Reborn Pastoral Guiyuan: A Famous Family Warmth Marriage

Tian Yuan's expression was sluggish for a few seconds, then she pushed Shang Rong away and left his arms, rubbing her nose in embarrassment, but still very angry, she glared at Shang Rong fiercely.

"Anyway, thank you, I'm very happy to meet you!" Probably, it was really a kind of melancholy about separation that enveloped her, what she said at this time was not meant to be a joke, even if it was a bit sensational .

"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be able to get such good grades, Shang Rong, I really miss you, but I still wish you smooth sailing in your future life!" She patted Shang Rong's shoulder on tiptoe, "You You can roll away smoothly, I'm going upstairs, goodbye."

Tian Yuan said goodbye in Italian. After staying with Shang Rong for a long time, she not only learned English, but also learned a few sentences in Italian.

Shang Rong imitated Tian Yuan's movements and tone and said an Italian-style goodbye. Seeing Tian Yuan going upstairs reluctantly, he suddenly had a hunch in his heart that Tian Yuan would not let go easily tomorrow. Get over yourself, this time, it's a bit too big.

At first, I just wanted to tease Tian Yuan, but I didn't expect that she really took it seriously and believed it so much. The more sincerely she shows her reluctance now, the angrier she will be when she knows the truth tomorrow.

It wasn't until he saw Tian Yuan returning home at the living room window and waving to Shang Rong that he returned to the car and started to leave her community. On the way back to his residence, he had mixed feelings. He was looking forward to tomorrow and didn't know. What are you going to do to coax Tian Yuan tomorrow.

After taking a shower, it was already 10:30, but Tian Yuan didn't feel sleepy at all. After lying on the bed with her eyes open for a while, she casually took a book that Tian Lu hid here from the bookshelf to read. .

The two sisters have their own rooms, and each room has its own bookshelf. However, Tian Lu is younger than Tian Yuan and has a younger personality than Tian Yuan. Therefore, the Tian family is more assured that Tian Yuan will not check the books on Tian Yuan's bookshelf. But Tian Lu is different. Every book on her bookshelf has been reviewed by Tian Biao. Therefore, Tian Lu's extracurricular readings are almost always hidden on Tian Yuan's bookshelf.

After Tian Yuan opened it and read a few chapters, she realized that it was actually a romance novel. It was about how a girl who had a crush on the boy next door since she was a child became the boy's most precious person from silently guarding and stepping into the boy's life.

There are a few sentences in the book that describe the psychological state of the heroine who has a crush on a boy. At that time, the heroine was still young and didn’t know that she had a crush on that boy. She just felt that she would miss it when she couldn’t see it, even if she was eating and drinking by herself. They all imagine whether the other party is doing what she does now, and whether they also like the food she likes, but when they see it, they are timid to say a word.

It wasn't until one day that the heroine's family was going to immigrate abroad, and when she went to say goodbye to this boy, she suddenly realized that the reason why she missed him for so many years was because she had always been secretly in love with him and liked him.

Parting is undoubtedly painful for her. On the day of saying goodbye, she indulged herself and played coquettishly with him until she had to leave. Her reluctance seemed to mean that every step she took was important to her. It's as sad as if the soul is pulled away.

Tian Yuan's eyes landed on this sentence - it seemed that every step she took was as sad as her soul was pulled away.

Is the sadness of the soul being pulled away like a sharp knife stabbing at the apex of the heart?

Tian Yuan put the book back in its original place with some annoyance. She thought that just now, she should have experienced the sadness of being separated from her soul.

This night, Zhizhi's tireless screaming made the sleepless person even more irritable. The moon outside the window was still as beautiful as a splash-ink landscape painting, noble and cold, alone and alone.