Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 2396 Rejection (24)

After watching for a while, she suddenly raised her head, as if she remembered something.

Turn around and go back to the room, quickly pick up the phone, unlock the screen, and return to the chat dialog with him.

"……"Nothing at all.

He still ignored her.

Discouraged, she dropped her cell phone, sat on the edge of the bed, and thumped the surface of the bed depressedly.

Really don't like her?
She lowered her eyes, looking at the blanketed floor.

Quietly, eyes darkened slightly.

If you don't like her, then she...

Are you still chasing?
She started to back off a bit.

Inexplicably, some lost confidence.

Eyelashes drooping, fists landed on the bed, unconsciously, slowly loosened.

Be quiet, think.

In this world, if he really doesn't like her...

He doesn't like it, but she keeps chasing him, will it be...

annoying?

...probably annoying.

If it were her, she would be annoyed by being chased by a senseless person all the time.

I wish that person would disappear immediately.

She stared at the ground, slightly lost in thought.

Without her, he would be able to live in peace and contentment in this life...

Perhaps, not actively disturbing is a more comfortable way?
She looked at the mobile phone that was left on the bedside table, quietly.

Fingers, slowly grabbed the quilt.

Grasp it, and let it go.

Let go, hold tight.

As if hesitating.

There is still a long time left, and there are still decades left.

In fact, she really didn't have to worry, she had the patience to silently give him some help.

Watching him as a bystander all his life, so maybe...

She tightened her fingertips and slowly loosened them.

"Ding-dong-"

The doorbell rang suddenly.

One, two, three.

It seems to be the hotel manager, who ran up again and wanted to make an apology.

I'm really afraid that she will give a bad review.

Yun Si's trance thoughts were interrupted, and when she heard the doorbell, her forehead twitched.

Come back, look over.

The doorbell rang twice, then stopped, without disturbing too much.

She looked at it, thought of something, helpless.

Get up and go to open the door.

As soon as the door opens.

Before he had time to say that he didn't need to apologize, he took a closer look and was suddenly stunned.

"Miss Yun."

In front of her, a man appeared in front of her carrying a pitch-black box.

Caught off guard, without the slightest warning.

Totally unexpected.

Appeared, like a dream.

There is an excessive sense of illusion.

She froze, blinking.

Looking around, I couldn't believe my eyes for a while.

"……How did you come?

The surprise was undisguised.

The man in front of him was wearing thick and old-fashioned black-rimmed glasses, and still wearing a lifeless suit.

Although he is still young, he looks like a middle-aged man in his 60s or [-]s.

The whole body reveals an inconspicuous, youthful and old-fashioned rustic feeling.

Not eye-catching, not eye-catching, and even less good-looking.

It's too ordinary, if you throw it on the crowded street, you can't find it at all.

He was carrying a suitcase and standing in front of the door.

Under the lens as thick as a brick, the eyes are dark and gentle, neither humble nor overbearing, just right.

Facing her, his gaze seemed to fall on her hand.

quietly.

"Is Miss Yun's hand okay?"

"I heard from people in the hotel that the window in Ms. Yun's original room was broken, and the broken glass was very sharp."

After the words fell, she could only see her subconsciously hiding her hands behind her back.

Blocking the red spot on the joint, his eyes flashed slightly.

"I--"

Subconsciously guilty, subconsciously afraid that he would see it.

More subconsciously, he felt that he would be angry when he saw her hurt.

Inexplicably formed a habit, conditioned to hide the wound.

(End of this chapter)