"It was my original intention, but it was no longer the case..."
"Why?"
"Because I find that I am also daydreaming seriously. Why do I look at you like a familiar person... Xiaofeng..."
If any man had said this, it would have been somewhat frivolous, but when Ye Jia said it, it was completely justified.【26nbsp;】
Feng Feng smiled: "Thank you, Dr. Ye."
Ye Jia was stunned for a moment and shook his head. For the first time, he felt that the title "Doctor Ye" was a bit harsh, so he smiled and said, "Call me Ye Jia."
She was happy for no reason, and suddenly felt that this meal was really delicious. Feng Feng laughed, and felt so relaxed. Ye Jia saw her smiling like a child, and couldn't help but feel happy, thinking that this girl is really
interesting.
The two started chatting from daydreams. Feng Feng was very interested in this information these days because of his own experiences and meeting Ye Jia. He searched a lot on the Internet and learned a lot. This was originally what Ye Jia was studying.
Expertise, there is nothing more enjoyable than talking to a scholar about his expertise.
After chatting, he realized that the girl in front of him was well-read, ranging from astronomy and geography to military history and even sports news and cutting-edge weapons... No matter what topic, she could pick up on it, her vision was very broad, and she liked to speak eloquently.
. He felt that this was a really strange and pleasant conversation, especially when talking about Freud, her and his views were surprisingly consistent and complementary to each other. The two of them chatted more and more enthusiastically, and before they knew it, it was already ten o'clock.
Much more.
Feng Feng looked at the time. She didn't want to leave so soon. After talking so much, she still hadn't told Ye Jia the story about herself and Gaye because she didn't know how to speak, even though Ye Jia mentioned it several times.
, she spread her arms lightly.
However, Ye Jia still asked: "Xiaofeng, do I look similar to someone you know?"
She nodded hesitantly.
"Where's your friend?"
She hesitated and whispered: "He is already dead."
Ye Jia was silent. He originally wanted to ask about her vicious "friend" with violent tendencies, but seeing that she didn't want to mention it, he didn't take the initiative to ask. He quietly looked at her and found that she didn't look like him physically or mentally.
Since I had been treated violently, I decided not to ask.
Feng Feng didn't know what to say. Those past experiences came to mind one by one. She was so eager to talk to Ye Jia happily, and even cried bitterly.