Wearing the body double of a sadistic heroine [GL]

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A soft laugh came from an unknown teacher.

　　The embarrassed look on Zhang Shang's face intensified, and the bell of the class rescued him. He left the office quickly with his notebook in hand, as if there was some vicious beast chasing after him. The teachers sparsely left, leaving only the four without class, and the office became even more silent.

　　At some point, the sound of pattering rain came from outside. Chang Yishao's seat was by the window, and at a glance she could see the swaying forest trees, their bright green leaves spreading out to their hearts' content, taking on the gifts of the heavens.

　　The pen turned by her fingertips flew out, leaving a scratch on the paper.

　　Chang Yishao stared intently at his cell phone and ghostly sent a message to Xie Qingtang: It's raining, I didn't bring an umbrella.

　　Xie Qingtang was lying on the sofa with her legs crossed, playing a game, and was in a "life-and-death situation" when Chang Yishao's message succeeded in making her fail. The corners of her eyes jumped, the heart of the upwelling of that group of depressed pressure down, replied: time?

　　Several minutes later, Chang Yishao will be off work time point sent over.

　　With this interruption, Xie Qingtang sort of didn't have the heart to play games for fun. She stood up and stretched, took out a Happy Water from the refrigerator, and went into the study with a twist of her feet. The penholder was just short of being colored, but it was clear that Xie Qingtang no longer had any intention of continuing with it. Her eyes lingered on the draft paper filled with notes for a moment, and after a sigh, she threw it into the shredder.

　　There was nothing more headache-inducing and annoying than a lack of inspiration.

　　The bell rang.

　　Groups of students laughing and giggling flocked to the cafeteria. After the bustle came the silence that belonged to the sound of rustling rain.

　　Chang Yishao stood by the railing with his arms wrapped around him, his face full of loneliness.

　　"Ms. Chang, didn't you bring an umbrella?" Zhang Shang was carrying a purse, his hair shiny. He stared at Chang Yishao with a fervor that was almost overflowing. Without waiting for Chang Yishao to respond, he took another step forward and smiled, "I'll drive, Teacher Chang, I'll give you a ride?" Saying so, he extremely urgently turned the car keys out of his bag, revealing the car label on it.

　　Chang Yishao was dumbfounded, such a person ...... she has rarely seen. Without moving, she took a step back, pulling away from Zhang Shang's refusal, her line of sight crossed that greasy face and landed on the body of Xie Qingtang, who was walking slowly with an umbrella, and a heart suddenly loosened. "Thank you, Mr. Chang, no need, someone has come to pick me up." Chang Yishao smiled and refused.

　　Xie Qingtang did not step onto the corridor, she stood outside with her umbrella. The wind blew the rain into the collar of her coat, a slight chill prolonged. She shivered, her clear eyes looking at Chang Yishao calmly like that. Chang Yishao walked past Zhang Shang to Xie Qingtang's side.

　　"Not taking anything?" Xie Qingtang raised an eyebrow, his tone loose and casual.

　　Chang Yishao answered and held Xie Qingtang's right hand that was holding the umbrella.

　　Her palm was warm, instantly banishing the cold from the back of Xie Qingtang's hand. Xie Qingtang obediently loosened her fingers, while Chang Yishao extended her other hand to hold the umbrella firmly. "I'll hold it up." Chang Yishao whispered, his voice quickly dispersing into the wind and rain. Xie Qingtang let out a "hmm" and leaned towards Chang Yishao, looking like lovers snuggling together from afar.

　　Zhang Shang see this scene, heart a sudden, he opened his mouth, but like suddenly lost his voice, can not say anything.

　　"Wild bees and butterflies?" Xie Qingtang narrowed his eyes and teased.

　　"Yes." Chang Yishao's tone was a bit helpless.

　　Xie Qingtang tsked without continuing to speak. The two of them walked along the verdant path through the woods and soon arrived at the school's entrance.

　　Chang Yishao's footsteps suddenly lurched.

　　Xie Qingtang followed her line of sight and looked, not far away, the person standing in the rain looked like a haggard dying flower.

　　What kind of famous scene is this.

　　Xie Qingtang was filled with gloating.

　　However, when the thought turned again and she thought that she, a tool person, was on the line, the corners of her mouth drooped and she suddenly couldn't be happy anymore.

　　Chapter 11.

　　At this hour in Gantang High School, the students were in the cafeteria, and except for the teachers who didn't have evening classes, there was hardly anyone coming or going.

　　The rain fell on the ground, splashing a ripple. When Chang Yishao didn't leave, Xie Qingtang was not in a good position to continue moving forward, after all, the umbrella was in her hands.

　　He Yanjin in front of her was like a fallen chicken, her assistant hurriedly rushed with her umbrella to cover her from the wind and rain, but was pushed away by her. It was as if she couldn't show her vulnerability without being in the storm.

　　Xie Qingtang was shocked by He Yanjin's "retarded" behavior, and she stretched out her hand to catch the rainwater - the slightest chill spread from her palm, and she couldn't imagine what a soothing scene it would be for her to get wet. She shivered. Suddenly, Chang Yishao choked her wrist and pulled her hand back from the rain.

　　She blinked, not even looking at He Yanjin, and said in a warm voice, "Go back."

　　Xie Qingtang: "......" Was she the one who didn't go back? It was clearly her own footsteps that couldn't move, right? Of course, she only complained a little in her heart.

　　Chang Yishao's hand holding the umbrella was very steady, at least it wouldn't always be half drenched like when she held the umbrella herself.

　　He Yanjin was shivering and chilling in the rain, and even fought with his assistant for a while, but this scene didn't leave any traces in Chang Yishao's heart. Xie Qingtang followed the footsteps of Chang Yishao, soon crossed the road, she looked back at He Yanjin a glance, eyes more than a few points of pity.

　　To be the heroine to this extent, it could be really miserable.

　　"Sister He?" Assistant Xiao Yi looked at He Yanjin with a worried face, she took a step forward with her umbrella, and He Yanjin finally didn't refuse anymore. She knew that He Yanjin was returning to his alma mater to have a look this time, but this scene was completely different from what she had imagined ah, she thought she would be sitting in the office talking to the class teacher at the beginning, but she didn't expect that it would be looking at an unfamiliar, beautiful woman in the rain.

　　Thinking of that woman, Xiao Yi's mind fluttered. She knew that He Yanjin's girlfriend was the Zhou family's eldest daughter, so what about the woman who had just walked past? What was her relationship with Sister He? Why did Sister He look lost in thought?