Chapter 156 Mind reading is just for you @fannyzhao the second star
"What? You don't like it?" He saw me in a daze, and felt a little anxious. The man who had always been as calm and gentle as water, remembered what Le Siyuan said before about him getting into chaos when things related to me, and he couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat.
When you stand here after experiencing so much and recall the past, you will feel how important it is to still be like this now.
I shook my head, closed the door, and stared at the mirror in a daze. Last night, I returned home and was in the same room with him. This means that my heart is already getting closer to him. So, do whatever you want.
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When I came out again, I had washed and tidied up, changed into home clothes, and looked fresh and refreshed.
Jun Changqian stood at the dining table, calling me over to have breakfast, putting down the omelette, looking up at me, and was stunned for a few seconds.
I walked over, pulled out a chair and sat down. The breakfast in front of me gave off a tempting aroma.
His skill in frying eggs has always been top-notch, and he can always fry the eggs until they are slightly burnt on both sides, but white and yellow in the middle. Inexplicably, he remembered that the day after Grandpa Jun’s birthday party, he fried eggs with ham next to them.
I made a sunflower using root vegetable leaves as branches. At that time, he cut it for me. I was still resenting him for being so cruel and actually destroying the beauty of that sunflower with my own hands.
"Today is the last day of this year. Everything will go well next year." He said and sat down next to me.
Recalling what the fortune teller said before, does that count as we have made it through? We will be happy in the future, right?
Sometimes people are very strange. When you make a choice or give an answer, you will subconsciously find various reasons and excuses to support your thoughts and actions, hoping that they are correct.
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I was eating my breakfast with my head down, and my hair on both sides fell down to my cheeks. Jun Changqian stood up, and when he came back he had a hairband in his hand.
When did he prepare these? Remembering the entire wardrobe in his apartment in Frankfurt Gardens, which was filled with women's clothes, I still thought he was perverted. He even prepared women's underwear.
But it turns out...
I raised my head and looked at him, why are you so nice to me?
He gently put the hairband on the top of my head to prevent the hair from falling down, then he said with a smile: "Not bad."
My face was slightly warm, and his fingertips had just touched my skin. The fear I had before for him no longer existed. The fear came from my heart, and everything changed with the change of my heart.
I lowered my head to prevent him from seeing my reddish cheeks. In the quiet morning, the sunlight leaked in from the balcony, and the birds stayed on the balcony and made chirping sounds. Although it was winter, I felt like spring was coming.
"Is there anywhere you want to go?" He asked for my opinion while eating, his thin lips moving slightly, still elegant.
I shook my head, and he thought for a moment and said, "How about going for a walk in the suburbs?" He asked cautiously, for fear that I would leave if I wasn't careful. I couldn't help but feel a pain in my heart, because all the cautiousness of this outstanding man was actually because of
I nodded subconsciously, even raised my head and smiled at him.
After Jun Changqian was stunned for a moment, he also smiled.
The misunderstandings between us and the harm we caused each other without knowing it seemed to be resolved at this moment. Smile is indeed the best communication tool.
He drove me on a trip and passed the International Mall and asked me if I had ever been in it. I shook my head. The International Mall was not a good existence for me. When it was about to open, I lost our child and even him.
Also lost.
He changed the topic and said: "Girl, after you graduate, how about we go back to City S?"
I am eager to ask for a promise from me, but at this moment, I am afraid to nod my head and agree to such a thing again.
He didn't answer, silently watching the changing scene outside the car window.
This time we were going to a small tea town, adjacent to City Q. When we got off the expressway, there were people waiting outside the expressway. I only knew that where he wanted to take me, there were only two of us, but unexpectedly, besides the company,
In addition to the subordinates in suits and ties, there were also reporters from TV stations and newspapers carrying cameras.
Jun Changqian stopped the car, and I got off the bus. I saw the word "love" on the bus full of people, and the huge banner showed that the purpose of this trip was not simple.
Secretary Jin led a forty-year-old man wearing a jacket and glasses to come forward and introduced: "This is General Manager Jun Changqian of Junshi, and this is Editor-in-Chief Liu of XX Newspaper."
Editor-in-chief Liu shook hands with Jun Changqian and said: "Our colleagues in the newspaper office and the children in the mountains are very happy to know that Mr. Jun will go there in person."
The commander responded modestly: "My schedule was originally full, but nothing compares to doing such a public welfare undertaking, so I asked Secretary Jin to make arrangements early in the morning."
I stood behind him, feeling slightly amused in my heart. Did Jun Changqian really want to come? Or did he bring me here because he knew I had nowhere to go in the morning? He actually said in a high-sounding way that nothing can compare to public welfare.
.As expected, people in the world must be hypocritical.
"It's getting late, let's set off immediately." Chief Editor Liu asked us to get in the car. Jun Changqian turned around, looked at his car, and said to Secretary Jin, "You go back to the company first." After saying that, he turned around and held mine.
Hands, got on the bus.
The car was full of people. In addition to Jun's colleagues, there were other companies that had contacted the newspaper. When they saw Jun Changqian, they all nodded.
Jun Changqian also responded one by one, walked to the back of the carriage, where there happened to be two seats left, and pulled me to sit down.
The bus is not as good as Jun Changqian's car, and it is the last seat. The mountain road is not easy to walk and is quite bumpy. Fortunately, I slept well last night and am in good spirits now. When I get off the highway and enter the county town, I can see a border.
In Qi's tea hills, the mountains are built into steps, and each step is filled with tea leaves.
Contrary to what I imagined, the tea tree is not very high, about a few centimeters above the knee. The tea leaves have not sprouted new buds at this time. Looking closer, it looks like the most ordinary tea leaves. But looking further,
But it is full of mountains and plains, which can be described as spectacular.
As the car bumped, my body swayed. Then I saw him reaching out his arms, holding me in his arms, and watching the scenery outside the window with me.
"The Tieguanyin we drink is produced here." He hugged me, brought me into his arms, adjusted my posture, and his soft voice sounded in my ears.
I was slightly stunned by this gesture. There were not only people from the newspaper, but also people from the TV station in the car. They took a few photos of us that seemed to be intimate, and then added some extravagance to it. Will he be pushed to the forefront? If so,
Someone dug up the photos of us together before. His and Ji Min'en's public image will be almost the same.
I moved, asking for a drink of water, and got out of his arms. Then I felt his arms stiffen, and then he let out an almost inaudible sigh, but his voice was still the same.
"The tea farmers here will pick the tea leaves and wholesale them to tea manufacturers. They have to go through many processes before they can be made..."
His voice was neither too loud nor too soft, low and pleasant. As the car gradually entered the countryside, Editor Liu distributed bread and water to the people in the car and said: "The place we are going to is called Huayuan Township, which is more than a month away from the county seat.
It’s an hour’s drive, and it’s mostly on mountainous roads. Our lunch will probably have to wait until around 1 p.m., so we might as well have something to eat.”
Jun Changqian took my share and thanked him in a low voice. Then he saw Editor Liu standing beside Jun Changqian holding the back of his chair and saying: "Our XX newspaper has always hoped to ask Mr. Jun to do a character article."
Exclusive interview, I wonder if you are willing?"
It seems imprudent to ask this kind of topic in such an environment. However, it is difficult for people in the newspaper office to see Jun Changqian in daily life. Most of the time, the company has an external public relations department, and all speeches are planned by the external public relations department.
organization, including press conferences.
Perhaps it was because he saw Jun Changqian looking good today that Editor Liu dared to invite him. Sure enough, Jun Changqian said: "I don't know my schedule at the moment. It seems that it won't work in the past half month. Let's do this.
, you can contact Secretary Jin later."
Being able to receive such a word from him is equivalent to giving a door card. Editor Liu probably didn't expect that for such a charity event, he actually made an appointment with Jun Changqian. A smile immediately appeared on his face, and he nodded repeatedly.
He nodded and walked away. But his last glance passed over me.
That slightly gossipy feeling made me slightly uneasy, so I had to look out the window. Now I was walking on the winding mountain road, probably to Huayuan Township. The road here has not yet been paved with cement. Our car passed by and I looked back.
, eyes full of flying dust.
And looking down, there are several families scattered in the mountain nest. I think it must be exceptionally beautiful and peaceful here at night when you look up at the stars. In the distance, the mountains are connected to the sky.
The clouds were like soft marshmallows, and I remembered the beginning again. The time when Jun Changqian promised to accompany me on a spring outing. The first time I took the initiative to approach him and kissed him on the face, it was like kissing a marshmallow.
of sweetness.
"What are you thinking about?" he asked, but it seemed that he knew what I was thinking about avoiding his hug by drinking water. He didn't get too close, but kept some distance.
I shook my head to show that I didn't think about anything. But I heard him say: "Look, if you live here at night, you can see the bright starry sky when you look up. It will be peaceful and beautiful."
He actually had the same idea as me? I turned my head to look at him in surprise. I saw him smile, his eyes flashing: "I can read minds, believe it or not?"
I looked at him blankly and heard him laugh again: "You must be saying you don't believe it!"
This scene is like a thirty-year-old man coaxing a little girl, but it is undeniable that he did guess what I was thinking. In other words, he did use his mind-reading skills. Inexplicably, I felt like I was in front of my eyes.
This man is so terrifying. As long as he uses his thoughts, no one will be able to escape from his grasp. But how can he care about other women in front of him?
