager glanced at her, ignored her, lowered his head and continued to pick up the workbook.

"I'll help you pick it up." Xu Youyou helped pick up a few copies, and when they handed them to the boy, he couldn't help but took the opportunity to touch the back of the boy's hand again.

Hot (#^.^#)!

The boy looked at the girl in disbelief.

Xu Youyou didn't realize it and declared happily, "Classmate, your hands are so warm."

Warm? soft?

I…Is this being molested?

"My name is Xu Youyou, Youzi's You, I am a transfer student who came to report today. I have been living abroad before. What's your name? Which class is it from? Xu Youyou glanced at the workbook, which said Class 18 in high school.

Senior Class 18, which class are you assigned to? Xu Youyou was a little annoyed, as he was in a daze in the office just now and didn't listen carefully.

"Youyou." At this time, Ji Leyao came out of the office and called her daughter over.

Mr. Song stood beside Ji Leyao, saw the boy, and shouted: "Qiaomu, come here."

"Qiaomu? Your name is Qiaomu?" Xu Youyou was stunned when he heard the boy's name, and then with a ghostly expression, he pulled the boy's arm and didn't let go, "Which Joe , which wood?"

Qiao Mu frowned, pulled out his arms, and walked quickly towards Teacher Song's direction.

She seemed to know how her inexplicable cold symptoms came about.

This is probably a debt she owed in her previous life.