It turns out that the boss is a bamboo horse

Chapter 397 How to make it up

The lake is as clear as a mirror, and people standing on the edge can clearly reflect its appearance.

There are almost no people here, after all, this time is the busy time of work and school.

Yu Huanxi and Ding Yicheng walked up the arch bridge one after the other. When they reached the middle of the bridge, Yu Huanxi stopped and looked down. Seeing her current appearance, she suddenly smiled, "It's so ugly."

There were large and small scars on her face that had scabbed over, and when she raised her hand, the wounds on her ten fingers had also scabbed over, connecting her ten fingers to her heart. How did she survive to fight that perverted uncle to the end.

"Remember something bad again?"

With that said, Ding Yicheng took out his mobile phone, ready to show her Fu Mo Nian's ugly photos again.

She waved her hand, "It's okay even if you think about it again, it's all over."

Once the worst thing becomes a memory, it will be hidden as time goes by, or it will become a scar on the heart.

As for her, it's clearly the latter.For example, the fact that she was almost raped by Zhao Yu and the others was always in her heart, and whenever she wanted to think about it, she would force herself to divert her attention.

"I admire myself at that time. If I gave up struggling at that time, the consequences would be disastrous."

Ding Yicheng was dumbfounded, he also admired her at that time, suddenly thought of something, he said in a deep voice: "Do you know why you were kidnapped?"

"I know." Yu Huanxi smiled brightly, she didn't blame Fu Mo Nian, the doomed catastrophe cannot be avoided, even if it is avoided this time, it will definitely happen later.

"Don't you blame the young master?" Ding Yicheng said bitterly, the reason why she was almost killed by that was because of Xuan Qi and the young master.

"Do you want me to blame him?"

She deliberately stared at Ding Yicheng with a serious face, "Could it be that you have a grudge with him and want to use me to take revenge on him?"

Ding Yicheng was amused by Yu Huanxi's expression, "You think too much, I'm just asking, it's best if you don't blame the young master."

The young master was under a lot of pressure in his heart. He didn't know how to vent it, so he could only do his best to love Huan.

Location: Classroom

Subject: Fine Arts

Fu Mo Nian did not drop his pen for a long time, causing Song Chengyu and Lu Feng to watch. Song Chengyu stared at the still nib of the pen, "You must have fallen asleep, right?"

"No." Fu Mo Nian, who hadn't spoken for a long time, suddenly spoke, which startled them both, bumping into the classmate next to him, and they apologized quickly.

Fu Mo Nian was not in the mood for painting, so he simply put down his pen and walked to the window. When the teacher asked, he said that he was looking for inspiration.

This class was originally about drawing freely and moving freely.

"What happened?"

Song Chengyu and Lu Feng stood around Fu Mo Nian on one left and one on the right, speaking in unison, with the same curious faces.

Fu Mo Nian looked up at the sky at 45 degrees, "I feel depressed."

The leaves are falling, and there is a moment of loneliness.

Song Chengyu and Lu Feng looked at each other silently, it must have something to do with Yu Huanxi, maybe Yu Huanxi didn't ask for sick leave today, but quarreled with Fu Mo Nian and didn't want to see Fu Mo Nian, that's why he didn't come to study.

"I made a mistake to the girl I like, how should I make up for it?" Fu Mo Nian finally asked the question that was suppressed in his heart.

Song Chengyu spoke enthusiastically, "To make up for her a hundred times, a thousand times, a thousand times better!"

Lu Feng couldn't think of any other way, so he nodded in agreement, "What happened to you and Huanxi?"

Fu Mo Nian didn't look directly in front of Lu Feng, "If you knew, you would definitely beat me to death."

(End of this chapter)