Quick Transmigration

Walking out of the hospital gate, Ji Meng checked the time, it was past eleven o'clock.She couldn't help feeling a little guilty, and glanced sideways at Qingfeng, but that indifferent and delicate face was as cold as usual, and no half-different emotions could be seen.

It's good that there is no change, the joy in my heart permeates from the bottom of my heart little by little, and the corners of Ji Meng's lips twitch unconsciously.

Their relationship was best when they were students, when she used to jokingly call her an oldie, because she always got up early and went to bed early whether it was weekends or not, never changed, and never made an exception for herself.

It has been less than a year since returning to China, and I have heard from their mutual circle of friends that many people say that she never goes out after 09:30 in the evening.

Moreover, she is a person who completely forgets to sleep and eat when she works. When she encounters overtime work at night, she will rush back before 09:30, no matter whether she is finished or not.

She seemed to be supported by someone, and she forgot the common sense that she needs to look at the ground when walking. Only Qingfeng carefully watched the ground and observed the environment on the side of the road.

The focused expression appeared on the indifferent face, which was extraordinarily abstinent, which made people feel a kind of fear from the bottom of their hearts, but they couldn't help but want to spy on her mind. Ji Meng's eyes were glued to her face unconsciously.

It was too hot to ignore, and Qing Feng's eyes softened a little when he noticed it.

Perhaps, the farewell in the years, the farewell of yesterday, was not because he was tired of his deserted personality...

In the quiet car, Ji Meng restrained her piercing spikes, and Qing Feng was always reticent, the two of them were silent all the way, the atmosphere around them was very harmonious, as if they had returned to their school days.

At that time, every evening, the two would meet to go to the school's artificial lake and walk hand in hand on the cobbled path.

His eyes fell on the sparkling lake, on the bright and snowy full moon, on the pretty faces of the people around him...

Everything is so beautiful, and she also purely and passionately loves the person in front of her, and there are ripples in her heart. Ji Meng pondered for a long time before making up her mind, and said: "Thank you today , how about I treat you to dinner?"

"Okay" Qing Feng replied quickly, but her eyes were still on the front, her hands holding the steering wheel calmly turned in one direction, and turned to another road.

You promised to eat together, shouldn't you turn around?Why is it still the route to her house?

What does this mean? Ji Meng's heart suddenly fluttered, and she couldn't help asking, "Is this?"

"It's not convenient for you to move around, just do it at home." Qing Feng replied.

But her refrigerator was empty, Ji Meng felt troubled, and her face collapsed.Casting a sad look at that person, he thought to himself: My wife has a bad heart, so I know how to embarrass her...

After thinking hard for a while, she had an idea and came up with a perfect excuse: "Let's go out to eat, my foot is hurt and I can't cook."

Is that how she thinks of herself?Qing Feng turned her head and looked at Ji Meng seriously, feeling slightly disappointed in her heart.Although she has an indifferent temperament, everything about her can be summed up in more than two words.

How could he be careless enough to let her cook when he knew her foot was hurt?But... the words of complaint were finally unspoken, and he sighed inaudibly, before the red light turned green, he said flatly, "I will do it."

Ji Meng only cared about complaining about herself, and was immediately discouraged when she heard the words, and she resigned herself to telling the truth, so she changed her mind and went to a 24-hour supermarket to buy vegetables before going back.

Back home, the cleanliness and tidiness seemed to have no breath of life. Under Qing Fengwei's puzzled expression, she explained embarrassingly: "I just moved here not long ago, and I still eat at my parents' place on weekdays..."

After placing her on the sofa, Qing Feng looked around the house, found the kitchen and turned on the light inside, and asked Ji Meng, "Is the kitchen usable?"

Ji Meng, who lowered her head and pretended to be an ostrich, suddenly looked over and managed to force a smile. In her heart, the goddess who had always been high above the world, was tricked into cooking by her. She was really embarrassed.

It would be fine if I didn't talk about the treat. Ji Meng was pleasantly surprised and embarrassed, her attitude was no longer arrogant, and her voice was even a little trembling, "Yes, I have...cooked a few times."

After finishing speaking, Ji Meng immediately wanted to slap herself to death. When she said that, Qing Feng would definitely think that she was lazy, and she really wanted to cry...

On weekdays, Ji Meng didn't eat at night, but today she ate a lot. When she put down the bowls and chopsticks, Qing Feng silently took them back to the kitchen to clean them.It was not ready to leave until it was packed.

The person was changing shoes in the hallway, and Ji Meng secretly glanced at her back, but the person suddenly turned around, "Can you lend me the car for a few days? My car didn't come back from there today."

Ji Meng, who was caught, didn't seem to be angry, so she felt relieved and said quickly: "Yes, you just have the key."

Hearing this, Qing Feng nodded, and said again: "Do you have a spare key at home?"

Ji Meng's eyes lit up, she leaned against the wall and went to the bedroom to find out the spare key, and handed it over with a cute face.The tail of the dog in my heart kept wagging and wagging, and it was almost up to the sky.

There was an instant encounter between the fingertips and the warm palm, and the long-lost heart palpitations appeared, as amazing as the first blooming of the epiphyllum.Both of them seem to be greedy for the beauty of it, staring at each other, the affection in their eyes seems to have accumulated more than half of the world, the fragrance is thick and pure.

After a long time, Qing Feng came back to her senses one step at a time, regained her previous indifference, and tightly held the key in her palm, "I should go back."

Seeing that Qingfeng never mentioned it, and there was no remnant of affection on her face, Ji Meng was disappointed. Just now... were those... just illusions?

Thousands of words in the belly swallowed again, and he said yes and didn't say anything more.

After Qingfeng left, Ji Meng called home, and when she hung up, she found that it was almost time, so she sent her a text message.

Soon there was a reply, "Hello, who are you?"

"..."

Hello?Who are you?Ji Meng couldn't help sneering, looking a little weird in the room where she was alone.After typing out the five words "I am your father", I put my hand on the sending position, almost sending it out...

After thinking about it rationally, forget it, reached out and put the phone on the bedside table, not going to reply anymore.

"Miss Ji?" It was another message, but Ji Meng's mood was not appeased.

Before the breakup, although Qing Feng would not call her Mengmeng affectionately like many people did, she still called her Ji Meng, but now she calls her Miss Ji, this polite and alienated title is very heartbreaking.

Seeing that she didn't reply to the message, Qingfeng from that room feared that she might not rush to call if she fell asleep. After thinking for a while, she simply sent a good night.

The notification sounded again, and Ji Meng couldn't wait to take the phone, read it over and over again, and smiled like a fool.