In the restaurant, Fan Zixuan stared at her tenderly and said, "This way I can take better care of you."
The senior is tall, handsome, smart and capable. Such a person will be the prince charming in the eyes of many girls.
The light in his eyes was very soft and shining, which made her dazzled, as if there was a pair of gentle and affectionate eyes looking at her, making her almost have the urge to agree.
"Senior, what was I like before?"
Song Xue asked softly. Was she gentle before? Was she innocent? Was she lively? Or was she a willful and unruly girl?
"You are very quiet. You are always quiet, but people cannot ignore your inner qualities. As long as they stare at you, they will never be able to look away."
Fan Zixuan said seriously, staring at her. Because he was the most talented person in the department, he had the honor to be the department representative to speak at the International Trade Center Freshman Entrance Ceremony.
There, he saw her as a new student for the first time. She was sitting quietly on the left side, with the shining neon lights shining over her. She was like a pearl in the deep sea, glowing mysteriously.
He couldn't look away. Even when his classmates pushed him onto the stage, he cast his eyes in her direction and stared at her.
Looking at the gentle and affectionate eyes of her senior, she imagined that another pair of gentle and affectionate eyes were looking at her. She looked at him steadily, feeling confused.
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At night, after playing the piano, she hugged her knees and sat in front of the window sill.
At this time, there was a gentle knock on the door, and Song Minghai walked in with a bowl of ginseng soup.
"Xiaoxue, please drink a bowl of ginseng soup later. This ginseng soup is very tonic. You have been very busy at work recently and need to recuperate your body."
"Thank you, Dad." She responded obediently.
Song Minghai put the ginseng soup on the table in front of her, looked at her melancholy eyes, walked over and asked with concern:
"What are you thinking about? Are you thinking about Fan Zixuan?"
He knew that Fan Zixuan had been passionately pursuing his daughter in the past few months. Fan Zixuan was smart and capable, and he was gentle and considerate to his daughter. It would be a good thing if his daughter could be with him.
However, it depends on the daughter's wishes. If the daughter doesn't like it, she can't force the relationship.
"Well, Dad, did I have a boyfriend before?"
She asked softly. She had also asked this question before, but her brother and father said they didn't know. Could it be that she secretly went on a date with another boy and didn't tell her family?
"Xiaoxue." Song Minghai looked at her confused eyes, sighed, sat next to her and said sincerely:
"After you lost your memory, you were crying all the time when you were in a coma. When you encountered a car accident, the tears on your face were not dry. If you really had a boyfriend, it was also a painful experience."
He held his daughter's hand and said seriously: "Since it is a painful past, why not forget it."
They feel guilty about her, but they are not sincerely treating her well. He and Xiaoqi have already treated her as a real daughter and sister. I hope she can be happy, I hope she can be happy, as long as they are good to her, they will spend all their time.
Try your best to help her do it.
"Yes, Dad, maybe I should forget everything about the past."
Song Xue leaned her head on her father's shoulder. Maybe her previous boyfriend broke up with her and she was heartbroken. Or maybe the man betrayed her and she stumbled into a car accident.