Forced to make a fake show with the president

pei hee.

The moment Tan Yuqing saw her, she was surprised, but as a strange breath came from her nose, this surprise was slowly replaced by panic.

"Yuqing, there is a leaf in your hair..."

Halfway through Ji Ran's speech, seeing that the person in front of him looked wrong, he put his hand on her forehead and called softly, "Yuqing?"

Unexpectedly, as soon as his hand touched her, Tan Yuqing pushed her away violently.She was so strong that she almost fell down.

"Sorry, I'm going back first."

When she looked up again, all she could see was Tan Yuqing running away, or it would be more accurate to say that he was running away.

Pei Xi, who was in the distance, had a panoramic view of this scene, and his gaze fell firmly on Ji Ran.

who is she?

In the taxi, Tan Yuqing was still restless.

She was sure that Pei Xi had seen her just now, and judging from her cold expression, she also misunderstood her relationship with Ji Ran.

Tan Yuqing wanted to call and explain to her, but it didn't seem necessary.

She didn't think that Pei Xi's icy face was due to jealousy and anger, and she was mad at her for showing mercy.It was an expression closer to watching with cold eyes, cold and disgusted, but indifferent.

Because Pei Xi didn't like her, she didn't care.

That being the case, what is there to explain?

It is nothing more than making one's own image uglier, and the expectations in the bottom of one's heart are even more out of reach.

Tan Yuqing smiled wryly.

This seems to be good, the sooner you give up, the sooner you will be relieved.To die for a person, this is not what she should look like.

Back in the dormitory, it was rare to see Xu Liangyu.Tan Yuqing suppressed her disturbed thoughts and asked, "Why are you back? Aren't you with your girlfriend?"

At the beginning of this semester, Xu Liangyu and Jiang Yun became more and more inseparable. Except for the lunch break at noon, she basically never saw Xu Liangyu come back.

What's more, it's still night, so she should go to her girlfriend's house early.

Xu Liangyu gritted his teeth: "Don't mention that bastard to me!"

This fierce tone made Tan Yuqing slightly startled, and only then did she notice that her face was full of suppressed anger.

"What's wrong?" She approached quickly.

It's okay if you don't ask, but when you ask, Xu Liangyu gets even more angry, and sweeps away the things on the table without thinking.

Bottles and teacups mixed with books fell to the ground, making crackling sounds one after another, and even a little water fell and spilled all over the place.

Tan Yuqing was taken aback, and quickly stopped her movements, shackling her arms.

"Liangyu, calm down, what's going on?"

Xu Liangyu had nothing to vent, and his anger was gradually replaced by grievance and sadness. He fell on Tan Yuqing, and even faintly began to cry.

"Jiang Yun, that bastard, she actually cheated and raised a mistress outside!"

While talking, Xu Liangyu really started to sob.

Tan Yuqing has a big head and wants to ask about the specific plot, but from the current point of view, it is obviously not the right time.

But... cheating?

It's unimaginable that someone like Jiang Yun would cheat...

Tan Yuqing resisted the thought of questioning, comforted Xu Liangyu first, followed her words and belittled Jiang Yun a few words, seeing that she had calmed down a bit, interspersed with dissuasion.

"Don't be too sad, maybe there is some misunderstanding? I don't think Jiang Yun is like this kind of person."

Mature, intellectual, occasionally jumping out.People with such a temperament are often of good character.

Speaking of this, Xu Liangyu frowned again: "What a difference! I personally saw her kiss another woman!"

Tan Yuqing couldn't help widening her eyes, and asked again: "Are you sure? Where is the kiss?"

Xu Liangyu was so angry that his eyes turned red, he pointed to the corner of his mouth and said, "Here!"

If you kiss the face, maybe you can still explain it as a "good friend", but the corner of the mouth... seems too ambiguous.

Tan Yuqing didn't refute, but he didn't agree, so he changed the subject and continued to comfort her.

After everyone calmed down, Tan Yuqing began to help clean up the sundries on the ground, which made Xu Liangyu ashamed: "I'll do it, you go and do your own thing."

This week, Tan Yuqing had three shifts, so he didn't shirk it. After helping a few times, he turned to his desk, turned on the digital screen and started drawing.

On Friday afternoon, she updated on time, but [Drizzle] did not appear for a long time.

In the past, no matter when, she would always subscribe and tip the first time, but since this time, she has never appeared again.

Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye it was October 25th, the anniversary of my father's death.

Coincidentally, this day happens to be the Double Ninth Festival.

Tan Yuqing went to the cemetery with his mother to visit him.

The weather is gray, and the rain is dripping on the shrimp-blue stone steps, blurring a thick water color.

Tan Yuqing doesn't like rain.

City A is in the south, the rain is humid, the wind is blowing and it is cold, even in summer it makes people feel cold.Tan Yuqing's serious illness last time was thanks to it.

Of course, that's not the main reason.

I hate rain because my father's car accident happened on a rainy day two years ago.

Her fate has changed since then.

Perhaps because of the Double Ninth Festival, there were more people in the cemetery than usual, some were in trance silence, some mourned and cried, and some comforted each other in twos and threes.In short, the atmosphere is quite depressing.

Tan Yuqing found that her mother's shoulders were wet from the rain, but she still didn't know it, and stared blankly ahead.Can't help frowning, tilting the umbrella to her side.

"Mom, watch your step."

"Hmm..." Zhang Shuhua clenched her daughter's hand tightly.

After walking inside for a while, the trousers and shoes were a little wet, and they finally arrived at their destination.

In front of him was a bluestone tombstone, square and upright, on which was engraved with black gold paint, "Tomb of Loving Father Tan Ziqiu." On both sides were two columns of words of condolence, the fonts were too small to be seen clearly from a distance.

Needless to say, the moment I saw the tombstone, I felt a flood of sorrow and grief.

Zhang Shuhua squatted down slowly, her eyes were reddish, and bitter tears swirled in them, but they hadn't shed yet.It was probably the last trace of dignity, not allowing her to vent as much as she wanted.

Tan Yuqing put the bouquet of flowers in front of the stone tablet, arranged the sacrifices, and poured a ladle of clean water from it.After doing this, she stepped back first, leaving the space for her mother.

Although the relationship between close relatives cannot be distinguished by severity, in the final analysis, it should be the mother who has the deepest affection for the father.

Decades of married couples, from ignorant encounters to holding hands, but in the end they are separated by yin and yang.Such ruggedness is always more profound.

Tan Yuqing is more familiar with her mother. Since she was sensible, she has been taken care of by her mother, while most of what her father left behind was his back and imagination.What impressed her most was the deep greeting from the other end of the phone during the festive season.

So looking back now, I can only remember the voice, but forget the face.

What a disrespect.

The rain kept falling, pattering, Tan Yuqing left the umbrella to her mother, and now she has nothing, just letting the fine raindrops hit her body.

She thought, she is really cheap.I was seriously ill for ten days because of the rain a few months ago, but now it is raining again.

After the scar is healed, I forget the pain, and I don’t know when this problem will be corrected.

The weather at the end of October is already relatively cool, and there is probably no benefit in letting the rain blow.Fortunately, Tan Yuqing was wearing a coat and a hat today.

She put on her hat, and her coat is not too thin, it should be able to cover the rain for a while.It's really going to get wet, and at worst, take it off and put it on your head. It's better to make the best use of it, and it's better than nothing.

While walking aimlessly, an umbrella suddenly appeared above her head, covering her from the fine rain.Tan Yuqing was surprised and turned his head to see that it was Pei Xi.

It's her again.

She is so annoying.How come every once in a while, when she feels like she is about to be forgotten, she will try to show up and break in for no reason, as if she will predict the future.

Tan Yuqing frowned, kicking the puddles on the ground with his shoes.

However, she didn't speak, neither did Pei Xi, holding an umbrella silently, following her wherever she went.

In the end what you want?

Tan Yuqing was angry and wanted to question, but couldn't bear to speak out.

She felt that Pei Xi was a merciless scumbag, she clearly didn't like her, so in order to avoid her, she moved the office to another place overnight, lied about a meeting, and avoided seeing her.

As a result, he gave her macarons again, saw a doctor again, and gave her an umbrella again.

Sure enough, such a shrewd person must have discovered her thoughts long ago, knowing that she loves to be sentimental.That's why he chose to play hard to get her to firmly grasp her heart.

Let her never escape.

"What are you doing here?" Tan Yuqing resigned.

Let's be cheap, she is cheap, but she likes to give up, and Pei Xi doesn't like her, so she has to curry favor with her and beg her.

Anyway, I can't let it go, I resigned to my fate.

"Worship to grandfather." Pei Xi finally spoke, his voice was colder than the wind outside, and he showed no expression.

Tan Yuqing groaned, not knowing what to say, so he simply answered his own question.

"I'm going to see my dad."

It is self-evident to come to see my father in the cemetery.

Pei Xi looked at her, her hair was wet, her clothes were also wet, she seemed careless, but in fact she couldn't hide her sadness.

Like a kitten with bruises all over its body, it still insists on acting as if nothing had happened.

Bravery.

Pei Xi pursed her lips and said in silence for a long time: "My condolences."

Pity her again.

Tan Yuqing's self-esteem was frustrated, and she was a little angry: "I'm not sad!"

She won't be sad, and she doesn't need others to pity her.

Her father didn't know her well, and he hadn't seen her for more than ten years, and there were not many holidays.In the end, he left and left hundreds of millions in debt, which made my mother tired and mournful.

Such a person is not worth her to be sad at all.

not worth it!

"Don't cry." Pei Xi reached out and wiped the tears off her face.

"I didn't cry!" Tan Yuqing's voice was very nasal, mixed with sobbing accents, and even his speech was a little slurred.

She didn't cry, how could she cry, such a person doesn't deserve to make others sad.

It's just rain on my face...

it's rain...

"Yeah." Pei Xi held her in his arms and patted her trembling shoulders: "I didn't cry."

She couldn't remember the last time she touched Tan Yuqing's body.

June?July?

In short, the time is too long, so long that I have forgotten my heartbeat.

Now that she hugged her, she suddenly realized.

It turned out she was wrong.

It's really useless to escape.Because she was unwilling to let go, wishing to hold her for the rest of her life.