Ye Ningning's face was as red as a monkey's buttocks, and he silently grabbed Ye Qifei's clothes. The bicycle was described by Ye Chang, thinking that the brother and sister were going to school, so they stayed at home, the chain was slightly embroidered, and there was a squeaky sound on the ridge.

But it made Ye Qifei's mood much better, at least, at least there were not too many worries, and there was no Fang Yushi.

She doesn't love Fang Yushi, and their marriage, even if there is no fire, is destined to be a tragedy, a business marriage in a wealthy family.

The radio on campus was playing around, Ye Qifei parked the car, and looked at the children in school uniforms around him, as if he had returned to the time when he was studying, and every morning there would be breakfast made by his mother herself, stuffed into her school bag, telling her not to forget to say good morning to the teacher.

Ye Qifei's eyes were slightly red, and Ye Ningning pointed to the teaching building opposite her: "You are over there, I am opposite you, on the third floor, I will go first, you can find me if you have something." ”

"Someone is going to come over to check on you today, and the student council has arrived, right?"

"It's time to arrive. ”

"Go out and pick them up at the door. ”

A few men in suits and leather shoes looked very nervous, and even the ties of the suits were not tied, they were not ironed very neatly, and they did not look like they were worn very often.

Ye Qifei thought so, and suddenly slammed into a solid flesh wall.

"You can ......" can't walk, Ye Qifei didn't say anything, as soon as he raised his head, he was stunned on the spot for a moment.

She unconsciously called out the name of the person in front of her: "Zhuo Cheng......"

Zhuo Cheng was a little curious, he originally came here according to his father's wishes today, but he didn't want to go to the main gate, in order to see the real atmosphere of the school, after all, he had invested in sponsoring the students here for a long time, and wanted to know if they were really doing well.

But the boy in front of him, who looked thin and delicate, said his name in one word.

"You are?"

Zhuo Cheng habitually wiped his hands with the silk handkerchief in his arms, and the familiar smell of cologne permeated the tip of Ye Qifei's nose, this was the familiar smell, it was the little fart who followed her and called Sister Qifei all day long. He grew up with a golden spoon in his mouth, and was loved by thousands, but he was like a splattered child in front of her.

Ye Qifei also saw it, she searched all the newspapers of the past few days, Zhuo Cheng went to her memorial service, he smashed things, he wanted to open the coffin, he said that he didn't believe that he was dead, and finally sat on the ground and cried like a three-year-old child.

Zhuo Cheng saw that Ye Qifei didn't speak, and gently patted her shoulder: "Hey, little friend, are you a student here?"

Ye Qifei nodded: "Yes." ”

She didn't dare to look up again, Zhuo Cheng's eyes that had not yet subsided made her feel uncomfortable.

Zhuo Cheng smiled slightly: "Why don't you wear a school uniform?"

"I just came to report today, and I'm a transfer student. My name is Ye Qifei. ”

Ye Qifei. Zhuo Cheng's footsteps slammed: "What's your name?"

"My name is Ye Qifei. The enlightenment of enlightenment, the crimson of crimson. ”

Zhuo Cheng's heart seemed to be the stone that had just been lifted, and it fell down heavily, and even the ripples couldn't stir it up, his tone was indifferent, and his expression was unfamiliar: "Oh." Can you take me inside?"

"Absolutely. ”

In fact, Ye Qifei is also coming to this school for the first time, she has not reported yet, and she does not have a school uniform, but for some reason, it was Zhuo Cheng who wanted to see it, so she also wanted to follow him to see it.

She is selfish, she wants to stay with Zhuo Cheng more.

It's like, it's as if Ye Qifei never died. She wanted to tell Zhuo Cheng everything now, but everything seemed so ridiculous, so it was better to wait, and only when she was stronger would she be sure.

Besides, if the sponsorship of this school was not Zhuo Cheng, it was someone else, where would she have such good luck? Ye Qifei was content.

"Do you know?" Zhuo Cheng beside him suddenly spoke leisurely: "I once had a girl I liked very much, and her name was very similar to your name. ”