At an early age, Yu Qiqi knew that Wang Miaomiao hated herself, but he didn't expect that Wang Miaomiao hated herself so much that he would use his heart to deal with her.

There's no reason why this kind of disgust comes.

She knew that Hua Xiaoran hated herself because of her poor status.

But what about Wang Miaomiao?

Why is she?

No one likes to be hated, neither does Yu Qiqi.

When I was in junior high school, many people knew that she was Shen Feiyang's daughter. Almost all the people in the class lived with her in awe.

On the one hand, he wanted to flatter her, on the other hand, he didn't dare to be sincere.

She had company to eat and go to the bathroom to play with, but the attitude of those people was so ardent that she didn't like them.

Such a complex contradiction led to Yu's failure to make a true friend when he came down from junior high school in 1973.

It is also because of this, so when she was misunderstood as poor by those people, she did not make a sound to defend herself.

She wants to make friends with no purpose.

However, in addition to Jiang Shuyan and Xiang Nan, all the students in the class seem to have a lukewarm attitude towards her.

Now there are two more people who hate her very much. Oh no, including Jiang Shanshan, there should be three.

Yu Qiqi is very sad.

Xi Muhan's slender fingers picked up the broken hair on her face, pinned it behind her ears and asked in a low voice, "why do you think so? Well

Yu Qiqi chuckled and said to himself, "maybe I really hate it!"

"Yu Qiqi!"

Xi Muhan suddenly called her name very seriously.

Then she felt her face between her two big hands and raised her face.

As soon as I lifted my eyes, I saw Xi Muhan's cold face.

The lines on his cheeks were tight together, his dark eyes were dark, and his rosy thin lips were close together, which showed his displeasure at this moment.

Yu Qiqi was afraid in the bottom of his heart. Did the male god also hate her?

"Why deny yourself like this? You are you. No matter what you hate or what you like, it's all yours. It is precisely because of these things that Yu Qiqi was made, a different Yu Qiqi. "

Yu Qiqi is also his favorite. He is a casual, lovely and uninhibited Yu Qiqi.

Yu Qiqi looked at Xi Muhan's thin lips.

"Those who hate you will not like you no matter how you change. Don't let them make you mediocre, and don't be sad because they waste precious time. They are not worth it, eh?"

Xi Muhan always has a different magic to erase her sadness.

"I see. Thank God."

Yu Qiqi wants to smile, but her face is squeezed by Xi Muhan's hands, and her smile is funny.

Xi Muhan took his hand, Yu Qiqi white face more than two red prints, is Xi Muhan's hand to press out.

Drooping eyes looked at his palm, Xi Muhan's eyes flashed helplessly.

Little girl's skin is really untouchable.

"Now that you want to start, let's go down to training. Tomorrow will be the match. No matter what the result is, at least you've done your best. Well

"Yes, but I want you to come with me." Yu Qiqi pulled Xi Muhan's arm and said in a soft voice: "the monitor said that you can find someone to accompany you in this long-distance race. I want you to accompany me."

The monitor who told her about it couldn't be Wang Miaomiao.

The most test of long-distance running is patience, and Yu Qiqi's least is patience.

But if there is a male god in front, she will catch up with him.