The woman I love is cruel

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Fang Fei wrapped herself in a quilt, her heart was pounding, because there was still restlessness and excitement left in the adventure just now.

It takes several deep breaths to suppress it, and the brain has already begun to spontaneously sort out the gains and losses of today's behavior.

After such a time, Miss Wen's last behavior seemed to be that she had no doubts about her, so she could reduce her wariness of Miss Wen as a normal girl who was rescued by a hero.

But it can't be too much, Miss Wen's vigilance can be said to be extremely keen.

Take poor Zhong Ying as an example, her final collapse was also a wake-up call for Fang Fei. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't lower Miss Wen's defenses. Although a large part of the reason was that Zhong Ying's acting skills were too bad, she also warned Fang Fei must be natural and not rush for success.

After thinking about it, Fang Fei's thoughts went to Miss Wen again.

According to Miss Wen's words.How much do you score for your performance?

She quickly put this thought behind her, and repeatedly warned herself in her heart——

That's a pervert! The kind that catches people's eyes! Don't forget the reason and goal of your plan!

She had just sounded the alarm for herself, retracted into the quilt and closed her eyes, when she heard the knock on the door again.

Tonight is really a night of right and wrong.

She asked, "Who?"

Miss Wen's voice sounded outside the door: "It's me."

What's going on? Do you suspect me...

Without thinking too much, she quickly got out of bed and opened the door.Seeing that Miss Wen was still in the same clothes, with a lady's cigarette in her mouth, her eyes drooped and she felt sleepy, the other party shook the phone in her hand, "Yeah, it's your phone."

The heart that had just cooled down began to be willful again, and she shifted her attention to the flashing mobile phone screen - an unfamiliar number.

Who will it be?

Fang Fei answered the phone suspiciously, and when she heard the soft "Hello" from the other side of the microphone, her scalp seemed to have been electrified, and the roots stood up, and the cells all over her body urgently activated the defense device, so that Fang Fei was able to maintain Live in a calmer mood.

"Hello, is that Fang Fei?" The person on the opposite side didn't hear the movement here, so he replied again.

The voice is neither hot nor cold, a little more familiar than strangers, and much colder than relatives.

It's Fang Qing.

Fang Fei replied, "It's me."

Fang Qing said, "Is it okay there?"

Fang Fei replied: "Very good."

Fang Qing said: "Well, I always hated myself in the past. I thought it was a misfortune to be born there. Now I'm giving you a chance to be reborn in a better environment. I hope you don't disappoint me."

Fang Fei was speechless.

There was a little impatient over there, and they obviously only said a few words.

"You are fine over there, mom will contact you later."

If the resentment towards Miss Wen is a dormant volcano, then Fang Fei and Fang Qing's anger is a group of flaming volcanoes that erupt upwards all the time, ready to explode instantly at any time, and the magma can destroy the entire city.

In the middle of the night, she even thought about how to use vicious language to dissect Fang Qing's whole body into a data table, where the poisonous content of each part of the body was written line by line, but when she really received the call, she couldn't say anything. , and turned back into the girl who could only be submissive in front of her mother.

Fang Qing quickly hung up after saying this.

Fang Fei pressed the phone to her ear, and was dazed for a while before realizing that there was no sound over there.

She pursed her lips, carefully wrote down the string of numbers, and called back the phone again.

connected.

Before she could open her mouth, the male voice over there replied impatiently, "Don't call me, a woman asked me to borrow my mobile phone to call just now." Listening to the rock music over there mixed with people's booing Either a bar or nightclub or some underground rock band.

The phone hung up again, this time it was Fang Fei who hung up.

Miss Wen said: "Finished?"

"Well," Fang Fei replied.

The surging sorrow broke through her whole body's defenses, and the tear glands have lost control. She used to laugh at other girls for crying, how could there be so much water on her body for her to flow, and now she finally understands that there is such a moment, even if you are not physically Moisture can only bleed, and you can't control it.

She squatted down, and the tears wet the gauze along her neck. It was salty, and the wound that had not healed was soaked in this way, which brought some pain.

But now she would rather that wound hurt a little more, a little more pain.

Under the unconscious pressure of the fingers, the gauze was bloody, but the two people stood and squatted in the dark, still silent.

After a long time, a small flame lit up in the darkness, and with the movement of the finger, it quickly turned into the red spot of the cigarette butt.

Miss Wen took a breath of cigarettes, bent down a little, let go of her fingers, and dropped the wrapper, landing on top of Fang Fei's head.

There was a "snap", as if he curled his fingers affectionately and tapped Fang Fei's head for a moment.

She panicked for no reason, her emotions could always be hidden under a nonchalant and indifferent expression, and this time was no exception, she moved and prepared to leave here.

Fang Fei's voice was heard.

Is it so soft because I cried?

Like a small animal shivering in the rain, it leaned into its arms, reluctant to push it away.

It makes people want to gently stroke the spinner on the top of her head, but she can't even say a half-sentence.

Just like the rain in early spring, the water is misty but makes no sound. Only when it is about to stop, do you pay attention to the water droplets hanging from the corners of the eaves, hitting the broken tiles on the ground with a bang.

After she was exhausted, Fang Fei couldn't suppress a few groans from between her teeth.

Miss Wen stopped, how could she move?

Putting a hand on her head with care, this action seemed to be done by someone who can't comfort her. Fang Feiqing couldn't help but rubbed her palm twice.

This feeling brought her a familiar atmosphere, but when she thought about it carefully, it was still a layer of fog.

This hand pressed down on Fang Fei's head twice to show comfort, and then withdrew it.

After one cigarette was lit, Miss Wen's voice was also drowsy.

"go to sleep."

Chapter 12 Chapter 12

After last night, the sky is still clear.

Still stuck in a long study, this kind of experience was something Fang Fei could not have wished for in the past, and now is no exception.

Only occasionally when I raised my head from the book, the bits and pieces of that night flashed in my mind occasionally, and as time passed, the color gradually faded, and I didn't have the throbbing of that night when I saw Miss Wen again.

Since that night, Ms. Wen has rarely seen people. During this period, she took the time to bring a whole set of test papers for Fang Fei to do. After scoring the scores, she said, "It seems that you have made good progress recently, but the English looks dazzling."

Why not dazzling, full of red crosses.

No matter how smart Fang Fei is, after all, she has missed so many courses before, especially English, which focuses on accumulation and is difficult to complete quickly.

At that moment, Fang Fei fell silent.

Ms. Wen put the test paper back into her bag, and said, "But other things are fine. I think you are not good at liberal arts and science, and it will not be easy for me to take science. You should learn more."

Of course Fang Fei didn't answer. According to her age, she should go to the third year of high school, and it doesn't matter if she goes to the second year of high school, but she is eager, and of course she plans to graduate early.

"It's easier to learn English, so I can use it later."

Miss Wen patted Fang Fei on the shoulder, ready to leave.

Stopped by Fang Fei, "Miss Wen, am I qualified?"

Ms. Wen was a little surprised to be stopped by her like this, but she just smiled when she heard her question, "You are still far away."

Miss Wen doesn't come back often, so there are only two people left in the big villa, Aunt Tian and Fang Fei.

One day, she was eating lunch, and her mind was still anxious about her homework in the morning, when Aunt Tian suddenly sighed: "Miss Wen always comes back in the middle of the night, how can this go on like this?"

Come to think of it, it's been a long time.

Aunt Tian looked worried when she said this, and asked Fang Fei to use the computer to help her find a suitable recipe.