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Chapter two hundred and eleven: want to understand

After thinking about it and gaining an overall understanding of the matter, Miao Jian gained a lot of insights.

Even if Miao's mother is good to her, there is Miao Yanru in the middle, but it won't be any better. So what if Miao Yanru is kicked out of the Miao family? Miao Jian believes in her intuition. It won't take too long for Miao Yanru to

Yanru will come back again. She doesn't care about the Miao family's property anymore. Even if it wasn't there, she wouldn't starve to death.

Of course, she has no expectations for the Shao family. The Shao family has Shaoyao, so she only wants to have Shao Xinghan and nothing else.

It was really boring to stay alone at Miao's house, so Miao Jian casually made up a decent-sounding excuse to fool Miao's mother and Miao's father. They might have heard it, but they didn't stop her, so Miao Jian was ready to go back to Shao's house.

Miao Jian didn't drive here, and she had no plan in mind when she left, so she just walked away casually. She walked out of the courtyard of the villa, turned a street, and walked along the dim street. She may have felt relieved, and she felt relieved.

Then it became brighter.

The mood is still very comfortable, and every time I see the sun, I will say hello in a friendly way.

The sun in early spring was neither strong nor dazzling. Miao Jian just raised her head to welcome the sunshine. The scattered sunlight spliced ​​into long lines in the air, and was drawn into Miao Jian's eyes one by one. Her pupils were full of

After looking at the bright colors for a long time, Miao Jian gradually lowered his head. The sudden darkness in his eyes was in sharp contrast with the previous daylight. He couldn't adapt to it for a while, and the scenery in front of him became blurry, as if it was approaching evening.

When I turned on the camera, the things inside were so blurry and dark that the viewer couldn't help but squint their eyes.

Miao Jian's squinting movement suddenly stopped. Her eyebrows were curved like the moon. She squinted slightly at this time, and a thin line squeezed out between her eyes. The movement stopped suddenly, and her heart was beating real and powerfully.

With.

Crossing the road, there was a person on the opposite street, a man.

Shen Bing.

When Miao Jian realized it was him, the tiny nerves in her brain seemed to be touched by a static electricity, and her whole body felt numb, and then she felt a little cold.

It smells like thunder.

Miao Jian was fine after she regained consciousness, but her eyes were still squinted, which was somewhat unbelievable.

Shen Bing didn't notice Miao Jian. He lowered his head and seemed to be leaning against a pillar next to him. Because his head was lowered, his sloping bangs covered most of his face. He stared at his feet in a daze.

Miao Jian's eyebrows gradually relaxed. As soon as she put her hand into her pocket, the cell phone in her pocket rang. She took it out and answered it without looking at who was calling.

She raised her head while answering the phone, and the auditory and visual shocks came to her at the same time——

Shen Bing raised his head leisurely, and his eyes happened to meet hers. The warm sun above his head poured down like drizzle at this time, and tiny bits fell into his eyes. His eyes were filled with light, along with the Miao opposite him.

Jane was also covered with a layer of light, and suddenly, the things he had almost forgotten were picked up.

"Miao Miao." Shao Xinghan's voice rang in Miao Jian's ears, and a thread was pulled out of her myriad thoughts. The subtle reaction of the nerve endings connected to Shao Xinghan's end was not aroused.

The rotation of her brain.

The sunlight shines on the wide road, as if there is still time pouring down, but the sunlight is flowing, like the surging air on the asphalt road in summer. The people opposite are reflected in the yellow oil painting, and Miao Jian's heart feels like it is about to

The boiling water was calm on the surface, but gurgling underneath.

"Miao Miao?" No one answered, so Shao Xinghan called again. This call brought back all the clues about Miao Jian, and she quickly responded, "I'm here."

The person in his eyes was holding a mobile phone and seemed to be answering the call. Shen Bing woke up, but his heart felt like stagnant water.

Miao Jian answered the phone while explaining to Shen Bing. Shen Bing was holding a small object in his hand. Miao Jian could not see clearly. She could only see him slowly raising his hand and putting the object in his mouth.

It's smoke.

Still using the same hand, he took out the lighter and lit the cigarette. The light of the fire was so weak that Miao Jian couldn't see it, and she couldn't see the smoke. She only saw that his movements were very familiar, like a veteran, and his movements were all elegant and calm.

And indifference.

Miao Jian had never seen Shen Bing smoking, at least not during those few days in the deserted mountains. Even the few times she had close contact with him, she never smelled a trace of smoke on him.

.

Miao Jian was a little shocked. Her pupils were wide open. Inside were the pleasant sunshine and the leisurely and contented boy. However, the boy was still a boy, but was the sunshine still his sunshine?

"Are you coming back now? I'll pick you up. Are you at Miao's house?" Shao Xinghan's voice sounded, and Miao Jian's thoughts were pulled back. She lowered her eyebrows and avoided eye contact with Shen Bing.

"No, I'm diagonally across from the Tianzi Street Department Store." Miao Jian's voice was a bit cold, but her face seemed to be particularly calm.

"Okay, wait for me to come over."

Miao Jian hung up the phone and stood on the street. She didn't want to leave. She wanted to wait here for Shao Xinghan to come.

Shen Bing took a few puffs of the cigarette, and there seemed to be a hook in his heart, which made his internal organs hurt. No matter how much more cigarettes he smoked, he could not hide the desolation and pain, and it became more and more boring. He tilted his head and smoked only a few cigarettes.

The cigarette he breathed was thrown into the trash can.

When Miao Jian looked up again, there was no cigarette in his hand. His tongue was swirling in his mouth, pushing against the soft flesh on the wall of his mouth.

His face looked a little too pale in the sunlight, like a person who had been ill for a long time coming out of the ward. His face was all unnaturally white. He put his hands in his pockets and his eyes rolled slowly in his sockets.

He walked around in a circle, from the white clouds in the sky to the street on the left, then to the street on the right, and the surrounding scenery followed him. Finally, he settled down and his eyes stayed on the street opposite.

Miao Jian just put her phone down and put it in her pocket. She stopped looking at the other side and turned her head to look around casually. She tried her best to act as natural as possible, but the more deliberately she acted, the more stiff she seemed, with every move she made.

Tell her how much you care.

She caught sight of Shen Bing from the corner of her eye. He was moving slowly and walking towards Miao Jian.

Miao Jian was startled, as if she usually choked when eating. She felt a thump in her heart and screamed, "It's not good."

But she didn't want to hide, so she slowly turned her eyes away. After turning around, she tried not to touch his eyes and stayed on the road in front of his footsteps. Slowly, Shen Bing walked over step by step, seemingly

The height that was tailor-made for her just fit right into Miao Jian's eyes. His face was expressionless and calm, but his eyes were staring straight at Miao Jian.

There was still the smell of the cigarette left in his mouth, lingering in his mouth. With his gentle breath and light steps, this was the second time he walked towards Miao Jian head-on.

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