The days pass by in a hurry, like fine sand in the gap between your fingers. The tighter you hold, the more you miss it.
A week passed, and Keigo Ishibe and Yumi Fujiwara almost all quarrel every day, and their relationship seemed to be getting better and better. They still like to call themselves my uncle or my lady.
However, it was no longer the same as before.
But Yinyu became the person who was adjusting between them, the irrelevant but very important person
She always smiled and stared at the quarrel between them, but only she knew that she had really lost the peace she had in the past. Every day, every moment, it seemed like she was suffering some torture.
Even if it hurts, she still has to laugh, right? This is her. What else can she do besides laughing? She has lost the courage to cry
She leaned against the window, and the sunlight reflected from the glass shone into the classroom, it also fell on her face, which was a little lost. She was getting quieter and more unhappy.
The forced laughter every day seems to have become a new habit.
"Keigo Jibe, I want to have a drink." Fujiwara Yumi put one hand in her waist and slapped the wind on her face with the other hand. It was so hot. Who did this good thing? She insisted that they go out for an outing on a hot day.
It's a bad idea, it really makes her so hot
"You want to drink a drink, what's the matter with Mr. Guanmo?" Keigo Jibu leaned against the shade of the tree, opening his mouth lazyly, his short purple hair was flat against his face, and there was also some thin sweat on his face.
Fujiwara Yumi put down her hand, looked at the sun in the sky, turned around, and made a face at him, "Hmph, if you don't go, I will go by myself, I will be thirsty to you when I'll be thirsty."
"It's really troublesome, okay, I'll accompany you." He pinched his high nose bridge, then walked to Yinyu, blocked the light on her face, stretched out his hand, and brought her hat on her head downwards.
He ordered, "Stand here and don't move, we will be back soon."
"Well" Yin Yu nodded, and the brim of the hat successfully covered her dim eyes at this moment
"Hey, Keigo Jibe, please hurry up, okay?" Fujiwara Yumi was already standing in the distance and started shouting.
"I am here, such a magnificent woman." He said unhappily, squinted his eyes and looked at the sun in the sky. The weather was really disappointing.
He took out his cell phone from his pocket and called their housekeeper.
After they left for a long time, Yin Yu stood under the shade of the tree without leaving, standing quietly, and she raised her head, and there was no two people appear at the end of the road.
There was a very sad wound on my face
This is the feeling of heartbeat, the feeling of heartbeat, the feeling of heartbeat, and the feeling of heartbeat. She once again felt it clearly
Do you still dare to think that he likes you?
No, no, he doesn't like you, who will like you, who will even lose his life at any time?
She stretched out her hand to cover her chest, and a teardrop slowly fell on her face, which fell under her sharp chin. There was a small girl inside. It didn't matter. She wiped the tears from her face.
Cry, don't cry, no one likes it, she and herself
Standing up straight, she looked at the watch on her wrist, time passed by minute by minute, but she was abandoned here by him, alone, lonely, only she
A car parked beside her, the car door opened, the driver walked out of the car and respectfully opened the car door.
"Miss Sayer, please get in the car. Mr. Jingwu has already given instructions to take you back to school first, and he will arrive later."
Yin Yu was still staring at a certain point in the road, her eyes were dull and it turned out that his world had never been hers.
Getting into the car, she dropped the leather-blocking glass a little, and the wind blowing in through the window kept shaking the hair on her forehead and also shaking her thoughts.
Before she started, she had already started to learn to miss her
The car stopped, and under the red light, the traffic kept moving forward. When their car stopped, she occasionally turned her head and looked outside, but could no longer move her eyes. Under the grounded floor-to-ceiling window, two people were sitting, a man
A girl, a boy is elegant and handsome, and a girl is lively and beautiful, like a beautiful and gorgeous scenery, which makes people unable to help but stay and stop and watch.
She lowered her head and let the wind outside the car blow in, drying the wetness on her face
The car drove again and left again with her broken happiness
Only the two familiar faces of the boy and girl in front of the floor-to-ceiling window appeared in front of her from time to time, and there was a sharp pain in her heart.