I lay on the pillow with my eyes wide open. After I shed those tears in front of him, my eyes were dry and I had no intention of crying anymore. It was just that the anger in my heart was stuck and I couldn't get out, and I felt very uncomfortable.
"Speechless? Uncle Zhong will make your favorite oyster omelet. You take a rest first and come down to eat later." Uncle Zhong's oyster omelet is very delicious. He used to always tease me and say that when I get good grades, he will
Or something else, he would cook it for me. Because he is always hanging up, I rarely get to eat this dish, so it gets boring more slowly than other dishes. So far, it is still attractive to me.
But in my current state, how could I want to eat oyster omelette? But at this moment, someone refused on my behalf: "Uncle Zhong, she has eaten it!"
Jun Changqian's voice lacked any warmth, and Uncle Zhong muttered in reply: "Master, if you don't say anything about this..."
"Don't worry about her!" Jun Changqian's voice was still the same as before, so calm without any ripples, followed by a "bang" of the door closing.
He is angry! But isn’t it me who should be angry?
I forgot what time I fell asleep. Anyway, I tossed and turned for a long time. From then on, I officially lay on the same bed alone and no longer shared the same bed with Jun Changqian. I was still afraid when I closed my eyes.
When I opened my eyes, I subconsciously wanted to find a warm embrace, but when I thought of his voice without warmth and his heartless words, I couldn't help but grit my teeth angrily.
I had a lot of messy dreams during the night, sometimes it was Seng Yetong's teasing, sometimes it was Jun Changqian's advice and yelling, and there was someone vaguely patting me, and then I fell asleep in the faint fragrance of gardenia.
I set the alarm clock to six o'clock and got up early on purpose because I didn't want to see Jun Changqian. I knew I shouldn't be in a cold war. I would probably be the one who would suffer in the end if the cold war continued, but I couldn't help but be willful. I stuffed my wallet into my schoolbag.
Go out quietly.
I'm going to stay in a hotel tonight! I heard myself saying, since you don't need to worry about me, then it shouldn't be a problem if I don't go home, right?
Holding the strap of my schoolbag with both hands, I turned back to look at Jun Changqian's window. The curtains were not drawn, and there was a tall figure standing by the window. It was a bit far away, so I couldn't see the look in his eyes, but I felt angry and far away.
I was caught running away from home. Of course, what was even more annoying was that he didn't even call me to stop or put a packet of milk in my hand.
Sumino Hitomi seemed to be specially waiting for me. Although I got up at six o'clock, it took me more than half an hour to walk from the beach to the bus stop. Fortunately, I usually accompany Jun Changqian for walks.
The distance doesn't bother me at all.
After another fifteen minutes of waiting for the bus and nearly an hour's drive, I finally got off at the bus stop on the roadside outside the school.
Hitomi Sumino was waiting on that platform. He was wearing a blue school uniform, a blue suit jacket and a dark leather jacket. He was nearly 180 years old and very stylish. He was looking at his mobile phone, and there was something in the corner of his mouth.
The smile, reflected in the morning sun, is beautiful.
I don’t want to disturb him. Even though he stole my first kiss yesterday, if I come forward to take revenge now, I will probably end up being bullied by him. If I want to take revenge, I will naturally be unaware of it.
Method.
While I was looking at him, I moved in the opposite direction. When I was about to reach the zebra crossing not far from the platform, I was suddenly stopped.
