The young master's concern
He stood there.
When he came back from outside, he had already changed into a casual at-home outfit. The dark blue stripes of cold colors should be warm clothes, but he wore a noble temperament.
His eyes are long, and when he looks at people, he seems to be separated by a layer of fog, as if he can't really see it, and he doesn't implement it, and his alienated temperament is like creating smoke for self-defense.
His question made Jiang Chacha a little confused.
But she quickly reacted and understood his intentions.
She is also concerned about her brother's condition.
Even if this younger brother is her fiction.
It turned out that he transferred 10,000 yuan to her last time, and it turned out that he still had this intention.
A star that was suffocating just now was poked like this.
Just now she blamed him for becoming indifferent, and his sudden and calm concern now moved her very much.
It's that she thinks too much.
He hasn't changed at all.
It was she who judged him with the heart of a villain.
Her fingers clenched tightly.
She clenched the vase in her hand harder, and showed him a sincere smile, her dimples were deep, "Thank you young master for your concern, my brother is already fine." ”
The clouds on the horizon blocked a little of the sun, and the wind pushed them away.
In an instant, the sky brightened, and in those few seconds, the light that came through the glass from the balcony seemed to have become more, and the sun was dazzling, and the black hair on the side of her face turned white.
The flower she was holding in her hand, the water droplets on the fresh petals shone crystal clear in the sunlight, but they were not as bright as the light in her eyes.
It was the first time Bian Jichen could see her eyes so clearly.
The sun shone out her original pupils.
Her pupils are light brown.
At this moment, a sudden wind outside blew the sky-blue curtain beside him, and the curtain swelled, blown out of the shape of the wind, and also blocked the skylight.
Bian Jichen watched the sunlight fade from her, and her body was shrouded in a faint shadow, and he couldn't see her light brown eyes clearly.
The second they looked at each other.
The brown pupils gave him a strong sense of familiarity.
This sense of familiarity seemed to be tangible, as if it was close at hand, as if he could reach out and grab it casually.
He really stretched out his hand.
Just about to catch it, only a few centimeters away from it.
I was spoiled by the howling wind.
And the feeling just now, because of the disappearance of the pupils, is like a broken line, and he will never see a shadow again.
It's such a beautiful brown color, and when you look at it carefully, it seems that there is a magic power that wants to swallow you into it.
He seemed to have remembered something.
I have to think about it now, but I can't think about it.
Bian Jichen stood opposite, bowed his head coldly, and walked away.
Although he only said one or two words to her today, there seemed to be a warm current in her heart, warm, so when she was working today, she maintained a happy mood, and the corners of her mouth rose lightly.
The work of a maid is tedious and boring.
Such a large mansion, even if it is down to a small step, needs to be scrubbed regularly every day to maintain the magnificence and solemnity of this western-style building.
In the following time, Jiang Chacha never saw Bian Jichen again.
But when she was in the back garden, she saw the figure of the dog he raised, Xiao 8.
As a dog, Xiao 8 is also quite pampered in the pet world.
It was enough to see from the shiny white hair of its oily white hair in the sun.
It is being fed at this time.
Its delicate plate with cooked meat is still picky, so fragrant, it only takes a bite or two, and it is not in the mood to eat it.
Like a little princess.
Jiang Chacha once again lamented that she didn't live like a dog.
By the time she got off work, it was already evening.
She took off her maid's outfit and walked for a long time before she walked out of the large courtyard of the Bian family.
After walking out the gate, she had to walk a long way to find a nearby bus stop.
Carrying a canvas bag, she stood at the bus stop and used her mobile phone to check how long the bus was coming.
As a result, she didn't wait for the bus, but waited for Bian Jichen's Rolls-Royce.
The window of the back seat slowly rolled down, revealing a handsome face that should have appeared in an international print magazine.
Jiang Chacha stared at him suspiciously.
Bian Jichen said lightly: "Get in the car." ”
His tone was as calm as the weather today, as calm as if it was her daily routine to ride in his car.
Jiang Chacha pinched the canvas bag strap on her shoulder, which frightened her and took a step back, she looked at him vigilantly, "Young Master, this is ......"
What are you going to do??!
It's not going to send her home!
But the last time she lied was in a ravine, and she would never forget the night she was in the dark around the fields of the village and she was in a panic.
The deserted scene with only the sound of dogs barking in the distance made her feel as if someone was following her all the time, and she never wanted to go through it again!
As a result, the slightly chilling male voice came over again.
His bony fingers rested on the car glass and tapped slowly.
"Take you to the hospital to see your brother."
Hearing this, her eyes flashed several times.
(End of chapter)