Fighter of the Destiny

This is a very simple room, with only a bed, a table, two rows of bookshelves, a wardrobe, and three basins.

After all, she was a woman. The first thing Xu Yourong did after entering the house was to open the closet.

The wardrobe is also very simple, basically just plain clothes, most of which are the uniforms of the Chinese Academy of Education. Apart from the faint smell of soap leaves, there is no other fragrance.

She was very satisfied with this, but when she saw the fifty towels and handkerchiefs neatly arranged at the bottom of the wardrobe, she remained silent for a long time.

She closed the closet and walked to the bookshelf. She randomly pulled out a few books and read them. She found that they were all popular novels about monsters in Kyoto in recent years, so she was silent for a while.

I have read Tao Zang thoroughly since I was a child, so now I don’t want to make progress?

Suddenly, she looked at a small thing on the bookshelf, looking slightly startled.

It was a bamboo dragonfly. It was obviously a long time ago. It had already turned yellow, and it seemed to have been soaked in water, and the edges were almost rotten... She felt it looked familiar, and it took her a long time to remember that this was when she was very young. I put it in the letter to him.

Thinking of those things in her childhood, she was a little confused. Seeing that this bamboo dragonfly was still preserved by him after so many years...well, it was not well preserved, but it was still preserved after all. It turned out to be a nostalgic thing. people? She was a little satisfied, but then she felt a little angry for some unknown reason. Then she realized that she was also the reason for being angry. So should she be angry or happy? She was thinking about this problem, but she didn't know that she always had a smile on her face.

She carefully put the bamboo dragonfly back on the bookshelf, and walked to the bed. Of course she didn't sit down, but she just glanced at it.

The bedding was folded very neatly and very clean. There was no unclean spot on either the sheets or the pillow towels. There was not even a single hair on the head. No... what was that?

——There is a hair that is hard to find in the shadow of the pillow cover.

Xu Yourong fell silent.

The hair was very long and thin, obviously a woman's.

Suddenly, she felt a little chilly.

After a while, she realized that the window in the room was open.

There is snow tonight, and the snowflakes drifted in from the window and wet the corner of the desk.

She was a little puzzled. How could a calm, calm and mysophobic guy like Chen Changsheng not close the window when he left the room?

Even if it's windy and snowy, it doesn't matter, but what if dust and fallen leaves come in?

Could this unclosed window be reserved for people?

Xu Yourong suddenly woke up.

This kind of suspicion, this kind of endless calculation, is not used in fighting or practicing, but is used in discovering the truth of this hair, when did he become such a person.

She shook her head, turned around, walked to the closet, opened the door, and prepared to take out a towel and wipe off the snow that fell on the desk.

However, what happened at the next moment made her understand that these suspicions and embarrassments were not because she had become unbearable, but because the guy was really unbearable to begin with.

Snow particles danced lightly, a light fragrance came, and a woman crossed the window and landed in the room.

At the same time, there was another sentence that fell in Xu Yourong's ears.

"It's not my fault that my sister didn't tell you. Your fiancée is very resentful of you. You have to be careful. Her little temper gets angry. Speaking of which, you must not tell her that I come to you often. It’s about sleeping here, otherwise…”

Suddenly, the teasing voice stopped.

Because the woman suddenly realized that the person behind the cabinet door was not Chen Changsheng.

Xu Yourong closed the cupboard door and looked at the woman. She felt that Master was right. The most uncontrollable thing in the world is talking. What you say will often turn out to be what you say.

For example, before leaving the General's Mansion, Shuang'er asked her what she was going to do. She didn't tell the truth. She said she was going to see Mo Yu. So, at this time...she saw Mo Yu.

It's just that it's not in the palace, nor in Mo Yu's residence, Orange Garden, but in a room on the third floor of the National Education Academy.

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Mo Yu opened his mouth slightly, unable to speak for a long time. Then, she smiled unnaturally and asked in a gravelly voice, "Can you pretend that you haven't seen me?"

Xu Yourong looked at her quietly and said, "I have already seen you."

Mo Yu held his forehead with his right hand, pointed at her with his left hand and said, "Don't rush to ask, let me understand the current situation first."

Xu Yourong said calmly: "Think slowly first."

Mo Yu was indeed speechless at this time and his mind was a little confused. She originally wanted to tease Chen Changsheng while Xu Yourong returned to Beijing, but she also really wanted to warn him. Who would have thought that she would actually meet the real owner in Chen Changsheng's room, and she would also hear those words? talk.

"First of all, we should reach a consensus that you should calmly listen to my explanation."

Mo Yu put down his hand, looked at her and said seriously: "Little Temper's words mean that I'm talking bad about you behind your back, but you must not misunderstand the matter of sleeping."

Xu Yourong smiled and said, "Continue."

Seeing her expression, Mo Yu knew that she was really angry. He sighed in his heart and said helplessly: "Sleep is just sleep, not the kind of sleep you think of."

"Oh, what kind of sleep is that?" Xu Yourong's smile became gentler.

Mo Yu said helplessly: "Anyway, you must not misunderstand me."

Xu Yourong looked her up and down and saw that she was wearing a red nightgown, with her feet covered, her black hair shawl, slightly damp, and a few snowflakes. She seemed to have just taken a shower?

"Well, please tell me how to avoid misunderstanding."

Mo Yu followed her gaze and looked at him, feeling a thump in his heart. After Chen Changsheng mentioned it last time, she actually came here every time after taking a shower. Gradually it became a habit, and she came here naturally tonight... So, she couldn't wash it off even if she jumped into the sea of ​​stars. .

As the saying goes, a broken jar can often gain the upper hand after being thrown down. The same was true for Mo Yu at this time. Seeing that the explanation was unclear, he became more confident. He looked at Xu Yourong and said, "This story is very long. I don't think you are interested in hearing it. You What? I really want to hear your story. Why are you not staying at home on your first day back in Beijing? "

Xu Yourong walked to the window without speaking or looking at her. The light outside the courtyard wall fell on the snow and reflected on her face.

Mo Yu looked at her beautiful face that even made him a little jealous, his eyes moved slightly and he continued to ask: "Is the saint moved by the mortal heart?"

Xu Yourong glanced at her and asked, "What you said in the letter about him and Little Black Dragon... was it true or false?"

"It's absolutely true, he and she were hugging each other at that time." Seeing that Mo Yu could divert her attention, how could she miss this opportunity? She wished she could swear in the name of the Holy Queen, but she suddenly thought about the previous things and felt a little uncomfortable. He said with certainty: "But just like you just saw me coming in and heard what I said, seeing may not be believing."

Xu Yourong said nothing and was thoughtful.

Mo Yu thought of something and asked in disbelief: "Why are you asking this? You are not really interested in him, are you? No wonder you came to see him on the first day you returned to Beijing!"

"I am engaged to him, so it is only natural to see him when I return to Beijing."

Xu Yourong was very calm, but the clenched hands behind her back showed that she was actually a little nervous.

Mo Yu didn't expect that she would admit it so calmly, and said with a slight shock: "That's not what you said in your letter at the beginning. I paid a lot of price to break your engagement. You have to understand that Chen Changsheng can now This is not an ordinary person, I offended the dean of the Anglican Academy, the future Pope, if you tell me now that you are really prepared to be with him, I will never be done with you!"

Xu Yourong looked at her slightly damp black hair and nightgown, and said calmly: "The price is indeed not small, but he shouldn't think it's offensive or offending, right?"

Mo Yu couldn't argue, and said with shame and anger: "Others don't know, but you and I know that the Pope has terminated your engagement. No matter what happens to me and him, in what capacity do you care?"

Xu Yourong said softly: "You don't have to worry about it."

Mo Yu was silent for a while and asked, "What exactly do you think."

Xu Yourong lowered his head slightly and said softly, "I still don't need you to worry about it."

Only those who know her best know that beneath her seemingly calm appearance, she is actually very weak.

Mo Yu looked at her and sighed, "Just suffocate yourself to death."

Xu Yourong said calmly: "Where did he go?"

Mo Yu raised his eyebrows and said, "How do I know? Don't really misunderstand me."

At this moment, the sound of silk and bamboo outside the courtyard wall suddenly became louder. Mo Yu looked towards that place. Even the heavy snowflakes falling with the night wind could not cover her eyes. All she could see was the restaurant there. The lights were brightly lit and the dancer was dancing in the hall.

"Don't be angry, he seems to be over there." She glanced at Xu Yourong and said.

Xu Yourong looked there, and sure enough, on the top floor of the restaurant, the guy was drinking. There were three or four young men beside him, and there were many women walking around like butterflies in flowers.

It’s really a wild act.

She looked at the restaurant quietly, thinking quietly. At this moment, she saw that the dancer who was dancing in the hall suddenly seemed to lose her balance and fell into the guy's arms...

She didn't know why, but she found it difficult to keep her heart calm, and her chest rose and fell slightly.

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"Xu Yourong is back as soon as he comes back. What are you afraid of and what are you worried about? Don't have any mental barriers. Just fight when it's time to fight."

In the restaurant, Tang Sanliu was carrying a wine flask, holding a girl singer in his arms, looking at Chen Changsheng and said: "Men and women are equal, as long as you don't hold the worldly and outdated view that women can't fight, this scene will be... Gotta fight.”

When he was talking, the girl singer looked up at him in his arms, her eyes full of admiration and happiness.

The singer next to Chen Changsheng had a slightly resentful look on her face, not only because Chen Changsheng was sitting too neatly and didn't even touch her fingers from beginning to end, but also because the entire continent knew that this young man from the National Education Academy Who is the eldest fiancée? She is just a woman for fun, and she does not want to offend Dongyu Shenjiang Mansion and the aloof Phoenix.

"I'm prepared to lose, do you think that's okay?"

Chen Changsheng said suddenly.

As soon as these words came out, the whole hall fell silent.