Later, she cooked, although she was old.
Is a turn to tears.
On the way home, she kept quiet and leaned against the window quietly. When she went to Professor Yuan and hoped to meet Professor Teng, she couldn’t even get into the house.
Although Professor Yuan said it was nice, she was not allowed to enter that door.
When she got to the office, her brother gave her the agreement again. She seemed to be reading an ordinary agreement, as if she didn’t care much and was joking.
But …
Her heart is boiling hot, so she has to be careful to breathe.
Yun Jian doesn’t talk, knowing that her heart won’t know that she is putting on airs, but debunking her will make her more sad.
He’s not Teng Yun. He won’t force her into that corner and let her yell. He’s silently behind her.
When he got to the building, the car stopped slowly. He turned to look at her, and she still sat there looking out of the window in that posture.
But he looked out and saw nothing.
And there seems to be some expectation in her eyes. What is right?
"gentle!" He gave a gentle cry.
Gently recovered and saw home. Oh, sorry.
I’m sorry for that. I’m a little hasty and embarrassed. Yunjian frowned.
"Thank you for sending me back. Then I’ll go first and invite you to sit down another day."
He didn’t insist because he saw her deliberately dodge with sadness in her eyes.
She probably wouldn’t want him to see those.
I don’t know, I couldn’t wait to keep watching her before, but now she and Teng Yun are getting divorced, and she no longer rejects him, but he is afraid to go forward.
Gentle, the car went downstairs, and when she bowed her head, her long hair was a little uncomfortable from sweeping her face. She raised her hand and then continued to walk.
In the evening, she sat in front of the mirror after taking a shower and watched her long hair suddenly rise like that.
The next day, Professor Yuan called her early in the morning. "Can Xiaorou let the child stay for another day? Your father hasn’t made out with them enough. "
"I just have some things to do today, so be it." Gentle promise
In the afternoon, I went shopping by myself and then stopped in front of a barber shop.
There was a flash of mixed feelings in her eyes, and then she bowed her head and went in.
"Welcome!"
Gently look up at a boy in his early twenties, and the rest are busy.
"What does the beauty want to do?"
"Cut it short!"
She said
Then wash your hair and cut it short.
Her hair has been long for many years.
Later, when she was pregnant, she thought about cutting her hair short, but she never gave up because he liked to stroke her hair.
Now I don’t worry about his unhappiness or sadness. She sat in front of the mirror and watched the barber cut her hair mercilessly. The barber asked her if she wanted to dye it, and she said no.
Is to look at yourself in the mirror and change your hairstyle.
I don’t even know myself.
I don’t know why my eyes suddenly blurred.