My Goddess

Yang Bingbing suddenly woke up from the dream, and a strong sense of panic has not dissipated from her heart.

I can't remember what dream I had, but it was a very bad dream anyway.Yang Bingbing, who was still not used to jet lag, grabbed the quilt and looked out the window. There was a faint ray of sunlight streaming out from the gaps in the beautiful lace curtains. When she usually went to school, it was not rare for her to get up at this time.

Head still groggy, Yang Bingbing held his chest for a while, got up and went to the bathroom to wash.

Still can't like everything here, the eyes of relatives, the little desires in the hearts of all kinds of people.All kinds of things intertwined together made Yang Bingbing feel as if she was being stared at by countless eyes.

Even so, Yang Bingbing still tried to face it with her chest up, she knew she would always have to face it.Whether good or bad, your own problems must always be solved by yourself.

Walking barefoot in the room alone, the silent Yang Bingbing was still trying to recall the nightmare just now.Most girls are sensitive by nature. Even if they don't believe in premonitions, they will panic when faced with nightmares and ominous symbols.

After thinking for a while, Yang Bingbing wanted to make a call to Su Yifan, but felt that he was about to go to dinner with someone at this time, so he picked up the phone and put it back where it was.

After changing into the plain coat she brought, Yang Bingbing walked down the stairs on the third floor.Mrs. Yang prepared all kinds of beautiful little dresses and the most popular women's clothing of the season for her, and Yang Bingbing didn't even bother to take a look.She used to dare to dress so simple at a family banquet, and she didn't care about other people's eyes at all. After arriving here, she returned to her usual style not long after.

Of course, the more important thing is that no one dared to teach Yang Bingbing a lesson, even Mrs. Yang was careful when talking to this daughter, and other people naturally would not criticize Yang Bingbing's clothes.

Yang Bingbing knew that those people might laugh at her in their hearts, or ridicule secretly, but she really didn't care.

To be a person who dares to respect oneself all the time, there is no need to cater to others, this is what Yang Bingbing learned from Cheng Shuixin.

Walking to the first floor with light footsteps, Yang Bingbing was not surprised to see Mrs. Yang standing at the stairs. No need to ask, the breakfast must be on the dining room table, fresh and warm.

Mrs. Yang has been expressing everything very carefully. She looked at Yang Bingbing with tenderness and distress in her eyes.

"Wake up? Why don't you sleep for a while?"

Yang Bingbing is now able to talk to her mother freely, and she feels that this progress has been considerable: "I can't sleep, I want to go out for a walk."

"Where do you want to go? I'll go with you."

Yang Bingbing shook her head: "I want to go out for a walk, just go alone."

Although such an answer did not meet Mrs. Yang's expectations, she was still disappointed, but she did not persist.

"Oh...well, I'll let Annie follow you, be careful and be safe."

Yang Bingbing smiled: "New York is not as scary as you imagined, is it?"

Seeing her daughter smiling, Mrs. Yang felt her heart suddenly relaxed, and said with a smile: "Any city has a scary side, it just depends on whether you have a chance to get in touch with it. You go, have breakfast before leaving , is this always okay?"

Yang Bingbing did not refuse Madam Yang's request this time, sat down in the dining room in a proper manner, ate the breakfast Madam Yang prepared for herself, and got up to say thank you.

This made Mrs. Yang, who watched her daughter eat breakfast all the time, feel very uncomfortable. She still had to say thank you for the breakfast made by her own mother.

In fact, looking at Yang Bingbing, whose actions and etiquette are close to perfection, Mrs. Yang was also confused.Is it better to be a daughter who looks good and delicate like this, or a daughter who is under Cheng Huan's knees and who is a little awkward about her various demands?No one can tell which is right and which is wrong. Mrs. Yang only knows that her daughter is still in front of her, and all this is enough to satisfy her.

"I asked Annie to prepare the car." Mrs. Yang was always a little flustered in front of her daughter, "Where are you going today?"

Yang Bingbing put her hands together and stood in front of her mother. She was almost taller than Mrs. Yang, and her smile was still calm.

"I don't know, I just go out and wander around without using a car."

Mrs. Yang knew that her daughter didn't want to go with her, so she didn't mention it again.Yang Bingbing also knew that she could not refuse all of Mrs. Yang's requests, so she would bring Annie with her.The tacit understanding between mother and daughter is like a silent code, which can be completed without mutual confirmation.

Yang Bingbing, who insisted on walking, said that she would not go far. Such an early morning is indeed too early for New York, a city that sleeps all night.After Mrs. Yang gave Annie a few serious instructions, she watched Yang Bingbing briskly run away from the villa.

The enthusiasm of Americans for running is really incomprehensible. This sports craze has even affected many Asians in the United States.Yang Bingbing's behavior made her look more like a girl who grew up in the United States, rather than a little girl who just came to the United States from a small city in China.

Annie, who woke up earlier than Yang Bingbing, was still wearing sunglasses and running behind Yang Bingbing. The distance between the two of them was such that they could rush over if something happened without affecting Yang Bingbing's mood.Anne has always handled such details well, but it was her typical Asian face and perfect figure that attracted the attention of some sports youths, and she had already whistled several times when she crossed the first street.

On the contrary, Yang Bingbing, who was plainly dressed, was not harassed by anyone despite her outstanding appearance.Annie's gaze has been closely following Yang Bingbing, enjoying the morning air in New York.

Starting from the Yang family's mansion, the two of them ran for a certain distance, and the neighborhood park was in front of them.Yang Bingbing ran aimlessly, imagining Su Yifan's exercise in the morning.

If I could run with Su Yifan on such a refreshing morning, wouldn't my mood be better?

This kind of thinking is a little bold, but also makes people blush, and more of it is anticipation.Yang Bingbing raised her pretty face, her beautiful single ponytail fluttered in the rising sun, and her mood began to improve as if flying.

Youth is like this. The bad mood overnight may chrysalis into a butterfly and fly to the distance after an early morning. What stays in place is always admiration for the beauty.Yang Bingbing gradually became calmer while running and breathing, and she felt that she began to have the courage to face all the chaos in front of her.

Having made up her mind, Yang Bingbing decided to run for a while, then buy a street ice cream and go back, and then talk to Mrs. Yang about her plan.

Such a plan must be gradually perfected and sublimated in Cheng Shuixin's mind, right?Yang Bingbing felt that she should speed up her pace a bit, she hoped that she could do things to prove herself like Su Yifan, and use this as a new starting point for her life.

Running slowly along the path in the neighborhood park, Yang Bingbing saw countless people.

Old people, children, young people.Both men and women seem to be focused in their own world.Many morning runners wear earphones, silently in the music, and run according to the route they set without stopping.

Yeah, this is New York, and everyone has their own New York.

Yang Bingbing was in a trance like this for a moment, looked up at the clouds in the sky, and then ran to an ice cream stand in the park.

It's really hard to imagine that there are ice cream sellers starting their business so early. Are Americans really as lazy as the domestic classmates make fun of in chatting?

With such doubts, Yang Bingbing greeted the bearded stall owner in a light blue sweater with the dollars in his pocket: "Two ice creams, vanilla and original."

This was mentioned by Wang Fang when he was courting him at the dinner party before. It is said that the ice cream is the best nearby.Although Wang Fang boasted that he would let Yang Bingbing taste the homemade ice cream, which is said to cost more than 700 US dollars a pound, Yang Bingbing still chose to go out and buy a popular one.

He didn't want to accept everyone's kindness, except Mrs. Yang, who was his mother, and refusing would not bring better results.Yang Bingbing has her own principles, and others will never understand her principles.

After buying the ice cream, Yang Bingbing turned around and handed one to Annie who was not far away from her.

"eat together."

Annie likes vanilla-flavored things. This is the result of Yang Bingbing's careful observation. She occasionally chooses a lot of strange flavors when she chooses independently, but vanilla is obviously the most frequent.

Annie had no reason to refuse Yang Bingbing's kindness. After getting along with her during this period, Annie also got used to some of Yang Bingbing's characteristics, so she took the ice cream naturally.The two of them changed from running to walking, and their state became very leisurely.

There are quite a few people who come out for jogging in the early morning, but there is absolutely no unique scene like the fierce crowds in domestic parks in the early morning.Now that Yang Bingbing didn't mind, Annie and Yang Bingbing walked side by side, like a pair of Chinese sisters, holding ice cream in their hands, making people feel very pleasing to the eye.

The two walked quietly in the park, and Yang Bingbing suddenly said, "I'll go back after staying in the United States for about a week."

Annie didn't show any surprise, she was still holding the ice cream in one hand, the movement of eating the ice cream was not exaggerated, but it had a beauty that made people couldn't help but take a sneak peek.

Yang Bingbing didn't seem to expect any response from Anne, she shook her head with a smile and said, "I don't like this place, it really doesn't suit me."

Annie thought for a while before saying, "This is your home too."

"My home shouldn't have so many hypocritical formalities." Yang Bingbing's stubborn look was still beautiful, her eyes swept over the crowds of people coming and going, "Ms. Yang's life and my life should not be Similarly, the expectations of parents are not equal to the expectations of children, and she has already understood."

This time Annie didn't say a word, she knew that when Yang Bingbing suddenly wanted to speak, it was actually after she had made up her mind.

"I came back to tell those people that I have always been there, and their worries have always been there." Yang Bingbing looked at the distant sky and said in a low voice, "If something really happens, I will not run away from it." . This is my attitude."

Annie said: "No one will be against you, Madam Yang will not allow this to happen."

"But you still need to be by my side, don't you?" Yang Bingbing smiled at Annie who was beside her, "It's my birthday next month, and I'm going back to spend it with my friends."

Annie was really stunned this time.

Yang Bingbing's reason for wanting to go back is actually that simple.

When you are happy, be with your friends.

"Although I am very grateful to Mrs. Yang for giving birth to me and allowing me to enjoy so many lives that others cannot enjoy." The smile on Yang Bingbing's face gradually faded, "But I still feel that everything here is really annoying."

"I'll go back after I finish talking with Madam Yang about me. I think she can understand."

After saying this, Yang Bingbing let out a sigh of relief, and stopped to put the leftover ice cream wrappers in the roadside trash can.

Annie stood more than five or six steps away from Yang Bingbing and looked at this girl whose every move was full of pure feeling, feeling at a loss in her heart.

Maybe it's just the relationship between employers and employees, but she still sympathizes with such a girl who is occasionally melancholy.

Just as she was about to go over and say something to Yang Bingbing, Annie just took a step when her eyes suddenly changed.

Someone is approaching Yang Bingbing at the speed of an ordinary morning runner!