Campus belle's cultivation master

Familiar, why so familiar?

The young woman's eyes did not blink. She was staring at the strange face in front of her. Her plump chest fluctuated violently. She staggered back half a step and almost fell down again.

Lin Yu reached for her arm, frowned in confusion, and asked with concern: "are you ok?"

Why is that? I'm already a stranger. You should not know me. How can you have such a big mood fluctuation?

The young woman shakes her head in a daze. A hazy mist appears at the bottom of her clear eyes, and she immediately bursts into tears

She raised her hand to touch her white and smooth cheek, and her eyes widened in amazement. Even she felt incredible.

Did you cry? What's this weird feeling about?

It's like when I was a child, my mother hid her beloved little skirt for the reason that the color was too fancy and the academic performance was delayed. Ten years later, when her memory has already passed away, she accidentally finds out the dress from the wardrobe. Even if it has faded, is out of date, and can't be worn, she still can't hide her excitement and pleasure

The young man in front of her was like the dusty little skirt buried in her heart for a long time, which brought her the same feeling.

"I... I..." the young woman opened her ruddy mouth, hesitated and couldn't say a word, just like a frightened animal.

She didn't know how to express her emotions or explain her tears, just because the puzzle in her memory had been lost in luochahai

Lin Yu pulled out the white handkerchief from his pocket and took a half step forward. He gently wiped the woman's white face and wiped away her tears. His voice was low and comforting: "it's OK, it's ok..."

In front of this stranger's intimate behavior, the young woman suddenly woke up.

"Yes... I'm sorry!" She suddenly shrank back, almost rudely broke away Lin Yu, then covered her mouth with her jade hand and left quickly.

Pass by.

Lin Yu's handkerchief hand froze in the air, leaning less, leaving a low sigh.

The young woman grabbed the strap of her bag and staggered to the front desk. Then she put a hand on the stage, gasping, looking full of panic and confusion.

When the receptionist saw her state, she stood up and asked, "this lady, do you feel OK? Is there something wrong? "

"No... nothing..." the young woman took a deep breath and gradually calmed down.

She wiped the tears on her face with the back of her tender hand, and then raised her head again. In addition to the red eyes, the mood has returned to calm.

"Hello." "I'm Shen Feili, the new project director of Baishi group. I'm here to talk with Mr. Qin Shou for cooperation," she said

"Looking for master Qin again?" The front desk lady whispered secretly, but with a professional polite smile on her cheek, "dear lady, but we don't welcome ladies in our club."

Shen Feili seemed to be a little anxious. She leaned forward and said, "I'm really worried. This project must be taken down. Master Qin agreed to sign the contract this Monday, but he delayed it again and again... Can you accommodate me? Tell master Qin that I'm waiting for him downstairs. "

The receptionist hesitated slightly. Seeing that the other person seemed to be in a bad mood, she nodded slightly: "OK, please go to the rest area over there and wait a moment. I'll inform you. As for whether master Qin can see you or not, it's not up to me to decide. "

"Thank you, thank you." Shen Feili repeatedly thanks, and her tight body relaxes slightly.

She dropped her hand and went to the rest area with fatigue. Then she threw herself into the sofa and looked at the green plants in the oblique direction. She was stunned for a while.

The waiter came over, put a cup of coffee gently on the table and said respectfully, "please have a drink."

"Oh, thank you." Shen Feili sat up straight again, took a sip of coffee, and the bitter taste rippled in her mouth, which made her feel comfortable.

She rummaged in her bag, found a wet towel, wiped her face, and then opened the powder box to make up. Just so a cry, will make up all cry flower, white cheeks like a ghost

Shen Feili couldn't figure out why she was crying, but she just changed a new company recently. She was under a lot of work pressure, and her sudden emotional collapse was not incomprehensible. She's 28 years old now. She'll be 30 years old in two years, but she doesn't even have a boyfriend.

Her hometown is in Xilu, and her family is very ordinary. A lonely girl, who works hard in a big city, seems to be a high-ranking white-collar and strong woman, but even if she struggles for half her life, she still can't afford to buy a suite in the center of the city. At best, you can only buy a two bedroom or three bedroom apartment in the suburbs. Since then, with decades of housing loans, you can get up before dawn every day, waste two or three hours on the road and go to work in the center of Yanjing

There are many people who pursue Shen Feili. On the contrary, there are many young talents who have good character and family background. Of course, there are also some big family boys who are dissolute.

But Shen Feili always felt that there was something missing. This kind of feeling began when I came back from Dongyi two years ago.

It's as if she left something important on the vast ocean abroad and could never find it again. And she forgot what she had lost.

In the past two years, Shen Feili has changed several jobs, none of which can last long. She felt as if she was possessed, like willow catkins swaying in the wind. All day long, she was in an emotional tangle of agitation and chagrin, and could not take root at all.

It's painful, helpless and desperate.

Shen Feili mended her make-up. Through the small mirror on the powder box, she saw that the delicate and beautiful face was still beautiful and charming. She was born with an upside down face, and occasionally she was annoyed. Those smelly men, perhaps only like such a delicate but fragile vase, do not care about her personal sorrow and happiness.

"It might be nice to die alone. Men are all big pig hooves... "Shen Feili thought silently and gave herself a sweet smile in front of the small mirror.

However, the smile was solidified in an instant.

Her eyes, through the mirror, once again saw more than ten meters away, that beautiful and calm face.

Fang Zheng is sitting on the sofa tasting coffee. It seems that he is also looking at her. Their eyes meet in the mirror and look at each other.

Shen Feili's body shudders. She clearly sees a long lost doting in each other's deep and bright dark pupils. It was like a ray of dazzling dawn in the dark clouds, which instantly dispelled the haze of her heart