come kiss me

Chapter 197
Yang Huaijin stood in front of an oil painting. The girl in the oil painting frowned slightly, always carrying a touch of melancholy.

She was originally the proud daughter of heaven, and it was him who made her a person whom even he looked down on.

If that year, they already knew that there was no relationship between them, it must not be the current situation.

Yang Bulong came from the other end of the corridor, also stopped in front of Yang Lan's portrait, and said softly: "Sometimes Faith really looks like her."

The hobbies of their mother and daughter are also the same, and they both want to develop in the direction of literature, but at Ding Feisi's age, Yang Lan has already run away from home.

In the end, Yang Lan did not have any splashes in the literary world. If she knew that her daughter was so talented and promising at a young age, she would be very relieved.

The dream she didn't fulfill, Ding Feisi did it for her.

Yang Huaijin came back to his senses and returned to his calm expression. He said calmly, "Faith is Faith, she is her, and Faith is a very brave and assertive child. Compared with her, Xiao Lan is really A little more weakness."

Evaluation is too objective and fair, less human touch.

Yang Bulong looked sideways at Yang Huaijin: "Brother, you don't have to do this, no matter how sarcastic you are, I know that you are the one who cares about Xiaolan the most among us, and a few sarcastic remarks can't cover it up."

Yang Huaijin didn't answer, but Yang Bulong looked at Yang Lan's portrait with emotion: "At that time, I hated the man who took her away, but unexpectedly, that man and Xiao Lan left, only Faith was left behind. An orphan."

He sighed: "If you want to hate it, you can't hate it anymore."

Yang Huaijin was silent all the time, Yang Bulong patted him on the shoulder, turned and left.Yang Huaijin was left standing alone facing the oil painting for a long time.

Ding Feisi went back to school the next day and couldn't wait to find Feng Weiwei and ask her to bring him into NUS.

The two entered the National University, and immediately went straight to the vinegar ribs in the second canteen.

The cafeteria was playing the replay of the ancient Chinese prose competition. The huge screen took up almost half of the wall, and it was showing the episode of Ding Feisi's first competition.

Feng Weiwei pushed Ding Feisi's hat down a bit: "You are also very famous in NUS, don't let people recognize you."

Ding Feisi hurriedly pressed his hat cooperatively, but when passing by people, he heard them talking.

"Fei Da is indeed beautiful."

"Yanshi is charming and flamboyant, it feels like she has everything in her hands, gentleness won't lose, right?"

During the competition, the host asked Ding Feisi and Rourou to describe each other in an ancient Chinese sentence.

Ding Feisi described her as gentle, and praised her for her honesty and honesty.

The one who describes her tenderly is "the frost is especially beautiful, and the snow is especially clear." 』At first glance, it sounded like he was praising Ding Feisi's deceitful appearance, but in fact he praised her character as well.

Some people's brilliance is cultivated when they are destroyed by wind and frost and rainstorms. The more they experience, the stronger and more dazzling they become.

What's more, the word Mingyan was extracted from her temperament, and it could not be more appropriate to describe Ding Feisi.

But now, everyone in the cafeteria saw exactly this scene.

Compared with Wen Rou's going all out and preparing hard in the game, Ding Feisi is more like a game, because for Ding Feisi, this game is not of that important value, that is, the credits for bullying.

For Ruan, there are many responsibilities that NUS has given her behind her.

Therefore, NUS students have high expectations for tenderness.

After dinner, Feng Weiwei took Ding Feisi to class. The classrooms of NUS are very different from those of Huada. The classrooms of Huada have a stronger sense of science and technology, and there are more small classes, but NUS has mostly large lecture halls. It's no different from what it was 30 or [-] years ago.

The professor's voice is like a bell, talking about the punctuation and the principle of error consistency in the typical principles of classical literature. In the large lecture hall, the teacher's loud and full of breath can be heard in every corner.

The atmosphere at BGI is very different, more impassioned and enthusiastic.

After the class ended, it was almost evening, and the sunset glow soaked the forest path, and the students walked on the road in twos and threes with their books in their arms.

Feng Weiwei rushed to the evening class, Ding Feisi strolled on the road by himself, but saw Zhu Ye and Qin Jing on the road.

It turned out that she walked to the laboratory building unknowingly.

Qin Jing first saw Ding Feisi, tapped Zhu Ye lightly with his hand, and signaled Zhu Ye with his eyes.

Zhu Ye held a stack of documents in his hand and looked up.

The night and the dusk mingle, and the night wind blows his black hair. He is wearing a white sweater and stands in the wind looking at her, with an inexplicable gentleness.

Zhu Ye stood still and looked at Ding Feisi, and said softly, "Come here."

Ding Feisi ran over, Zhu Ye patted her head, and put his arms around her shoulders: "Why do you come to NUS?"

"Come to rub class." She said honestly, "Then why are you here?"

He showed her the information in his hand: "I'm the first author, and I'm here to review the experimental data with Qin Jing."

Ding Feisi smiled: "We are very curt."

Zhu Ye folded the materials casually, stuffed them into Ding Feisi's bag, and said lazily: "Okay, I won't scroll anymore."

"It's all here, brother will take you to a place."

Zhu Ye took Ding Feisi up to the roof of the physics laboratory building. The concrete floor was somewhat mottled, but the fence of the roof was not low. There was a bench in the corner, and some discarded instruments were scattered around.

There was no one, and the night breeze was silent, as if it could give people peace of mind for a moment.

Zhu Ye climbed up the fence familiarly, and sat down on the old tall metal instrument with ease. The wide surface made the instrument look like an iron table.

Zhu Ye sat on it, the evening wind brushed his eyebrows, white wide sweater, a pair of sneakers under his thin and strong ankles, the beautiful eyebrows and open youthful spirit, the evening wind, night, white sweater all made his eyes The personality is very exciting.

Everything is silent, only the heartbeat remains.

Zhu Ye sat on the stage and raised his eyebrows at her with a burning smile in his eyes.

He stretched out his hand in Ding Feisi's direction, and said with a slow smile, "Ding Feisi, why don't you hold your brother by the hand?"

Ding Feisi put his hand in his palm, and Zhu Ye pulled her up.

Ding Feisi's heart beat uncontrollably.

Zhu Ye looked at her sideways with a smile in the night wind, with a smile on her thin lips, her long phoenix eyes were terribly clear, and her smoky white and slender neck line was exposed from the white sweater, just looking at her in the night wind, Ding Faith's heart began to speed up unconsciously.

He said in a leisurely tone, "You said, is this how you want to look at someone you like on the school's rooftop?"

Ding Feisi said nervously, "Hmm..."

This was Ding Feisi's wish in his diary. At that time, they were still careful not to let the school and parents find out.

They didn't even dare to look at each other for too long.

Ding Feisi was almost sucked in by those deep and beautiful eyes.

The night wind suddenly became stronger, and Zhu Ye's black hair was blown a little bit, the wind in her ears was like cutting, and the heartbeat of her youth was tempting her to fall step by step.

(End of this chapter)