Dong Chenyi took in her actions one by one, his eyes were as deep as a deep pool, he lowered his head and drank the soup in the bowl quietly without saying a word.
In this lively atmosphere, the silence of the two people attracted the attention of others.
Chu Bingling didn't miss the moment when Dong Chenyi lowered his head, and his eyebrows furrowed slightly.
She explained clearly yesterday, why is there still no progress between them?
Mu Hanyue was a thoughtful person, and with a casual glance, she caught Chu Bingling's slightly frowning eyebrows, narrowed her eyes slightly, and thought to herself.
Mu Hanfeng did not tell Mu Hanyue about Miao Ling, and wanted to find a suitable opportunity to have a good talk with her. Mu Hanyue was indeed too busy yesterday, so he did not get involved with the seven groups.
That matter was what he was most worried about. If he didn't handle it well, he would never be able to feel at ease.
Compared with his worry and nervousness, Miao Ling was just the opposite, very natural and not worried at all.
They indeed take their own life and death very lightly, but they don't treat their loved ones that way.
Some people were happy and some were worried. This meal was the most painful meal Zizhu had ever had.
Looking up was Dong Chenyi. In order to avoid his gaze, she kept her head down during this period.
She was simply drinking porridge, so no one thought she was strange.
Dong Chenyi naturally knew that she did this to avoid him and not to collide with his eyes.
He wanted to get angry, but he knew clearly that anger was useless and would only be counterproductive. What he wanted was to reconcile with her, not lose her.
A woman's heart, a needle under the sea.
The meal was spent in Zizhu's torment and depression. Zizhu left the scene almost as if escaping and walked towards his room.
She couldn't act like a normal person when Dong Chenyi was around. Even her breathing felt a little suppressed.
"Do you really not want to see me?"
Suddenly a man's cold voice sounded behind him.
Zizhu paused slightly, but continued walking forward without stopping.
"If you don't want to see me so much, I can leave and never appear in your sight again." Dong Chenyi stared at the woman's back coldly, his eyes as cold as a torch, and there was a coldness all over his body.
.
He really didn't know how to get along with her.
He approaches and she stays away.
He stopped where he was, and she regarded him as air, still staying away.
Will she return to normal only if he doesn't appear in front of her?
Zizhu was stunned for a moment, and her steps suddenly stopped. Her feet seemed to be filled with lead and were very heavy. She wanted to move, but she had no strength at all, and her body stayed stiff in place.
Seeing her stop, Dong Chenyi stared at her back coldly, his eyes narrowed dangerously: "Do you really don't want to see me?"
"Of course not!" Zizhu lowered his head, with a hint of sadness in his eyes.
"If it's not the case, why are you avoiding me like this?" Dong Chenyi slowly approached the woman, his thin lips parted slightly: "There once was a woman who told me that she liked me and that she was ready to get married.
My preparation. You don't know how happy and excited I was when I heard her say this, because I felt the same as her. But she suddenly disappeared. Can you help me find her?
Her?"
The man's voice was very soft, containing a touch of tenderness and nostalgia, as well as a touch of subtle sadness.