165 Chapter 165: She's Really Done

Jiang Lingzhi's brain was in a shutdown state, and her whole body seemed to have lost her soul, and she didn't know how she got back.

It's cloudy.

When he reacted, he saw the front door of his own house.

Surrounded by greenery, there is no one on the road, which seems a bit empty.

Jiang Lingzhi finally came back to his senses, and was about to turn his face sideways.

The boy stood behind her, raised his hand to gently support her head, and his low and magnetic voice came from above her head.

"No one can make you bad, you are always the best, never, and don't be disappointed in yourself."

Jiang Lingzhi stared at the front, his throat suddenly became choked, and he forgot to speak.

"Go home and don't worry your family."

His voice was gentle and lazy, and his palm lightly pressed against her back, sending a slight push.

Jiang Lingzhi seemed to be bewitched, and subconsciously took two steps forward.

When he walked to the door, he finally couldn't help but look back.

The boy has a slender and tall figure, a long and tall body, a white shirt, and black slacks, which outlines him as tall and straight as always.

He put his hands in his trouser pockets and stood there loosely.

Seeing her turn around, the corners of her lips curled up slightly.

Calm and down-to-earth, giving people a sense of security.

Give her the illusion that whenever she turns around, he will be behind her.

Jiang Lingzhi suffocated slightly.

She withdrew her gaze and pressed the doorknob hard with her palms.

Hearing the opening of the door, there was suddenly the rustling of newspapers in the living room.

"Is Zhizhi back?" Jiang Puqing's voice rang out first.

Jiang Lingzhi was still immersed in the boy's last gaze.

Hearing this, he looked up.

Jiang Puqing was still wearing a shirt and trousers, as if he had rushed back from the company temporarily.

"Why do you go out dressed like this?"

Jiang Lingzhi was still wearing a nightdress and a pair of slippers on her feet. Her eyes were red, and it looked like she had just cried.

It is very similar to a child who has been wronged and sneaked out of the house.

Jiang Puqing sighed, and walked over: "I just heard from your mother that you didn't do well in the exam this time?"

Jiang Lingzhi lowered her head and stopped talking.

Jiang Puqing hesitated for a moment, as if he was trying to figure out how to speak: "It's okay, the teacher called us just now and told us that it was because I felt a little uncomfortable on the day of the exam?"

"Why didn't you tell your mother? Your mother blamed herself very much. She almost thought you ran away from home."

Jiang Pu touched her head and comforted her softly: "She was secretly wiping tears in the room just now, don't be angry with her."

Jiang Lingzhi lowered her eyelashes, and said with light-colored lips, "I'm not angry."

She was never mad at her.

It's just that I'm disappointed in myself.

Jiang Puqing patted her on the head: "Mom loves you very much, but people like our generation are not good at expressing and always feel embarrassed."

Jiang Lingzhi nodded absently: "I know."

Jiang Puqing sighed: "It's okay, one exam doesn't mean anything, and it doesn't matter if you can't get into a key class. The teaching level of No. 1 Middle School is the same for any class."

Jiang Lingzhi nodded slowly again.

"Okay, I see that your eyes are red. You go back to your room and take a good rest. You thought something was wrong when you received the call just now, and you rushed back before the meeting was over."

Jiang Lingzhi paused, then whispered, "Go back to the meeting, I'm fine."

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