This time she confesses

Si Yao was also surprised: "How do you know?"

"I saw it." Jing Huan lowered his head, played with his fingers, and then pulled the corner of his mouth, "At that time, it was really a newborn calf who was not afraid of tigers. He dared to confess his love to others before he knew the situation."

Thinking about it now, Jing Huan still finds it inconceivable that after hearing Ke Qingyun's clear rejection, he still dared to pursue him persistently, and then saw that scene.

Ke Qingyun sat on the back seat of the bicycle, holding the bag in one hand, and grabbed the hem of the man's clothes with the other hand. The man turned his head and smiled at her, with a cheerful voice: "Let's go."

The wind finally stopped.

Under the dim streetlights, Jing Huan was alone, staring blankly at the figure going further and further away. Later, Ke Qingyun stopped coming home to study homework.

Jing Huan waited in fear for two days, thinking that his confession that night had scared Ke Qingyun away, so he couldn't help asking his mother, "Why didn't Teacher Ke come?"

"Mr. Ke, she told me last week that she was about to graduate, and she was too busy with school affairs, so she transferred this tutoring to someone else." Tao Shumin's tone was full of regret and reluctance, and she raised her hand to touch it. Jing Huan's face: "The new teacher introduced by Teacher Ke is a junior from her same department, and she is also very good, so if you have any questions you don't understand in the future, you can also ask her."

Jing Huan didn't listen to what mother said later, she only knew that she would never see Ke Qingyun again, her heart was enveloped by great sadness, she stubbornly looked away, choked up and said: "I don't want others to teach me."

Tao Shumin sighed, feeling helpless.

The next day, a new teacher came to the house. He wore a high ponytail and a pair of black-rimmed glasses. He was not too tall, but his lectures were very humorous and humorous. There were often laughter in Jing Yuan's room.

Jing Huan sat in the living room, holding a pen in his hand, looking up at the door from time to time, distracted for a long time, letting the test paper have many math problems that he could not write, and refused to get up to knock on the door to ask the teacher.

During that time, Jing Huan's grades plummeted, and she was depressed all day long. Tao Shumin was worried about putting too much pressure on her children, and she didn't dare to blame herself too much. After a day off, Jing Huan took the bus to Ke Qingyun's school early in the morning.

The school is very big, and Jing Huan wandered aimlessly around the campus. She wanted to see Ke Qingyun, although she didn't even think about what to say after the meeting, but she really wanted to see her, just say happy graduation.

It's the graduation season, and college students wearing academic gowns can be seen everywhere on campus. They have smiles on their faces and are full of longing for the future. Jing Huan looks at them, a little absent-minded. Is Ke Qingyun as happy as they are now?

If so, that's great.

After walking around the campus for a long time, I couldn't find where the Department of Mathematics was, and I didn't see Ke Qingyun. Jing Huan was tired from walking, and sat on the edge of the flower bed, staring at the ancient buildings of some ages around her. Know what you are doing.

"Qingyun, the hat is crooked."

Be caught off guard.

A familiar figure appeared in his line of sight, Jing Huan trembled in his heart, and hurriedly stood up, but before he had time to be happy, he saw the boy who drove Ke Qingyun back that night trotting over, and he helped Ke Qingyun tidy up his bachelor's hat with a smile on his face. Considerate and gentleman.

Ke Qingyun raised his head and smiled at him.

That day Jing Huan went back crying, regardless of how the people on the bus looked at her, she was completely immersed in sadness, sobbing, and the aunt sitting next to her felt distressed when she heard it, and hurriedly handed her a tissue to wipe her tears, and hugged her again. Holding her shoulder, he asked softly, "little girl, what's the matter?"

After crying for too long, Jing Huan hiccupped while speaking. She turned her head to look at the aunt who handed her a tissue, sobbing, "I... broke up in love."

The aunt smiled when she heard the words, and held Jing Huan in her arms, "What a big deal I am, don't cry, your mother will feel distressed when she sees it, it's normal to lose love, you are still so young, you will meet in the future better one."

"No, I will never meet again." Jing Huan wiped her tears and shook her head. She would never meet someone as amazing as Ke Qingyun again.

Never again.

Now, Jing Huan is no longer the child who cried for twelve stops because of love. She knows how to think differently. Embarrassment and difficulty, so deep down in my heart I can understand Ke Qingyun.

"She must have felt very embarrassed at the time."

Si Yao didn't say a word, but opened his arms to embrace Jing Huan, and said in a muffled voice, "It's not all said on the Internet, it's the normal state of life that you can't love."

"Actually, even if I can't have it, I can accept it." Jing Huan twitched the corners of his mouth. This may be the case with feelings. When he can't see it, he thinks that he won't be able to see it anyway in this life, so let's accept it. Once we meet again, I can't help but have extravagant hopes.

It would be better than never seeing each other.

On Sunday night, after careful consideration, Jing Huan asked Ke Qingyun for a three-day leave, saying that she was in a hurry to hand in the opening report, and she had to calm down to complete the task. As soon as the news was sent, the other party called.

"Hello, Mr. Ke."

Ke Qingyun hummed, "I saw the news, how is the opening report going?"

"I'm still reading the book. After finishing it, I'll go through my thoughts again and I'll be able to start writing." Jing Huan said.

Ke Qingyun: "Do you study Chinese language and literature?"

"Ah."

Interlaced lines are like mountains, and academic majors are the same. Ke Qingyun can help with the general direction of the thesis, but he is really helpless in the details, and he doesn't have so much energy. Call her anytime you have any questions."

"Teacher Kan has already given me some advice, how could I be so stupid." Jing Huan was very confident: "Don't worry, I can handle it myself."

After a long silence on the phone, Ke Qingyun asked, "What are you doing?"

"Huh?" Jing Huan was stunned.

Ke Qingyun smiled, "I'll just ask, if it's not convenient to just say it."

"No, I'm reading, so there's nothing inconvenient about it." Jing Huan just thought it was strange for Ke Qingyun to ask such a question.

"Okay, then you can write your thesis at home with peace of mind." Ke Qingyun said: "Call if you have something to do."

Jing Huan nodded, "OK."

The two of them had nothing to say for a long time, when Jing Huan agreed to hang up the phone, Ke Qingyun suddenly called out, a little hurriedly: "Jing Huan!"

This startled Jing Huan, thinking that she had forgotten to mention something important, her heart tightened, and she quickly asked, "What's wrong?"

"Don't ask for too much leave." Ke Qingyun said: "It will affect your future employment."

Jing Huan blinked, "Is three days a long time?"

"If I keep talking for a long time, you won't invite me?" Ke Qingyun asked.

Jing Huan was silent.

"Okay, I'm kidding you." Ke Qingyun's laughter came down the phone and said, "It's only been three days, and my sister still approved it."

Jing Huan's throat rolled, "Thank you, Sister Qingyun."

It took three days to rush, but I finally sent the first draft of the opening report to the tutor. The big stone in my heart fell a little. Jing Huan stretched his waist and felt a little lighter. He hummed a song and walked happily to brush his teeth wash your face.

"What's so happy about it?" Si Yao was watching TV in the living room, his eyelids slightly lifted.

Jing Huan's mouth was full of toothpaste foam, and his lisp was slurred when he spoke, but his voice was high, "I won the lottery!"

Si Yao raised his head and said, "Please take care of me."

"If you want to be taken care of, show the attitude you should have. What are you doing?" Jing Huan stuck out his head, with a smile on his face, and said slyly: "If you are late, you will have to wait in line."

Si Yao said expressionlessly, "Forget it."

"You!" Jing Huan spurned, "You don't have any sense of competition."

Si Yao snorted, "Being taken care of is also a child, and who is all you have in your heart now."

Probably because he was in a good mood, Jing Huan stretched his neck, and said without hesitation: "My heart is all about you."

"..."

Si Yao threw away the pillow and got up: "Sleeping."

Jing Huan laughed, "Good night."

Returning to work after a three-day vacation, Jing Huan had a very leisurely morning. After lunch, Jing Huan went to the office to send Ke Qingyun the documents that needed to be signed. After knocking on the door, there was no response. According to the usual practice, there was no one there.

Jing Huan was about to push the door straight in, when the door was suddenly pulled open from the inside. It was a girl who looked young, dressed in famous brands, fashionable and beautiful. She was not surprised to see someone coming in. She regarded this place as her own home. Yes, he opened the door very casually, turned around and continued to lie on the sofa and play with his mobile phone, with a dull voice: "Ke Qingyun is not here."

"..." Jing Huan was stunned.

To be able to call Ke Qingyun by his first name, the relationship must be very familiar.

"you are?"

The girl raised her eyes, then lowered her eyes again, "My name is Su Yanxin."

"This is the general manager's office. Are you looking for Mr. Ke?" It was just lunch time, and there was an extra guest in the office. As a secretary, Jing Huan naturally had to ask.

Su Yanxin nodded and asked, "Do you know where she is?"

"Mr. Ke has gone to lunch, and he should be back soon." Jing Huan put the documents on the desk and asked, "What can you do with her?"

"I came to see her for the winter vacation." Su Yanxin pouted and said angrily, "She didn't pick me up at the airport."

Jing Huan pursed her lips, "President Ke is usually busy."

"You are her secretary?"

"Ah."

Su Yan raised her head, "Then do you know where she lives? It's so boring here, I want to go home first."

"Are you Mr. Ke's relative?" Jing Huan definitely couldn't tell her Ke Qingyun's address without asking her identity.

"Not really."

Seeing that Jing Huan was unwilling to speak, Su Yanxin sat up straight, with arrogance, and was about to introduce herself properly when the door of the office was suddenly opened. Stretch out, showing a bright smile.

"Sister Qingyun, you don't even pick me up."

Su Yanxin put down her phone, bypassed Jing Huan, and happily ran over to hug Ke Qingyun. Although the words were complaining, they were coquettish, "I'm angry."

Ke Qingyun was taken aback, glanced at a figure not far away from the corner of his eye, and calmly reached out and pulled off Su Yanxin's arm around her neck, "I've been very busy recently, why are you here?"

"I'm on vacation and I'm here to play with you."

After Su Yanxin finished speaking, she snorted unhappily, turned her head to look at Jing Huan, and complained to Ke Qingyun: "I just asked her where you live, but she didn't tell me."

Jing Huan stood there, extremely embarrassed, and didn't know where to put his hands. In this case, leaving was the most correct choice.

But I don't know why I just can't lift my feet, and I feel a little aggrieved and panicked.

Jing Huan turned his eyes away, and said straightforwardly: "How do I know where Mr. Ke lives?"