Chapter Eighty-Seven: Don't Push Too Hard
Feng Moyin walked towards the principal's office with a nervous mood, and every time she took a step closer to the office, the memory of last night was like a surging tide of enthusiasm on the seaside, stirring up waves one after another in her heart.
The frustrated expression on her cold little face is like a defeated begonia flower, is she driving a sheep into the tiger's mouth?
After a long time of internal struggle, Feng Moyin rang the doorbell.
He must be in the office at this time, right?
Sure enough, the door was quickly opened, and she studied this kind of door yesterday, so she was not surprised to see this door open, which also verified that the demon was really there.
However, this kind of high-tech still amazed her, not only can fingerprint recognition but also voice control, and she will also install a door like this when she buys a house in the future, which is fireproof and anti-theft and can also prevent the best relatives.
I don't know how my parents are living now, and whether there will be any moths in her uncle's family.
If you are not afraid of dying, you are afraid of being shameless, her uncle's family is a typical two-way account!
This time, when I went home, I discussed with my father about moving to Kyoto, away from her uncle's family.
Although she had been here several times, this was the first time she had taken a serious look.
What catches the eye is only a living room of more than 40 square meters, but the design is like a private apartment, except for the living room, kitchen, bedroom, everything.
The spacious living room takes away a strong European style atmosphere, and the visual impact of black and white makes people tremble.
The layout is very simple, leather sofa, glass low table, black desk, simple atmosphere, everywhere exudes the taste of Europe and the United States.
There are few decorations on the walls, only a few Impressionist abstract paintings, which look like everyone's handiwork.
Fawn over foreign things.
Feng Moyin pouted, although it looked good, she still preferred the decoration with quaint Chinese characteristics.
It is like living in an ancient place, especially the poetic style of Yanyu Jiangnan is what she likes the most.
"Boom, boom......" The sound of water from the bathroom in the cubicle brought her back to her heart.
The demon is taking a bath again?!
Feng Moyin was a little stunned, twitching the corners of her mouth, should she sigh that she is not shallow, or should she regret that it is not the right time?
But this also happened to give her the opportunity not to face him, to avoid embarrassment, and to withdraw when she finished taking care of Yimihua.
Thinking of this, Feng Moyin hooked the corners of her mouth happily, and her eyebrows and eyes were curved like a crescent moon in the night sky.
Glancing at the frosted glass door, the faint figure was tall and strong, and the hazy feeling made people want to commit a crime.
Realizing her thoughts, Feng Moyin was stunned, how did she become so sexy?
Don't look at indecency, don't look at indecency.
Quickly look away, now is not the time to appreciate beautiful men, the matter is important.
Tiptoeing through the living room, carefully pushing open the floor-to-ceiling windows, avoiding the flowers blooming everywhere, came to the place where the Yimi flowers were placed, the water in the kettle was dripping, and the crisp sound of water was very pleasant.
The mood that had been worried that the demon would come out of the bathroom at any time suddenly became wonderful.
Seeing that it was almost over, Feng Moyin stopped watering in her hand.
My ears listened to the sound in the living room, and found that there was no sound of the door opening, and the amplitude of the anxious heartbeat gradually decreased.
Before the demon came out, she had to get out of here quickly.
Every second of staying here makes the awkward atmosphere thicker.
She still can't forget last night.
I don't know when her world broke into a demonic figure, which caught her off guard, and there was an indescribable feeling in her heart, very strange, savoring it, a faint sourness, and a shallow pain.
The betrayal of her previous life made her no longer able to believe in love in this world.
What's more, how could a character like him really give her feelings, so she wouldn't expect her to touch the word love, these two words brought her too heavy a price.
She just wants to end all these grievances as soon as possible, and their family can live a peaceful and warm life.
In this life, in her heart, family affection is far more precious than ethereal and uncontrollable love.
Especially his love.
His identity, how can he have the luxury of love?
He is like the bright moon hanging high in the night sky, cold and noble, indifferent and alienated, obviously it is not far away, but it is a light year away from her.
He is destined to be the existence of the stars and the moon, looking down on all things and looking down on all beings.
The occasional evil and unruly exudation is also so dangerous, no one will control this kind of man.
Glancing at the faint figure again, Feng Moyin smiled coldly, they were destined to be people from two worlds.
He has his life, and she has her path.
Walking out of this door, it would be better for the two to have less intersection.
After Feng Moyin disappeared, Jing Li came out of the bathroom.
Watching the door that was gradually closing slowly, a touch of white between the cracks in the door was gradually blocked behind the door, and the deep phoenix eyes flashed with a ghostly light.
In fact, he already knew who was coming the moment the doorbell rang, and he had already washed it at that time, and his hand retracted when it touched the handle.
Because he saw through the frosted glass that a certain woman in the living room was going to the balcony cautiously like a thief.
He knew she didn't want to see him, but he wasn't angry, because it meant that what had happened last night had an effect on her.
He was already glad to be able to muster up the courage to come here and look at her despite what happened last night.
In order to avoid her embarrassment at the sight of him, he held back the joy in his heart until she left.
Of course, he had another reason, he couldn't push her too hard, and it would be counterproductive to push her too hard.
He would wait until the day she would open her heart, believe in him, and accept him.
Wait until the day when that shadow dissipates from her heart.
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"Momo, you're back, you disappeared after class, and I thought you were missing again!"
As soon as Feng Moyin returned to the classroom, Yi Xiaomei posted it all over.
There was also an English test in the afternoon, and most of the students chose to stay in the classroom to revise.
The three of them gathered around a table, whispering, and the afternoon sun shining through the window, gilding the three of them with a golden glow.
The three little heads, or beautiful and lovely, or delicate and cute, or delicate and pleasant, attracted the boys in the class to frequently turn their heads and look secretly.
Since Han Lili died, the three of them have become a beautiful scenery in the class.
Previously, due to Han Lili's pressure, the three of them were always isolated, of course, this was because Ling Xianya and Yi Xiaomei didn't like to bully others, if the two of them showed their identities casually like Han Lili, there would be no Han Lili arrogant.
Of course, Feng Moyin automatically ignored it, just the cowardly and timid character before, she has always been a transparent person in the class, if it weren't for her brother who was the first in the grade and won the municipal and national awards many times, almost no one would know her.
This is a dispensable person with no sense of existence!
"As for it? This campus is so big, it's exam time again, and the school is so strict, how can it be possible to let unidentified people in? You're just too suspicious. ”
Feng Mo smiled, his heart was warm, and it felt good that someone cared.