Sweetlove: Spoiled by My Childhood Sweetheart

"Shen Zhaozhao, get up!"

"Stop it, we're going to be late for class!"

"I'll never complain about your slow walking again, Zhaozhao? Shen Zhaozhao..."

Sheng Chuyi's voice grew more anxious with each call.

Just as he was about to call Qin Suxin with his phone watch, his eyes red, he saw the person who had been lying on the floor suddenly open her eyes.

"Hahaha, got you!"

Sheng Chuyi was startled, then stood up angrily and glared at her, "Shen Zhaozhao, that's too much, is fooling people fun?"

Shen Zhaozhao looked at his reddened eyes, blinked twice and said, "Yiyi, did you cry? Sorry, I just wanted to scare Zhu Xiaopang."

"I didn't cry, you saw wrong!" Sheng Chuyi reverted to his usual cool demeanor in a second.

Zhu Jingyang, who had been scared by Shen Zhaozhao suddenly opening her eyes, stopped crying abruptly, and in his haste, even hiccupped, "You, you're not dead?"

The little girl rolled her eyes and stuck out her tongue, "I am dead, I am a ghost now!"

Zhu Jingyang was only a bit slow, not stupid, realizing he had been tricked, he glared at Shen Zhaozhao before running off.

"Get up now, it's almost time for class!" Sheng Chuyi, seeing she was alright, extended his hand towards her.

Shen Zhaozhao, however, lay there unmoving, looking at him and said, "I can't get up."

"If you don't want to get up, then just lie there!" Sheng Chuyi withdrew his hand and turned to leave.

Shen Zhaozhao was dumbstruck, not expecting he would actually leave her there.

As she was about to get up, she realized her hand hurt terribly.

Shen Zhaozhao reached out to touch other parts of her body, and with each touch, her little face grew paler.

Sheng Chuyi walked a distance, saw that the girl was still lying there, furrowed his brows, and despite himself, turned back and stood in front of her, "If you don't get up now, I really will leave you there!"

Shen Zhaozhao, with a somewhat blank look, raised her head to look at Sheng Chuyi and suddenly burst into tears with a "wah".

Sheng Chuyi was completely stunned by her crying!

"Why are you crying?"

"Stop crying, isn't that enough for you!"

Every time this girl cried, he was the unlucky one.

So much so, that as soon as Sheng Chuyi saw her tears, he got a bad feeling.

Shen Zhaozhao cried very sadly, sobbing and said, "Am I going to die soon? I've not become your little wife yet, I don't want to die."

"What are you blabbering about?" Sheng Chuyi stared at her.

The little girl pouted, crying even more sadly, "I'm about to die, and you're still being mean to me, wah, Sheng Chuyi you big meanie, I won't ever talk to you again."

Shen Zhaozhao felt very wronged.

Wronged to death!

She was in so much pain, yet Yiyi, instead of comforting her, was scolding her.

She didn't want to be his friend anymore.

Sheng Chuyi: ...

How much drama does she have?

"Stop crying, you're not going to die." He had never seen anyone nearly dying able to talk so much!

And she had just been pretending to be dead to scare people, not at all looking like someone in trouble.

But seeing that she shows no sign of stopping, Sheng Chuyi also began to falter, "Are you really hurt?"

Shen Zhaozhao couldn't stop crying, sobbing and said, "I'm not lying, I'm really about to die, everything hurts when I touch it!"

Could it be possible that her hand was hurt?

Sheng Chuyi stared at her for a while, then turned around.

"Where are you going?" Shen Zhaozhao saw him about to leave again, and immediately her eyes began to fill with tears again.