Yang Bingbing suddenly woke up from her dream, and a strong sense of panic still did not dissipate from her heart.

I can't remember what dreams I had, but in short, it was a very bad dream. Yang Bingbing, who is still not used to jet lag, grabbed the quilt and looked out the window, a faint light flowed from the gap in the beautiful lace curtains.

With his head still groggy, Yang Bingbing held his chest and eased for a while, then got up and went to the bathroom to wash.

I still can't like everything here, the eyes of relatives, the little desires in the hearts of all kinds of people. Lin Lin is intertwined, making Yang Bingbing feel like he is being watched by countless eyes.

Even so, Yang Bingbing still tried to face it with her chest up, and she knew that she would always have to face it. Whether it's good or bad, you always have to solve your own problems.

Walking barefoot alone in the room, the silent Yang Bingbing was still trying to remember the nightmare just now. Most girls are sensitive by nature, and even if they don't believe in premonitions, they will panic at nightmares and ominous symbols.

After thinking for a while, Yang Bingbing wanted to call Su Yifan, and felt that he should be on the way to dinner with someone at this time, so he picked up the phone and put it back in its place.

After changing into the plain coat he brought, Yang Bingbing walked down the stairs on the third floor. Mrs. Yang prepared a variety of beautiful little dresses and the most popular women's clothes of the season, and Yang Bingbing didn't bother to take a look. She once dared to dress so simply at a family banquet, she didn't care about other people's eyes at all, and it didn't take long for her to return to her usual style.

Of course, more importantly, no one dares to teach Yang Bingbing a lesson, even if Mrs. Yang speaks to this daughter, she is careful, and others will naturally not criticize Yang Bingbing's dress.

Yang Bingbing knew that those people might laugh at herself in her heart, or mock her secretly, but she really didn't care.

To be a person who dares to respect himself all the time, there is no need to cater to others, this is what Yang Bingbing learned from Cheng Shuixin.

Walking to the first floor with a very light footstep, Yang Bingbing was still not surprised to see Mrs. Yang standing at the top of the stairs, no need to ask if breakfast must be placed on the dining room table, fresh and warm.

Mrs. Yang has been expressing everything very carefully, she looked at Yang Bingbing, her eyes were full of tenderness and distress.

"Awake? Why don't you sleep more? ”

Yang Bingbing is now able to talk to her mother freely, and she feels that this kind of progress is not small: "I can't sleep, I want to go out for a walk." ”

"Where do you want to go? I'll go with you. ”

Yang Bingbing shook his head: "I want to go around, just go alone." ”

Although such an answer did not surprise Mrs. Yang, she was still inevitably disappointed, but she did not continue to insist.

"Oh...... Well, I'll let Anne follow you, you be careful and safe. ”

Yang Bingbing smiled: "New York is not as terrible as you imagined, right?" ”

When Mrs. Yang saw her daughter smiling, she felt as if her heart suddenly relaxed, and said with a smile: "Any city has a terrible side, it just depends on whether you have the opportunity to contact it." You go, now you have breakfast and then go, it's always okay, right? ”

Yang Bingbing did not refuse Mrs. Yang's request this time, sat down in the dining room in a proper manner, ate the breakfast that Mrs. Yang prepared for herself, and got up to say thank you.

This made Mrs. Yang, who was watching her daughter eat breakfast all the time, very uncomfortable, and she had to say thank you for eating the breakfast made by her own mother, and it was clear that she was still outside.

In fact, looking at Yang Bingbing, whose actions and etiquette are close to perfection, Mrs. Yang was also confused. Is it better to give people a daughter who looks excellent and delicate like this, or is it a daughter who is on her knees and has a little awkwardness in her various requirements? No one can say which is right and which is wrong, Mrs. Yang only knows that her daughter is still in front of her, and all this is enough to satisfy her.

"I told Anne to get the car ready." Mrs. Yang was always a little flustered in front of her daughter, "Where are you going today?" ”

Yang Bingbing put her hands together and stood in front of her mother, who was already taller than Mrs. Yang, and her smile was still calm.

"I don't know the road, I just go out and go around casually, without a car."

Mrs. Yang knew that her daughter didn't want to go with her, so she didn't mention it again. Yang Bingbing also knew that she couldn't refuse all of Mrs. Yang's requests, so she would bring Annie. The tacit understanding between the mother and daughter is like a wordless code, which can be completed without confirming each other.

Yang Bingbing, who insisted on walking, said that he would not go far, and such an early morning was indeed too early for New York, a city that never sleeps all night. After seriously admonishing Anne, Mrs. Yang watched Yang Bingbing run briskly and leave the villa.

Americans' enthusiasm for running is incomprehensible, and the craze has even affected many Asians in the United States. Ms. Yang's actions made her look more like a girl who grew up in the United States than a little girl who had just come to the United States from a small city in China.

Anne, who woke up earlier than Yang Bingbing, was still wearing sunglasses and running behind Yang Bingbing, and the distance between the two was the kind of thing that could rush over without affecting Yang Bingbing's mood. Anne has always had a good grasp of this detail, but it was her typical Asian facial contours and perfect body that caught the attention of some athletic youth, and she had already whistled several times as she crossed the first street.

On the contrary, Yang Bingbing, who was dressed plainly, was not harassed by anyone despite his outstanding appearance. Anne's gaze kept on Yang Bingbing, enjoying the early morning air of New York.

Starting from the Yang family's mansion, the two of them ran for a distance, and there was a neighborhood park in front of them. Yang Bingbing ran aimlessly, imagining what Su Yifan would look like in the morning.

If I could run with Su Yifan in such a fresh morning, would I be in a better mood?

Such ideas are a bit bold, a little blushing, and more of an anticipation. Yang Bingbing raised her pretty face, her beautiful single ponytail fluttered in the sun that had just begun to rise, and her mood began to get better as if she had flown up.

Youth is like this, the bad mood of the overnight may turn into a butterfly after an early morning and fly into the distance, and what remains in place is always the admiration of beauty. Yang Bingbing slowly became calmer as she ran and breathed, and she felt that she was beginning to have the courage to face the chaos in front of her.

Having made up her mind in her heart, Yang Bingbing decided to run for a while, then buy a street ice cream and go back, and then talk to Mrs. Yang about her plans.

That kind of plan is estimated to be slowly perfected and sublimated in Cheng Shuixin's heart, right? Yang Bingbing felt that she should speed up her pace a little, she hoped that she could do something to prove herself like Su Yifan, and use this as a new starting point for her life.

Running slowly along the path in the neighborhood park, Yang Bingbing saw countless people.

The old, the children, the young. Both men and women seem to be focused on their own worldly realms. Many morning joggers wear headphones, are silent in the music, and run according to their own set lines without stopping.

yes, this is New York, and everybody has their own New York.

Yang Bingbing was in a trance for a moment, looked up at the clouds in the sky, and then ran to an ice cream stall in the park.

It's hard to imagine that there are ice cream sellers starting to open so early, and are Americans really as lazy as they are ridiculed in the chat of their classmates at home?

With such doubts, Yang Bingbing greeted the bearded stall owner in a light blue sweatshirt with the dollars in his pocket: "Two ice creams, vanilla and original." ”

This is what Wang Fang mentioned at the previous dinner when he was courteous to himself, and it is said that the best ice cream in the neighborhood. Although Wang Fang boasted that he wanted Yang Bingbing to taste the handmade ice cream that claimed to cost more than 700 US dollars a pound, Yang Bingbing still chose to come out and buy a popular tasting.

I don't want to accept everyone's kindness, except for Mrs. Yang, who is my mother, and refusal will not bring a better result. Yang Bingbing has her own principles, and others will not understand her principles at all.

After buying the ice cream, Yang Bingbing turned around and handed it to Anne, who was not far from him.

"Let's eat together."

Anne likes vanilla-flavored things, which is the result of Yang Bingbing's careful observation, she occasionally chooses a lot of strange flavors when she chooses at her own time, but vanilla is obviously the most frequent.

There is no reason for Anne to refuse Yang Bingbing's kindness, after this period of getting along, Anne is also accustomed to some characteristics of Yang Bingbing, and naturally takes the ice cream. The two of them changed from running to walking, and the state became very leisurely.

There are quite a few people who come out early in the morning to run, but there is definitely no such chic sight as the fierce early morning crowds in domestic parks. Since Yang Bingbing didn't mind, Anne walked side by side with Yang Bingbing, like a pair of Chinese sisters, holding ice cream in their hands, which made people look very pleasing to the eye.

The two of them walked quietly in the park, and Yang Bingbing suddenly said, "I'll stay in the United States for about another week and then go back." ”

Anne didn't show surprise, she was still holding the ice cream in one hand, and the action of eating the ice cream was not exaggerated, but there was a beauty that people couldn't help but sneak a few glances at.

Yang Bingbing didn't seem to expect any response from Annie, shook her head with a smile and said, "I don't like it here, it's really not suitable for me." ”

Anne thought for a moment before saying, "This is your home too." ”

"My home shouldn't have so many hypocritical politeness." Yang Bingbing's stubborn appearance was still beautiful, her eyes swept over the crowd of people coming and going around her, "Mrs. Yang's life should not be the same as my life, the expectations of parents are not equal to the expectations of children, she has long understood." ”

This time, Anne didn't say anything, she knew that when Yang Bingbing suddenly wanted to speak, it was actually after she had already made up her mind.

"I came back to tell those people that I was actually there all along, and that their worries were always there." Yang Bingbing looked at the sky in the distance and said in a low voice, "If there is really something, I will not run away." That's my attitude. ”

Anne said, "No one will be against you, and Madame Yang will not allow this to happen." ”

"But you still need to be by my side, don't you?" Yang Bingbing smiled at Anne beside her, "On my birthday next month, I want to go back to spend it with my friends." ”

Anne was really stunned this time.

The reason why Yang Bingbing wants to go back is actually as simple as that.

When you're happy, spend time with your friends.

"Although I am grateful to Mrs. Yang for giving birth to me and allowing me to enjoy so many lives that others can't enjoy." The smile on Yang Bingbing's face gradually faded, "But I still think that everything here is really annoying." ”

"I'll go back when I'm done talking to Mrs. Yang about me, I think she can understand."

After saying this, Yang Bingbing let out a sigh of relief, stopped and put the leftover ice cream wrappers in the roadside trash can.

Annie stood more than five or six steps away from Yang Bingbing, looking at this girl whose every move was full of pure feelings, and her heart was full of confusion.

Maybe it's just the relationship between the employer and the employee, but she still sympathizes with such an occasionally melancholy girl.

Just as she was about to go over and say something to Yang Bingbing, Anne had just taken a step when her eyes suddenly changed.

Someone is approaching Yang Bingbing, at a speed that is not an ordinary morning runner!