Perfect Lover: The president is an iceberg

Chapter 11 The Lost Person
When he received Angel's gaze, the blankness in his eyes made him tremble all over. The next moment, he immediately jumped down from his seat, rushed to the center of the field, and pulled Angel into his arms, holding her tightly. , so that she can feel the warmth of her body.

"Fool, it's okay." Yan sighed, "You haven't lost anything!"

As if in response to the words, the audience who didn't know when it fell silent suddenly burst into fierce applause, accompanied by shouts of "Angel", "Angel Angel", "You are really the best".

One sound after another, hitting her heart directly, causing her to slowly come back to her senses, with a slight arc in her arms: Yes, I didn't lose anything.

This was an unfair male-female duel, and she, Angel, was able to defeat the No. 1 of their Shuiliqing School in [-] minutes, which was already another kind of myth.

The men's football game was the only event that Yan participated in. After several runs on the field, Yan was already sweating profusely, and it happened that the game was pushed to the climax by him.

With the amazing screams from the girls, the game came to an end with a perfect smash into the net.

After making a victory gesture, Yan Gang wanted to run over to share the joy of victory with Angel in the stands, but the captain and vice-captain of the football department walked towards the locker room of the football department, each holding an arm.

"Hey!" Yan was shocked: "What are you doing!"

The deputy captain smiled flatteringly: "Student Yan, I'm just discussing something with you, don't get excited, we won't harm you."

She was ashamed and wanted to say: Did you harm me?Reluctantly, he couldn't resist the flanking attacks of the two, so he had to make a phone call gesture in Angel's direction.

Angel shook her head amusedly, and took out her mobile phone from her pocket. As expected, the next second she couldn't see Yan's figure, the mobile phone vibrated and turned on. It was an unfamiliar number. Angel thought, it should be one of those two people Well, there are only a few words on it: You go home first, and I will be back later.

Walking on the street in a daze, watching people walking in groups, arm in arm, on the road.

The endless stream of people, the fast-paced office workers and people dressed as students on the opposite side of the red light, seemed to be intentionally or unintentionally isolating her alone.

Under the soft light of the setting sun, the face of a person walking not far in front of her made Angel's heart startled and pained.

Just as the word "ma..." came out of her throat, the outstretched hand was stopped by a red Mercedes running a red light. An Qi'an withdrew her hand, and in the next second, quickly caught up with the figure of the man just now. But he lost his target around a corner.

His heart throbbed for a moment, but his vision recovered when the figure disappeared.Some self-deprecating twitched the corners of his mouth, that's right, that person died 14 years ago, and he gave him the funeral himself, so how could he appear here, in front of his eyes?

I turned around and wanted to go back, but was attracted by the "Fencing Gym" sign hanging not far away.

Angel was taken aback, and walked towards it.

The very spacious and atmospheric fencing hall, the silver-white fences and handrails, and the two people on the right who are wearing silver fencing uniforms are fighting, made Angel like it instantly.

As soon as the corners of her mouth curled up a little, she saw a management-looking person walking towards her. Angel simply bent the curve a little wider. Her generous, yet kind smile made even the experienced manager lose his focus for a moment.

(End of this chapter)