Chapter Thirty-Four: The Eyes That Pierce People's Hearts
Jun Changqian inevitably discovered the burn mark on the back of my hand. He was used to holding me or holding me when he saw me, and by chance, this hand was held by him and touched the wound.
, my slight trembling made him suspicious. He lowered his head and took a closer look with his hands, and found traces of redness.
With his eyebrows furrowed, Jun Changqian turned around and glanced at the entire hall, then lowered his voice and asked me: "Who did the perm?"
I lowered my eyebrows and said, "Myself."
Jun Changqian frowned even more tightly and sighed with a hint of sigh in his voice: "Why are you so careless?"
I bit my lip and didn't answer.
Jun Changqian knew that his blaming made me unhappy, so he moved his eyes, changed the topic and asked me: "What do you want to eat tonight?"
He stopped emphasizing this topic, and naturally I wouldn't be stupid enough to bother with it. I thought about it and was about to answer when I heard his cell phone ringing again. After glancing at the screen of his cell phone, Jun Changqian pressed the call button.
Look at me: "Huh?"
I want to say that his cell phone rang again. Jun Changqian answered it helplessly, and his voice suddenly dropped several times: "What's the matter? Do you still need to modify it? Mr. Zhu, I'm afraid Jun Cheng can't complete your request. Don't you?"
I think this is the most perfect plan. If Mr. Zhu is still not satisfied, Jun will have to break the contract. And..." He looked at me, paused and said: "If you have any questions, please contact Jun Cheng directly.
Mr. Yu, thank you."
His gesture of hanging up the phone was crisp and clear. He only saw my reflection, my facial features that have not yet grown, and my delicate little face. Julie's young and charming face flashed in my mind, looking at the things he put in his pocket.
Cell phone, I said: "How about, let's go eat steak."
I don’t know why I want to eat steak. I just want to be alone with him in a quiet place and do low-key things that only the two of us participate in, which gives me some kind of satisfaction.
The second time I came to take a Taekwondo class, my teacher was replaced by the boy who was about 16 or 17 years old. He was wearing a white Taekwondo uniform with a belt around his waist. His kicks were so sharp that he knocked over several people and fought with him.
The young man did not give me a reason to refuse.
He only taught me basic skills. After all, I was only here for the second time, and I couldn't expect to master the magic skills overnight. When he corrected my posture, he specifically focused his eyes on the back of my burned hands, and then his eyes converged.
, as if he had never seen anything.
While I was resting, I had a cup of lemon tea in my hand, freshly brewed lemonade with a delicate fragrance.
"Cen Yetong." He sat on the swing next to me, swinging slightly, not looking at me, and said to himself: "You don't need to tell me, I know your name is Jun Buyu!"
He is not in our class, but I have seen his name. In the last monthly exam, he ranked first in his grade. He took away my throne. At that time, I was still wondering who this dark horse was.
"I know you can hear, otherwise you wouldn't be studying at Shengya. If I remember correctly, you should be able to speak, and the song "Rain in the Rain" last time matched well."
His eyes were sharp and insightful. I don't know why he was able to speak that day, not only to Mr. Hua, but also to him. But obviously, he had no intention of asking further questions, and he didn't say anything more.
, leaning on the swing, swinging every time. At that time, the autumn sun was setting in the west, and the setting sun was like blood.
This is what Jun Changqian saw. Under the background of the setting sun, a boy and a girl sat side by side on the indoor swing, each holding a cup of scented tea, and occasionally looking at each other.
When I turned around to find out what Sum Yetong wanted to express, I saw Jun Changqian standing outside. I don't know why, but I subconsciously wanted to explain.
