Qiao Yingying trotted all the way to the bus stop before stopping, panting for breath while rubbing her extraordinarily sour eyes. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

If you don't cry, why cry? She tilted her face to keep the moisture in her eyes from escaping.

But the more I didn't want to shed tears, the more the tears came like a flood that burst the embankment, falling like beads of broken threads.

There were other people on the platform, and she hurriedly turned around, put her sleeve in front of her, and wiped away her tears.

Looking up in the direction of Yushan, the previous scene appeared in front of her again, and her heart ached, so she quickly shifted her thoughts and stopped thinking about it.

After she got home, Li Suxian came back, but she had to explain. After two bites of food in a hurry, she went into the room.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Guan Mufeng's face was in her mind, and she was stunned.

"Probably... It's the feeling of a deer bumping into your chest. ”

Wu Xiaomei's words echoed in her ears that night, and Qiao Yingying clutched her pounding chest, looking sad and sad.

She gradually understood her abnormal reaction in the past few days, and her heart became more and more panicked.

If it is really as Sister Xiaomei said, she has opened her mind. But Mr. already has Sister Sun, how can she get involved in it?

The picture of knowing Guan Mufeng since she met flashed in front of her eyes like a movie, her eyes were red again, and her expression was even more confused.

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Guan Mufeng returned home after sending Sun Mo, and when he returned to the room, he suddenly turned around halfway and walked to the other side.

Pushing Qiao Yingying's room open, he glanced around, then walked to the table and picked up a stack of test papers neatly piled on it.

The delicate handwriting and serious annotations don't seem to be looking at it herself, and she is not lazy.

His gaze softened, he put down the test paper and went out the door, and went upstairs again.

He paused for a moment in the hallway, remembered the general direction of the movement he had heard, and walked towards the room.

He had two recent conference calls scheduled for two or three a.m., and several times he heard movement from upstairs. If you find Qiao Yingying's strange appearance today, you must check it out.

But the door was locked. He couldn't help frowning.

After going back to his room and getting the key, he opened the door again, saw what was inside, and froze in place.

In this originally vacant room, an embroidery frame was erected, and on the lake-green embroidered cloth, a figure had been depicted.

His deep eyes flickered slightly, and he stepped closer, and his gaze fell on the figure of a tall man in the embroidered cloth.

He wore a white robe with his hair on the top, one hand behind his back, and the other hand on his chest.

Not far in front of him was a bookcase, and a few stitches behind the bookcase outlined a petite figure, and at first glance it was a woman.

Guan Mufeng's heart moved slightly, and his eyes fell on the man's face again.

Because of the limitation of embroidery, the man's facial features are not very clear, but the eyebrows and eyes are particularly resolute and heroic, and there is a familiar feeling.

He looked slightly stunned, and after a moment he curled the corners of his lips, and there was a gentle starlight shining in his eyes.

Stretching out his hand, gently rubbing the fine traces of a stitch and thread, his heart was turbulent, he suddenly closed his eyes, and a trace of restlessness flashed between his slightly frowning brows.

After a moment, he withdrew his hand, took a deep look at the figure on the embroidered cloth, and turned to leave the room.

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On Sunday morning, Qiao Yingying woke up late and received a phone call just after washing up.

"Yingying, I'm He Feng." He Feng's grinning voice came from the other end of the phone.

Qiao Yingying was stunned: "Mr. He? Can I help you? ”

"Are you resting today? Michelle sent something back and asked me to give it to you, and it just so happened that I had something to ask for advice, so I wanted to treat you to a meal at noon. He Feng said.

"Sister Michelle sent me something?" Qiao Yingying thought about it, as if there was really such a thing. She and Michelle will contact each other online every once in a while, and she seems to have said this a while ago. But what did he have to ask himself? Her mind turned, and she suddenly thought of Wu Xiaomei.

Is it for Sister Xiaomei?

She thought for a moment, held her phone and promised, "Okay, then where do we meet?" ”

He Feng was going to say that he was going to pick it up, so that he could be more attentive, but after thinking about it, he changed his mouth and reported an address.

"I'll wait for you at the door, just call me when it's time." He said. The future mother-in-law lives nearby, and it would be a mistake to be seen to pick up other girls.

"Okay, we'll see you later." Qiao Yingying hung up the phone, changed her clothes, said hello to Li Suxian and went out.