Iman didn't know how he went back with Sister Lin, but he felt that his mind was chaotic and indistinct. But the words that Yun Xue had said kept echoing in his ears.

Yes, it's not that she's not good enough, it's that she's not good at all. Whether it is appearance, talent, or taste, she feels that she can't handle it. And Cheng Xian, with handsome facial features and a successful career, never treats people badly. How could such an excellent man fall in love with her?

The appearance of one Yunxue is not enough to defeat her, but there must be thousands of Yunxue behind Chengxian. Sister Lin, who is close in front of her, has been by Chengxian's side for so many years, if she doesn't like her, Iman naturally doesn't believe it. And Huanhuan, the little girl liar, and the cheers of those high school students. She's not stupid, she understands.

There are many people who like Chengxian, including Iman himself, who also likes this man more and more.

After taking a shower, I lay on the bed, dazed, and my eyes looked out of the window, only to see the white floor-to-ceiling windows. Before the window was closed, the wind blew the curtains and blew into Iman's eyes, which was a little astringent.

It seems that the winter days are getting drier.

He fell asleep as if it had been 10,000 years. When I woke up, it seemed to be dark, and the room was so dark that I could hardly see anything, except for a few faint rays of light coming from the window.

Iman got up and turned on the light, and there was a wall clock on the opposite wall, which made a ticking sound, which was particularly loud in the lonely time at this moment. It was as if it had struck people's hearts.

The room was large, but there were very few decorations, and as far as the eye could see, there were floor-to-ceiling curtains hanging on one side of the window, and only a wall clock on the opposite side of the bed, and an oversized wardrobe on the other, and all that was left was the bed and the wooden floor carved with small flowers.

Cheng Xian was right, the former Iman never cared about this, no matter what existed in this family, and only wanted to escape. But at this moment, she really wanted to stay and live a down-to-earth life with Cheng Xian, so she also began to pay attention to the things around her.

It's already seven o'clock, but Cheng Xian hasn't come back yet. Iman suddenly realized that Cheng Xian should not call him, so he missed Cheng Xian's call.

She began to complain to herself, it was better not to sleep.

But where did the mobile phone go, there was no one on the bed, no one in the pocket of the coat, and all the places in the room, large and small, but there was nothing.

Seeing that Iman was already sweating hot, it happened that Sister Lin was knocking on the door, and after knocking three times, she came in automatically.

"Miss Yi woke up? I was about to wake you up. ”

When Iman saw Sister Lin coming, he didn't pay attention to what she was saying, and hurriedly asked, "Sister Lin, have you seen my mobile phone?" ”

"Oh, didn't you put it in the living room, if there's anything important, I'll go get it for you."

"No, I'll get it myself." With that, Iman was already running downstairs.

Indeed, her phone is now lying honestly on the table in the living room. Iman hurriedly picked it up and looked at it, afraid that he would miss a phone call and a message from Cheng Xian. But when I picked it up, I found that there was nothing. She suddenly felt very lost, lost like never before.

At this time in the past, Cheng Xian would always send a text message to make fun of her for a while, but not today.

Habit is such a terrible thing, it imprisons others and itself.

Sister Lin had already dragged downstairs with thick cotton, and Iman realized that she came from barefoot, and when she looked down, her toes were already red, but she didn't feel cold. Maybe it's because the floor is covered with carpet, so I don't feel cold.

"Where's Cheng Xian, when will he come back?" Iman sat on the sofa and asked seemingly casually, but he was always waiting for Sister Lin's answer.

Sister Lin felt very uncomfortable in her heart, originally Iman should have been happy when she encountered this. After all, Iman is her rival, and if it weren't for Iman, maybe Mr. Cheng would be hers. But she was not as happy as she imagined, and even a little glad that it was Iman who was by Mr. Cheng's side.

If it were her, she would be facing the provocation of others, and she might not have the guts of Iman.

Therefore, she had a good impression of this girl, and her tone of voice softened a lot, "Mr. Cheng didn't say anything, I guess I'll be back soon." ”

Iman nodded mechanically, didn't say anything, didn't care, didn't ask, even Cheng Xian felt that she was useless.

Time passed very slowly, and Iman kept staring at his phone, but the screen of the phone never lit up. The people on TV are very noisy, harem dramas are like this, a large group of women have nothing to do, and they have to make you die to be willing.

In fact, they are not vicious in their bones, but life is too boring, and they always have to find something to do for themselves.

Sister Lin came to call Iman to eat, "Mr. Cheng said that he might come back later today, let's eat first." ”

Iman shook his head and said, "Eat, I'm not hungry, so I'll go upstairs first." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a feeling of nausea came, and he couldn't help but run to the bathroom.