Chapter 543 Dreaming of High School

His vulgarity, viciousness, and cruelty are not born with him, but are bred in the midst of intrigue and power struggle—like a seed that takes root in the worst environment, without a clear spring, Without light, it absorbs blood as nourishment, and then grows into what it is today.

His frightening methods are nothing but traces of others torturing him.

Mu Zi's tears slid down her eye sockets to her temples, they were slightly moist, and soon disappeared.

The wet marks on her face made her feel itchy, Mu Zi buried her face and wiped it on Murong Cheng's shirt.

Murong Cheng asked her amusedly, "What are you rubbing against?"

Mu Zi deliberately disgusted him, and replied in a muffled voice, "It's rubbing your nose."

Murong Cheng really scolded her: "Disgusting!"

Although he scolded her, his body didn't move, allowing her to lie on top of him.

Mu Zi pressed his face against his chest, rubbed it twice, and said softly, "No one is as disgusting as you, you are the most disgusting."

Murong Cheng smiled helplessly: "Okay, I'm the most disgusting..."

The two leaned together quietly.

He caressed her long hair, which was as smooth as silk and as thick as ink. He held it in the palm of his hand, and then slipped away through his fingers, feeling palpitations for no reason.

"Zizi, I am very happy today." He whispered.

"...Mmm." Mu Zi's voice was lazy.

"You give me advice, which shows that you care about me." Murong Cheng's voice was deep and gentle, with a comfortable smile, "When you caught Huo Fei, you told him that there was something wrong with his shoes in the crowd? Zizi , you are always afraid of being implicated by me, but today you can't help but speak for me in front of so many people, you have me in your heart, don't you?"

Mu Zi didn't answer.

"Zizi?" Murong Cheng called her softly.

"Murong Cheng...don't make trouble..." She closed her eyes and muttered.

Murong Cheng was dumbfounded.

She fell asleep on top of him.

Murong Cheng was silent for a while, couldn't help laughing, adjusted his posture slightly, lay down and slept with Mu Zi.

It's sleep, but it's just a nap.

Mrs. Huo had an accident in his manor, how could he sleep here peacefully?

Murong Cheng lay down with Mu Zi for a quarter of an hour, then got up and left the room. Before leaving, he purposely stuffed a pillow into Mu Zi's arms so that she would not find him in her dreams.

It feels a little subtle, proud that Muzi can't leave her, but also a little jealous of the pillow in her arms.

Murong Cheng sighed in his heart, feeling that it was a pity that he couldn't keep Mu Zi in his pocket all the time.

The door was gently closed, and the girl on the bed slept soundly.

She had a dream.

The dream is her high school days.

She studied very hard since she was a child, and she may not be considered the most intelligent child, but because her world is only studying and has no other distractions, her grades are always much higher than those of her peers.

Because of her good grades, she skipped two grades and was the youngest student in her class in high school. The age gap made her unable to talk to other girls in class, had no friends, and was isolated unconsciously.

The girls thought she was boring, but the boys liked her very much and thought she was cool. They took her taciturnity as indifference and aloofness, and even nicknamed her the Iceberg Goddess, so the girls hated her even more.

She didn't care about all of this, she still concentrated on her studies, and ignored all the pursuits that followed, without making any response.

In fact, she didn't know how to respond.

Later, she was targeted by a rogue group in the school. There was an unscrupulous student in the school, who stalked her, kept sending flowers and gifts every day, and threatened to chase her. block her.

One day after school, a boy came running excitedly holding flowers, she finally couldn't help it, and asked, "What do you want to do?"