Chapter 257: She has a person in her heart who is unforgettable

"Xi," the door was pushed open, "have you eaten?" she pronounced standard English in English.

Yan Muxi turned around: "Not yet, I'll eat it later." ”

Only then did the woman who asked notice that Yan Muxi was on a video call with someone else, she didn't speak again, but nodded.

Shen Ningchen spoke: "You go to dinner, let's talk." ”

Yan Muxi snorted, and then cut off the video call.

Yan Muxi stretched his waist and asked, "Moon, is it still ramen today?"

Yan Muxi became an English teacher in the college where she studied in college, and her former professor had always admired Yan Muxi, and after learning that Yan Muxi came to France, she immediately pulled Yan Muxi into the college.

Moon nodded, and she took off her scarf and hung it on the hanger, "You can try something else." ”

Yan Muxi sighed: "Then I'll eat instant noodles." ”

"Don't," Moon stopped, "instant noodles are junk food, don't eat them." ”

Yan Muxi smiled, and suddenly she panicked again.

"Mengmeng, don't eat instant noodles, you have to listen to me. ”

"This is junk food and is harmful to the body. ”

Scenes about Xu Yiyan's appearance and what he said came to mind.

Moon was no stranger.

She has been with Yan Muxi for a month, and during this month, she often saw Yan Muxi distracted on various occasions, and sometimes her eyes couldn't help but redden.

Moon is sure that Yan Muxi has a person in her heart that makes her unforgettable.

The next morning, snowflakes fell from the sky, and the whole city was covered in the first snow.

"Xi..."Moon ran in in a hurry: "It's snowing, it's the first snow, Xi, get up quickly." ”

Yan Muxi turned over in a daze.

Moon opened the curtains, the picture was extended, and you could clearly see the scene outside the window, the sky was falling with the first snow, spilling into the branches on both sides of the street, as if the branches were dressed in new white clothes, the French architecture is beautiful, the roof is shrouded in snow, like the castle where the princess lives.

"Hey... Get out of bed. ”

Helpless, Yan Muxi sat up, she rubbed her eyes: "Moon, what time is it?" The tone carried the tiredness of just getting up.

"It's almost noon. ”

Yan Muxi's hair was messy, and the green daisy under her eyes was obvious.

"Xi, you're having insomnia again?"

Yan Muxi snorted, she lifted the quilt and put on her cotton shoes: "I'm going to Professor Yang's house." ”

"Hey!" Moon sighed, "Xi, to use what you Chinese say, you need a bell tie to unlock the bell." ”

Yan Muxi smiled.

After Yan Muxi finished washing, he went out with his bag on his back.

The ground was white, as if sprinkled with white sugar, a gust of cold wind blew, Yan Muxi trembled, and she subconsciously wrapped her scarf tightly.

Half an hour later, Yan Muxi arrived at the professor's house.

"Is it cold?" Professor Yang leaned sideways to let Yan Muxi in.

Yan Muxi snorted, changed into cotton shoes and walked in.

"Xiao Yan is here. ”

Yan Muxi smiled politely: "Hello, senior mother." ”

"Have you had lunch?"

Yan Muxi was not polite: "Not yet." ”

Yan Muxi is really not used to eating French cuisine, and today Professor Yang's house has another purpose, which is to rub rice.

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"Come, Xiao Yan," the professor's wife kept putting vegetables into Yan Muxi's bowl.

"Thank you, Mrs. ”

"You're not used to the food here. ”

Yan Muxi snorted: "It's true that I'm not used to eating, but it's good to get used to it more." ”

"Hey," Professor Yang said, "if you're fine, run to my house and let your wife cook it for you." ”

Yan Muxi smiled and said yes.

After eating, Yan Muxi and Professor Yang came to the study.

"You've been in France for a month, and I haven't asked you why you're here all of a sudden. ”

Yan Muxi replied: "I miss you." ”

"Hmph," the professor pursed his lips: "Come less, I told you when you graduated not to go back to China, just stay here as a teacher in the English department, you didn't do anything at that time, you were very stubborn." ”

Yan Muxi shrugged his shoulders.

"Now, I'll come as I say, and I won't tell me, and I'm going to do it my own way. ”

Yan Muxi smiled: "You're right, I won't refute it." ”

Mr. Yan and the professor are high school classmates, when Yan Muxi came to France to study alone, she was also taken care of by Professor Yang, Yan Muxi is polite, interesting, and has good English, Professor Yang has always admired her.

"How long are you going to stay this time?"

Yan Muxi looked at the scenery outside the window: "I don't know." ”

"I don't know," Professor Yang, "do you mean you're going to stay here for a long time?"

Yan Muxi replied: "It should be." ”

Professor Yang nodded: "Last time I talked to your dad on the phone, she said you had a boyfriend." ”

Yan Muxi was stunned for a moment.

Professor Yang glanced at Yan Muxi, and he caught Yan Muxi's expression suddenly darkening.

"Divided. ”

Professor Yang looked apologetic, "I'm sorry. ”

Yan Muxi patted Professor Yang on the shoulder: "I'll go home to catch up on sleep, and I'll see you at school tomorrow." ”

"Just sleep here, I have a lot of spare rooms in my house. ”

Yan Muxi shook his head, raised his eyebrows and said, "I recognize the bed." ”

Professor Yang snorted coldly.