Quick Transmigration

Country A is a rainy city, Ji Meng doesn't like rainy days, even though she has been here for nearly three years, she still doesn't like it.Facing Aili's invitation, she refused without thinking.

With people in mind, Ji Meng has no interest in the romantic life that rainy days go better with coffee, she just wants to go back early.

Ai Li was reluctant, and couldn't bear Ji Meng's force to stay, so she had to stay in the room and listen to her nagging.

There was a knock on the door, and the conversation between the two stopped. Ji Meng glanced at Ai Li suspiciously. After a little thought, Ai Li asked uncertainly, "Could it be Lucy?"

"You'll know if you go and have a look," Ji Meng suggested, thinking: It's definitely not Lucy, she's having an affair with her new husband, how could she come here...

Ai Li showed joy, and hurried to the door, carefully distinguishing the identity of the person coming through the peephole on the door.

As an oriental woman with a cold and picturesque face, Ai Li's eyes flashed with amazement, but she was quickly disappointed again.Because, she still hopes to see Lucy...

Seeing her walking back in frustration, and letting the people outside the door ignore her, Ji Meng said helplessly, "Why don't you open the door?"

"Not Lucy..."

"Who is that?" Ji Meng asked.

"It's pretty, but I don't know it."

"I'm sure it wasn't the rotten peach blossom you provoked. Lucy told me that if you hadn't been ambiguous with other women every now and then, she wouldn't have broken up."

When hearing what Lucy said, Ji Meng only felt that Ai Li was to blame for her own fault, and she just killed her girlfriend.

Now that she is looking for death and life to get back together, let alone Lucy disagrees, if it were her own words, she would certainly not agree.

Infidelity, whether physically or mentally, is nothing but a poison that seals the throat when it sees blood in the relationship. It will be cold after one sip. If you drink it every now and then, no matter how much you love, you should give up.

"Really, I really don't know this woman, Ji, please believe me." Ai Li said with a sincere face, "I would like to open the door now and ask her to confront me face to face, I really don't know her. "

"That's what you said. Since you are so frank, I won't hide."

Ji Meng didn't believe her words, and even planned to watch a good show in her heart. If Aili lied, that woman misunderstood their relationship again, and then...

Watching Ai Li's back, Ji Meng evoked a smirk, "Dear Ai Li, you are asking for more blessings..."

Turning the doorknob, Ai Li opened the door quickly, and said impatiently, "Hi, who are you looking for? I don't know you."

The attitude of disregarding the relationship is very firm, as if she wants to tell Ji Meng that she really has nothing to do with this person.

The expected picture did not appear, but another woman he did not know opened the door for him.While Qingfeng was disappointed, she also became vigilant.

The slightly scrutinizing gaze was chilly, and Ai Li shrank her shoulders involuntarily. After touching the outstanding face of the visitor, she felt unspeakably happy, "Beauty, I really don't know you, but, I think it is very meaningful that we know each other now.”

"No need." Qing Feng frowned unobtrusively, looked away from her, and looked into the room.

Ji Meng, who was lying crookedly on the sofa and holding the remote control, was already stunned, her eyes were wide open, and she looked like she couldn't believe it.

"Why not?" Ali asked curiously.Looking at Qing Feng with her head tilted, she seemed to have heard something strange, "Am I not pretty enough?"

The surprised expression on her face faded, Ji Meng ran over excitedly, pushed Ai Li away, hugged Qing Feng in her arms, and said in surprise, "Why are you here?"

"Your girlfriend?" Ai Li couldn't help asking from the side.

"Yeah," Ji Meng said, and let go of Qingfeng. Seeing that the person's face was cold and seemed to be in a bad mood, the joy in her heart faded a little, and she asked cautiously: "You seem unhappy, what's the matter?" ?”

"No, I'm just a little tired." Qing Feng said.

Ji Meng pulled Qing Feng into the door, and Ai Li followed behind with her head down, and couldn't help muttering: "It's because she looks better than me."

As she spoke, she couldn't help but take another look, and said depressedly: "The temperament seems to be a little bit better than mine?"

No one cared about Ai Li's little emotions, the two talked for a while as if no one else was there, Qing Feng couldn't help but yawned, Ji Meng recovered from her excitement and turned towards her.

Ai Li, who was talking to herself, said: "You go back first, we will talk about it tomorrow."

"Why? Didn't you say that you must help me get out of my broken relationship today?" Ai Li was a little dazed, and soon seemed to think of something, with the appearance of a wronged little daughter-in-law on her face.

Watching Ji Meng couldn't help feeling cold, "Don't you want to taste coffee on a rainy day? The rain hasn't stopped yet, so hurry up, or it will be too late."

"But..." Ai Li was a little reluctant. Her main purpose was to ask Ji Meng, and she didn't want to go alone.

"No but!" Ji Meng got up and was about to push him out, Qing Feng slightly raised her eyebrows, just watched the two people's movements indifferently, and didn't intend to stop them.

Ai Li is a self-proclaimed beauty killer. Although she doesn't know how powerful she is, her emotional intelligence is not far behind.

I only sighed silently in my heart that I was hopeless, and the gloom in my eyes soon regained its brilliance.

Although he was still a little unwilling, he left the room halfway under Ji Meng's pushing and shoving.

When the door was closed, Ji Meng just turned around and found that Qingfeng was already in front of her. She took her hand spontaneously, walked inside, and said, "I'll take you to rest inside. When you rest well, I'll take you tonight." Go out and play, there are many interesting places here."

"Mmm..." Qing Feng replied in a low voice, still looking not very interested, entered the bedroom, then let go of the two holding hands, and went straight to the bathroom.

Ji Meng alone leaned on the bedside thinking, Qingfeng is... angry?Or eat wrong?

Didn't I tell her about cuteness?

Thinking about it, looking in the direction of the bathroom, Ji Meng also got a little angry.

The damned paralyzed face, with so little emotion on her face, a ghost could guess what she was thinking.

When Qingfeng came out, the anger in her heart had long since disappeared without a trace, and she watched her walk over with a sad face, "Baby, I'm so hard, what are you unhappy about, are you Tell me..."

"Glib, who did you learn from?" Qing Feng glanced at her lightly, reached out and picked up a clean towel from the hanger, and continued to wipe her hair, as if she just asked casually.

However, Ji Meng felt that the surroundings seemed a little cold, and her sixth sense and instinctive desire to survive were telling her not to take it as a casual question.

He couldn't help but brush Qingfeng's hair, and when she looked over in doubt, she smiled sweetly, "The love is so deep that you can learn by yourself without a teacher."

This routine of being courteous and flattering seems familiar. Qingfeng was in a trance for a moment, as if she had returned to her student days.

Whether it's to make her angry, or to ask her something, Ji Meng will always use this trick.

The worst thing was that in the third year of high school, her mobile phone was confiscated for playing in class, and she had to write a thousand-word self-criticism for her.

The reason is that my writing is good, and the content I write is more likely to impress the teacher's heart?

The key is that she agreed to it after being soft and hard, and handed it in, but this bastard went around spreading the word that he wrote the review for her.

Recalling this point, Qingfeng's eyes softened a little, and she sighed helplessly. She clearly remembered that it was passed to the teacher's ears, and the two of them went to the office to write a self-criticism together...

The stupid and cute little girl is still not well-behaved with thorns all over her body, Qing Feng wants to ask herself what else is wrong...

I have asked many times, but Ji Meng still refuses to tell, even though the relationship is closer now than before.

But I don't know that Ji Meng wants to save face...

When she knew that she accepted the love letter because she lost in a game...

When you know that your brother is just unrequited love...

The most important thing is that Ji Meng knows that these three or four years are wasted because of her stupidity...

Ji Meng, who silently scolded herself until her mouth was parched, thought that the tragedy caused by this oolong must be a secret brought into the coffin.

When her consciousness was hazy, she only felt Ji Meng move towards her, whispering something...

She couldn't hear clearly, and fell into the darkness and couldn't get rid of it. The remaining consciousness was wrapped in a familiar atmosphere, and the chaotic thoughts came to an abrupt end.

After the bed curtains were drawn, the room with no lights turned on was no different from night. Hearing her steady breathing, Ji Meng also closed her eyes, quietly waiting for sleepiness to come.