To Save the Female Supporting Role As My Duty

For more than half a month, Zhao Jiajia was extremely uncomfortable in the new environment. After sitting on the train for more than 20 hours, her buttocks were about to crack, and she couldn't sleep. luggage to school.

It's not the time to start school yet, and all the students who come here are outstanding students recruited from all over the world. Looking around, almost all of them are escorted by their families. After all, they are the hope of the family.

It was only her, silently carrying her luggage over and over again, not looking at other people.

Most of the new roommates are also very silent, and some took out their books to review on the first night.

Everyone was still a little cautious, and after a simple greeting, they went about their own affairs.

After taking a shower, she climbed into bed, rubbed her sore muscles, lay on the bed at a loss, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

It's a pity that the ceiling here is very low and relatively clean, completely different from the ceiling in Song Lingshu's house, but she was not interested in looking at the ceiling, and turned over to face the wall, imagining what the other party was doing at the moment.

The more people there are, the more lonely she feels. It would be great if the other party is by her side, even if she doesn't speak, she feels at ease.

The military training is very tiring, but she seems to be the most tiring, because everyone else is doing more or less work at home, and their physical strength has been exercised very well, but her fingers are slender and white, and it seems that she has never suffered child.

This is very contradictory. The new classmates see that she is obviously a child of a rich family, but her wallet is tight, and they are full of curiosity about her family.

Standing in the sun, Zhao Jiajia emptied her mind, constantly recalling the moments that made her happy, and found that apart from the warm scenes of her childhood and adoptive parents, the one she remembered most was the year with Song Lingshu, Probably because the time is the closest, she always misses it.

And the day that broke her down happened to be the day when the military training ended, and there would be a month's vacation after the disbandment, but because of the long distance, most of the students would stay in the school.

And after half a month of getting along, everyone has found their little friends and made an appointment to go out of school together for a stroll. Others happily pulled the new friend to discuss what daily necessities to buy, but she was the only one who failed.

Before the roommates left, they linked arms and looked at her. They looked at each other, and finally pushed out a girl who was more courageous to come out and invite her.

"Zhao Jiajia, are you going shopping?"

"No." Zhao Jiajia couldn't blend in at all, so as not to break their harmonious atmosphere, she turned on the Walkman to isolate the noise of other people.

Soon she was the only one left in the dormitory. After reading for a while, she suddenly had a stomachache. Counting the days, it should be her menstrual period.

Every menstrual period is the most painful day for her. She climbed into bed with difficulty and lay down for a long time without getting better, so she had to go down and get a cup of hot water to drink.

When she opened the cabinet, she suddenly remembered that when Song Lingshu packed her luggage, she specially put two bags of brown sugar in it. She quickly opened the luggage bag and found the brown sugar and the electric hot water bottle.

She came downstairs, asked the dorm auntie to help her soak the brown sugar water, and found a place to charge it.

The phone in the dormitory building is installed in the small room outside. She sat by the window, waiting for hot water, and listening to the people calling home one after another outside the window, her words were full of joy.

After she finished drinking the brown sugar water, the aunt asked her if she wanted to rest here, she shook her head, and when she went out, she touched her pocket, took out the money and called Song Lingshu.

She originally wanted to tell the other party that she used brown sugar, but after connecting, she was at a loss for words and didn't know what to say.

Until the other party's voice sounded over there, he stammered and called her boss, and suddenly his emotions rose, his eyes became wet, and he vented out the accumulated emotions in his heart.

"I miss you so much."

"It's no fun here."

"I don't like the people here."

"Or I'd better go back to Shi No. 1 Middle School, so that we can meet every week."

She said a series of words one after another, sobbed twice, and asked again: "Why don't you talk anymore?"

"I'm, waiting for you... finish." Song Lingshu said.

"I'm done." Zhao Jiajia wiped away her tears, thinking about it and felt ashamed. If her classmates saw it, they would be surprised that she would call and cry with such a withdrawn personality?

Song Lingshu: "Then you, listen to me... I'm getting ready to move, you you you you you want... If you are free these days, just go and help me see it first. , See if there are any cheap ones near the school...the house can be rented, I will come over soon."

Zhao Jiajia listened patiently to her, and then gradually realized: "Are you...are you going to move to my place?"

"Yeah, the life and business in my hometown are not, and it's not easy to do. I, I, I also want to... change to a bigger, smaller place, and open up new, new markets, right?" Song Lingshu said.

"Yeah."

Zhao Jiajia's lost mood suddenly became clear again, with a faint smile on her face, and when she hung up the phone and left, the aunt saw that she had recovered, and asked, "Did you call your family?"

Zhao Jiajia froze for a moment, then nodded with a smile: "Yes."

In the next few days, she also found something to do for herself. When other students went shopping, she looked around for a suitable house.

First of all, the price should not be too expensive. It doesn’t matter if the environment is worse. Anyway, the other party has lived in a worse environment. The key is to make it cheap and convenient for business.

After running around for a few days, she found quite a few. After comparison, she was left with two options, and she planned to wait for the other party to come and make her own decision.

It was raining on the day Song Lingshu came. Zhao Jiajia received her call the day before yesterday, checked the train information specially, and came to the station early in the morning to pick up people under an umbrella.

The train was more than half an hour late, and when she picked up Song Lingshu, it was almost twelve o'clock.

"Zhaodi, Zhaodi! I'm here!" Zhao Jiajia saw Song Lingshu's figure from the crowd almost at a glance. She didn't bring many things, only a bag of necessary clothes and daily necessities, and nothing else bring.

"Boss, boss!" Song Lingshu waved to her with the snakeskin bag on one shoulder, then turned and ran towards the exit.

The two were separated by a fence, and Zhao Jiajia also ran, with smiles on his face, until at the end, the two turned around at the same time, hugged each other and screamed.

"Ahhhhh! Don't turn me around!" Zhao Jiajia was picked up again, she turned twice in mid-air, stopped quickly, and patted her arm in surprise, "Why are you getting stronger and stronger? ?”

"Life is forced by life." Song Lingshu said with a smile.

Although Zhao Jiajia didn't say anything, the word "happiness" was written all over her face. She took her hand to squeeze the bus and grabbed two seats. After sitting down, she glanced at Song Lingshu. When Song Lingshu looked over, she immediately look ahead.

Why is it suddenly a little rusty and embarrassing?

"Boss, boss, you... are tanned." Song Lingshu stared at her and said.

"You're dark." Zhao Jiajia choked back, stretched out his arm to compare with her, "Look, I'm even whiter than you after military training."

"Yeah." Song Lingshu giggled.

The wind outside the window blew in, blowing her hair and brushing Zhao Jiajia's cheek.

"Your hair has grown too." Zhao Jiajia pressed her hair and pinned it behind her ears, "Cut it for you at night?"

"OK."

Zhao Jiajia first took her to the dormitory to store things, and then went out to look for food. When passing by the campus, he introduced the environment here to her, and found that even she didn't know what many places were for, and she had never explored new places at all. environment. But it's different now, someone is looking around with her.

There are many snacks outside the campus. Zhao Jiajia chose a small frying shop. I heard from my roommate that the taste here is not bad, but it is a bit expensive.

Song Lingshu looked at the menu prices, quickly grabbed the pen from Zhao Jiajia's hand, and crossed out two dishes on the paper, leaving only a hot and sour potato shreds and tomato egg soup.

"What are you doing? I've already told you that I invite you." Zhao Jiajia said dissatisfied.

"We're not... outsiders, so there's no need to pretend to be rich. Let's come and get some real... benefits." Song Lingshu said, "And I, I, I, I still want It will cost a lot of money to start a new business."

Zhao Jiajia was convinced that instead of wasting this money on the table, it is better to save it to support her business.

Even though it was two simple meals, it was the most satisfying meal Zhao Jiajia had ever eaten here.

After dinner, Zhao Jiajia took her to see the house, both of which were next to the vegetable market, and the one was a little newer, with a single room, and the price was slightly more expensive.

The other is an old house, the price is very cheap, but there is an old lady next door, the sound insulation is not very good, and they have to share a living room.

This house is rented out by an old lady, and her children are all working out of town. She is bored by herself, so she wants to find a tenant to earn some money and relieve her boredom.

But because they have to live with the elderly, this house has not been rented out, and the price has dropped repeatedly, and they also promised to vacate the warehouse for storing furniture on the first floor to make a shop for them, and the rent is also low.

"Which one do you think is better?" Zhao Jiajia asked.

"You, what do you think?" Song Lingshu said with a smile, "You discuss the shop, the shop...well, isn't there someone you like?"

"I just like her shop." Zhao Jiajia smiled, "If you don't like it, you can find it again."

"No, no, I really, really like it here."

After confirming the basic intention, Song Lingshu began to discuss the rent price with the old lady. She offered to cook a meal for the old lady every day in exchange for a cheaper rent.

The old lady disagreed at first, but Song Lingshu couldn't hold back and made her dinner directly. After tasting it, she thought about it. It would be nice for someone to cook for her every day. It saves time and effort and is delicious. lively.

The rent was lowered again, but Zhao Jiajia was very happy. On the way back to school, she kept boasting: "How on earth did you think that she would give you so much cheaper for three meals?"

"Empty-nesters and old people are actually...that's how they are. They just want to be a companion and a companion. No matter how much money they make...it doesn't make much sense."

Song Lingshu decided to give it a try because she grasped this point, but fortunately, the old lady was able to think about it. Because there are still many elderly people who are thinking about how to save money for their children from old age to death, and they are not willing to spend an extra penny on themselves.

Everyone else in the dormitory had already returned and was chatting. When they saw Zhao Jiajia coming back, they subconsciously stopped talking.

For some reason, they always felt that Zhao Jiajia was a difficult person to get in touch with. She was pretty and had a cold temper. When she was alone, she would either wear earphones or read a book, so it was not easy to strike up a conversation. She never participated in the night chat in the dormitory.

Everyone is at a sensitive age. Seeing her attitude, it's not easy to put a hot face on a cold ass.

However, I didn't expect Zhao Jiajia to bring back a strange girl today, and even took the initiative to talk to them.

"Well... my friend will stay here for a few nights these two days, do you mind?" Zhao Jiajia asked.

Several people looked at the girl standing behind her, looked at each other, and then shook their heads: "I don't mind, you can stay."

"Thanks."

Several people showed shocked expressions. It was the first time they heard each other say thank you. However, what surprised them even more was that Zhao Jiajia's tone of voice when talking to the girl was unimaginably kind and natural, even a little gentle.

"Go find a change of clothes first, and I'll go downstairs to fetch hot water." Zhao Jiajia pointed to the upper bunk on the right, "That's my bed, go up after you take a shower."

"I, I'll go with you... let's fight, I'm strong." Song Lingshu said.

"No need, I can still carry some water." Zhao Jiajia took out another lollipop from the cabinet and stuffed it into her hand, "Sit here and wait for me."

"Okay." Song Lingshu scratched his head, watched her leave, tore off the candy wrapper, put the candy in his mouth, showing a satisfied expression, then lazily looked at the roommates who had been paying attention to them, and smiled, "No Wrong, just, just as you think... think, I am, I am a stammer."

The few people were stunned, and they all looked away in a panic, and then the head of the room explained in embarrassment: "I'm sorry, but we have no malicious intentions."

Song Lingshu bared his teeth and smiled: "I understand, I understand."

After all, when most people heard her speak, they couldn't help but look more curiously.

Except Zhao Jiajia.

At first, she didn't care about Yu Zhaodi at all, even if she was dumb, Zhao Jiajia didn't necessarily take a second look at her. Later Song Lingshu came, and at the beginning to strike up a conversation, the other party didn't show too much curiosity, just treated it as an ordinary peer.

When Zhao Jiajia went upstairs with a bucket of hot water, he heard a burst of laughing and joking. When he opened the door, Song Lingshu was talking and laughing with his roommates.

Zhao Jiajia: "??"

"Really? Zhao Jiajia is actually able to beat up punks?" the head of the room was surprised.

"That's, no, she is carrying a stick like...Chen Haonan, walking on the street, all the gangsters have to avoid her." Song Lingshu shook her shoulders proudly, imitating Chen Haonan's look.

The roommates showed strange expressions one after another. It's hard to imagine that Zhao Jiajia would be like this in private?

"Cough." Zhao Jiajia coughed with a dark face.

The roommates immediately fell silent and looked at her cautiously, as if she was going to pick up a stick and beat them to death any second.

"..." Zhao Jiajia put down the bucket speechlessly, and ordered, "You pick it up and wash it yourself."

"Cha." Song Lingshu stroked his sleeves, followed Wei Xiaobao's example, and saluted, which made the roommates laugh again.

After Song Lingshu went to take a shower, the head of the room smiled and said, "Your friend is so funny."

"Yeah, he looks pretty cool," said another.

Zhao Jiajia glanced at them and said nothing.

Song Lingshu came out of the shower, wearing a long vest and shorts. She was a little unrestrained when she walked. She brushed her wet hair back and it became a half-back hairstyle that was very popular at that time. The facial features were well-defined and deep. A group of girls all rushed Say "wow".

"Zhaodi, just do this hairstyle, it looks like Gu Tianle!" said a roommate.

"No, I feel like Anita Yuen in Golden Branches and Jade Leaves! It's beautiful and cool!"

"It's so pretty! It's the first time I've seen short-haired girls around me, and I want to cut it too."

Song Lingshu smiled, walked in front of Zhao Jiajia, and brushed her hair triumphantly: "Boss, boss, who do you think I... look like?"

Zhao Jiajia gave her a white look: "Wu Bai."

Song Lingshu: "?"

Roommates: "Pfft."

Song Lingshu said: "Impossible? I don't have, I have Wubai...Handsome, tell me, right?"

"Well, you are only half as handsome as him, so you are only a two hundred and five." Zhao Jiajia said indifferently.

Song Lingshu: "Woo, woo, woo."

Roommates: "Hahahaha!"

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Jealousy starts with friends, hee hee

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