Han Siyou's upper fists clenched and tightened, and his fists loosened and tightened. He gritted his teeth and watched as Liang Yimo got into a taxi on the roadside and drove away. He kicked the trash can on the roadside angrily, turned around and sat down.
Got into the car.
What happened to him? He had already violated many principles for this woman. He wanted to take out her heart and see what color it was.
Liang Yimo asked the taxi driver to park the car by the road and returned to the villa along the asphalt road.
"Miss Liang, you are back." The housekeeper always stood at the door meticulously to welcome her back.
"Yeah." Liang Yimo nodded.
She went to the bedroom on her own, climbed on the bed and absorbed the scent of Ye Chen. For the first time in more than 20 years, she experienced the feeling of love.
In the evening, the housekeeper knocked on the door and told her the news: Ye Chen will not be back tonight, he will stay in Ye Mansion.
Feeling a little disappointed, Liang Yimo stood at the door and said to the housekeeper with a smile, "I understand."
Then she turned around and stopped looking at the housekeeper who was hesitant to speak. It was not until she sat quietly by the bed and heard the sighing and closing of the door that she finally woke up. Ye Chen would not be back tonight.
It's normal for him not to come back. Ye Mansion is his home and this is just his place to stay. Even if he doesn't need to say hello, she won't say anything.
What opinion can she have?
She has been passive all this time, and she can only accept everything he does to her. She has not forgotten that this is also a black transaction.
At night, Liang Yimo woke up from the cold. She habitually stretched her hand to the side, but there were empty and cold sheets, so Liang Yimo completely lost sleep.
I sat on the bed holding my cold body and looked at everything in the room until dawn.
Oh, it’s really useless!
There was a touch of bitterness at the corner of Liang Yimo's mouth, and the bitterness reached into his heart.
In just a few months, she has become like this. A man's sweet words and secret words are often like a candied fruit dipped in honey. It will slowly melt when it enters your mouth, quickly lurk in your body, and occupy your heart.
Zheng Ying'er agreed to go to school. She packed up early and put on a light layer of makeup. Under the worried eyes of the housekeeper and Yunzhu, she declined the driver's pick-up and walked for thirty minutes to the bus.
I waited for the bus bound for University F at the sign.
Although it is late autumn, you can still see shirtless boys running on the basketball court on the playground of F University, and a group of women who are always doing nothing surround them and scream at high decibels.
The autumn maple leaves were blown by the wind and fell on the path. The fiery red maple leaves were comparable to the bright flowers blooming in February. Their lives finally drew a perfect mark at the last moment.
Nothing changed when Liang Yi came to school, except that his palms felt a lot colder.
"Liang Yimo...wait...wait..." A voice called her from behind.
Turning around, she saw Zheng Ying'er running towards her out of breath with a long red face. She stopped and stared at her.
"Hi, Liang Yimo... hoo..." Zheng Ying'er stopped beside her. She held Liang Yimo's slender arms with both hands. She was out of breath, and it took her a long time to say, "I thought you wouldn't come.
Woolen cloth."
With excitement on her face, she said with longing, "We will really be friends from now on, and I won't let anyone bully you."
Bully her?
Liang Yimo looked at herself and then at Zheng Ying'er. She was 1.68 meters tall and had a longer figure. Zheng Ying'er was obviously a head shorter than her. If she was bullied, she would not be able to protect her in time. Not only did she feel a little
funny.
However, this sentence moved her very much and touched a line of defense deep in her heart. She had thought that no one would say this to her except Xiaoxuan. It was naive but very touching.
There is a feeling of tears streaming down my face.
One day, she saw the shadow of Xiaoxuan in Zheng Ying'er. He left like this when he was only sixteen years old. Suddenly she saw Zheng Ying'er's bright smile, like a sunflower, very close to her.
"Okay." Liang Yimo smiled.
Xiaoxuan, have you seen it?
A girl said that she wanted to protect her sister and not let others bully me. Could she be the angel you sent to be by my side to accompany me? Thank you very much for bringing her to my side.
"Oh my God, your smile is so beautiful. If you don't do it, I'll get a nosebleed." Zheng Ying'er exaggeratedly pinched her nose and raised her head, which made Liang Yimo speechless.
If she remembered correctly, she should be the campus beauty of F University, but she looked very straightforward like this, and her mood was not so solemn.
"I know I'm a talker." Liang Yimo said with a strange voice and glanced at her.
The two walked into the classroom chatting and laughing together, and Liang Yimo discovered that Zheng Yinger was really in the same class as her. She naturally moved all her textbooks to Liang Yimo and sat down, ignoring the strange looks from others.
What gives Liang Yimo a headache is that her first class is Master Miejie’s class. According to Zheng Ying’er’s introduction, Master Miejie has been very angry recently because of her husband’s cheating, and she has gone through early menopause. Now no one in the class is rushing to attend her class.
It's a small move, it's best not to mess with this woman.
Liang Yimo actually didn't know much about this math teacher. She never skipped classes at school before and cherished her precious time. Every teacher had the same feeling when giving lectures. She didn't have any special ideas. She just felt that this was the case.
The math teacher is very serious. Now that I heard Zheng Ying'er's gossipy talk, I took another look at this math teacher during class.
"Liang Yimo, what's on my face? Why don't you just stare at me?" The math teacher spotted the wandering Liang Yimo in the crowd at a glance. She said angrily, "You think school is a place where you can come and leave whenever you want."
Are you leaving? If you don't like my class, you can leave."
It's not her fault. Liang Yimo often doesn't come to class, especially her classes. In fact, she has deliberately cultivated this student since she enrolled in school. She has paid attention to her for a long time and found that she is very attentive in class. Even if she doesn't come to class often, she still studies.
She is still among the top in the school, but a few months ago Liang Yimo openly left her class without even an explanation, which challenged her prestige. Now she has just divorced, and she just broke up with her husband and that vixen.
After meeting him, he was so angry that he was looking for a place to vent his anger, so he became even more bitter and mean to Liang Yimo.
"This is a school. If you are thinking of using some means to confuse those men, you should leave here." Apparently, the photo incident two months ago still had an impact even though someone came forward to clarify it.
The math teacher was obviously angry when she saw Liang Yimo's aloof look. Men just like those beautiful women, and she felt even more contemptuous. In other words, she hated all beautiful women and had lost her teacher's ethics.