The National Treasure of Figure Skating

Chapter 415 Means, I like him?
"How was it before, how is it now?"

When the other party asked, Meng Yao recalled the details of getting along with Qiao Yiyuan since they met, and felt that it was indescribably strange.

"I used to be polite with him, that is, polite, but he helped me a lot, and I basically didn't help him much. One is that my ability is limited, and the other is that I don't have much opportunity. Now, I feel that he The way I look at me is a little... um... it's like a fire that burns people, and his movements, sometimes... Oh, anyway, it's different from before."

"What about the feeling in your heart?"

"I feel quite embarrassed when I get closer to him. I used to hug and encourage him before the game. I feel nothing. Now I feel different. I feel embarrassed. My face is like being roasted on fire... You said Are these illusions? Illusions produced by my mind."

"According to what you just said, I'm sorry to tell you that you may be in love, not because of any psychological problems, so you don't need to make an appointment to come to me for treatment."

"Love, love?!" Meng Yao's heart trembled violently, her voice trembled, and her phone almost fell to the floor.

"Yes. Is there any symptom like blushing and heartbeat?"

"Yes..." Meng Yao was already sitting limply on the chair in the corridor, and she seemed weak even when speaking.

"There's nothing wrong with that. You're in love. It's not a disease. It's normal. It's just a little more normal than treating it with a normal heart."

Meng Yao's heart was pounding uncontrollably, making her respiratory system a little labored, "That...meaning, I like him?"

"Obviously yes."

"Oh...thank you for interrupting me so late."

After hanging up the phone, Meng Yao was dumbfounded. She couldn't believe it was the result. She actually liked Mr. Qiao?
God, it's unbelievable, unbelievable, and terrifying. How could this kind of thing happen to her.

He is her coach, how will he get along with her in the future?

Meng Yao was scratching her hair with her right hand while thinking, full of anxiety, her mind was full of the scary question that she fell in love with Mr. Qiao.

She didn't even think about this kind of thing, why just...

Meng Yao took deep breaths to adjust her breath, hoping to return to normal, but it was useless, no matter how she adjusted her heart, she was still flustered.

Really caught off guard.

The phone in her coat pocket rang. She looked down at the screen of the phone in her hand and saw that it was Qiao Yiyuan calling. She was so frightened that the phone fell to the floor like a hot potato, but the ringing was still ringing, and her heart was beating again. Pounding uncontrollably.

Meng Yao didn't know how to face him now, her clear eyes were blank, she asked over and over again in her heart how could it be like this, she had thought about what the person she liked would be like, but she had never thought about Mr. Qiao like this.

it's over...

In the end, Meng Yao sent Qiao Yiyuan a WeChat message, telling a little lie that she met Lu Yun and would go home later by herself, telling him not to wait for her, and then left the hospital alone.

After receiving her WeChat, Qiao Yiyuan frowned slightly.

"What's the matter?" Second Aunt Meng, who was chatting with him, saw something wrong with his expression.

"Oh, it's nothing." He looked up at her, raised the corners of his lips slightly, but wondered why Meng Yao suddenly met Lu Yun.

"Yaoyao hasn't come back yet, let's continue talking. When Yaoyao was young, she liked to sit on her father's shoulders, being a little fairy..."

A trace of memory appeared in Qiao Yiyuan's dim eyes, so he was slightly distracted.

(End of this chapter)