He is a paranoid schizophrenic

  Xia Qi's position this time had more than 30 competitors, and this interview was just the beginning. The interviewer asked some simple questions and let each of them do a test paper before letting everyone go back and wait for news.

  As she walked out of the building, Xia Qi was about to go take a bus back to school nearby, but suddenly stopped in her tracks when she saw the figure standing at the entrance of the building.

  A white shirt and a black suit wrapped around his tall body, standing upright with an elegant posture.

  Be careful with your words!

  Xia Qi's heart skipped a beat, and she instinctively wanted to avoid him, but it was too late. Those dark eyes were already locked onto hers.

  He saw her!

  Then, in the next moment, Xia Qi herself didn't expect that she would make a move to run away. But unexpectedly, she ran, her body acting before her brain did.

  However, before she could run 50 meters, her arm was suddenly pulled back, a force pushed her, and her back hit the wall by the side of the road.

  The marble wall was icy cold, separated from her by a thin blouse, making her feel the chill.

  She gasped for breath, staring at the person in front of her. His body was tightly pressed against hers, his eyes fixed on hers without blinking, his nose almost touching hers...

  Her face was filled with his breath. Each other's silhouette was imprinted in each other's pupils.

  "Qiqi, don't hide from me!" Jun Jin whispered, his voice hoarse.

  "I'm not hiding from you," she replied, although her hands were pressed against his chest, but couldn't push him away at all.

  "If you weren't hiding from me, why do you run away as soon as you see me? Why don't you answer my calls and why haven't you gone to work at the club for the past few days?" His string of questions left her speechless.

  His eyes stared at her, beautiful and yet clear.

  She didn't dare to look him in the eye, fearing that he would see her panic and guilt. What he said was all true, she had indeed been avoiding him for the past few days.

  He pursed his lips, and his breathing seemed to become more urgent. His body pressed in a few more inches, and he said coldly, "Why aren't you speaking? Why are you hiding from me? Was it something I said wrong that day, or was it something I did wrong?"

  Xia Qi's face involuntarily turned red, and the scene in the hospital room that day flashed into her mind.

  At that time, she and he were also so close together, and his lips... Oh God, what was she thinking! Xia Qi wailed in her heart, now she had to think about how to get out of the current situation.

  Many passersby cast their eyes over, and some even pointed at them. Without anyone mentioning it, she knew that her current appearance with him was quite thought-provoking.

  "This is on the road, don't press me like that first." Xia Qi turned her head back and said to Jun Jian. Her line of sight also inevitably met his gaze.

  "Are you not going to hide or run away?" He asked her steadily, his lips almost touching her earlobe.

  Xia Qi faintly heard some little girls' screams by the roadside, "Right, neither hiding nor escaping." She bit her lip and quickly replied.

  He straightened up, took two steps back and relaxed his grip on her, but his right hand still grasped her left wrist.

  She looked at him in confusion, but saw that he had taken her left hand, his fingers slowly moving down from her wrist to intertwine with hers.

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