[Comprehensive] Perfect Raiders

There is nothing she can't let go of.

Besides life—

"Sure enough, I didn't come." Fujitang Jing put on a camel cashmere windbreaker, a light beige round cap covered her long curly hair, and a white suitcase stood beside the cowhide boots.The elegant and calm woman sighed slightly, her voice was inaudible: "It's really decisive, Linghua."

Makino Shancai bit her lip and lowered her head. She also thought that Suzuki Suzuka would come to send Fujido Jing away, but in the end everyone came, but Suzuki Suzuka did not come.

"Okay, let's go quickly." Daoming Sisi leaned against the translucent glass fence, and he squinted at Fujitang Jing who was still dawdling, "Isn't it all made up, why hesitate!"

Sending a hug, Hua Zelei and Makino Shancai are the only two people who know Fujido Jing's heart, and they witnessed the confession together.The handsome young man softened his indifferent eyebrows and gave a silent consolation to his confidante who had been persistent.

Meizuoling was the best at controlling the atmosphere. Seeing Daomingji's sarcasm, he quickly patted Fujido Jing on the shoulder, "Well, don't pay attention to him, Si is like this."

"Actually, he wants to encourage Jing to be brave." Ximen Zong Erlang added an explanation in cooperation: "This guy is always duplicity."

"It's such a pity, I'm going to Yingying Fellowship soon, but Jing you have to leave at this time." Mizuo Ling wrapped one hand around her waist, standing lazily without straightening her body, "President Suzuka is still in charge. Oh."

The smile became a little colder, Ximen Zongjiro lowered his head slightly, and followed Misakurei's words: "It's a pity."

From the beginning to the end, it was just the two of them making jokes, Daoming Sisi's eyes never met Hua Zelei's eyes, like two parallel lines diverging from the middle.

However, what is subtle is that even Ximen Sojiro and Misaku Rei, who were trying to liven up the atmosphere, subconsciously looked away from each other, from knowingly looking at each other to tacitly ignoring each other.

Fujido smiled, and didn't care about the undercurrent of the teenagers hiding under the harmonious surface. She believed that Suzuki Suzuka had already understood how to solve it.She turned to receive her notification and rushed over to see off Makino Shancai: "Thank you for coming to see me off, Makino-san."

"You don't have to thank me." Makino Shancai bowed, "Please do your best on the road ahead!"

Nodding with a smile, Fujido Jing looked at this ordinary and serious girl with a new look... She is a good girl.She thought, Suzuki Suzuka was very good at seeing people.

Thinking of how she stumbled on that girl, Fujitang Jing felt a little bit unwilling, she bent down, and dropped a light kiss on Makino Shancai's immature and soft cheek.It was not the same as Suzuki Suzuka's silky smooth touch, that was Todo Shizuka's first thought.

Lifting her face, Fujitang Jing saw Makino Shancai's stunned look, and she deepened her smile: "Please help me, bring this kiss to her."

Did Suzuki Suzuka realize the emotional changes in this innocent and lively girl?

No matter whether the girl noticed it or not, or pretended not to know it, Fujido Jing pushed her.Seeing Makino Shancai's state of being lost in thought, she couldn't help feeling that she was such a bad woman.

Just take it as her last willfulness.

Looking back at the busy Tokyo airport, Fujido Jing couldn't see the familiar and charming figure. She brushed her long hair helplessly, and waved goodbye to those who came to see them off one by one.

"Really, it must be here." Fujitang Jing turned her head with some nostalgia, "Are you afraid that I will not want to leave?" Optimistically thinking this way to comfort herself, she calmed down and looked straight ahead. It's like being on the catwalk every step of the way.

From Japan to France, the connected sky is open, and she only needs to look ahead.

Only occasionally, that gorgeous flower will bloom in Fujido Jing's mind for a moment, which makes her full of worries about the future, the heavy task of studying for a master's degree in law and the heavy brain of modeling work get a short respite.

Watching Fujido Shizuka walk towards the boarding gate, Suzuki Suzuka retracted her sideways body.

Leaning against the square pillar with the advertisement on it, Suzuki Suzuka turned around and faced the advertising poster with great promotion. In the background of novel design, the beauty with long curly hair was confidently showing a bright smile to the camera. The contagious power of that smile can make people's heart skip a beat.

Looking at the list of names on the lower right corner of the beauty, Suzuki Suzuka also showed a smile similar to that of the person on the poster. The smile was so gentle that passers-by who glanced at it could not help but stop and fell into the flash In fleeting tenderness.

"We must work harder in the future, Todo-senpai."

The boy with blond hair and purple eyes suddenly stopped in the airport. Compared with the appearance of the Japanese, his facial features are more profound, but compared with the appearance of the European and American, his appearance is softer.The raised eyebrows, the straight nose bridge, are handsome and clear, the slender eyebrows, the moist eyes, and the soft lips are delicate and delicate.

The natural advantages of the mixed race were fully reflected in him, and at the moment he was standing in the middle of the airport, which naturally attracted a lot of attention.

Behind him were two tall men in suits, one of whom bowed his head to the blond boy and whispered words that seemed to be urging.However, before he finished speaking, the handsome mixed-race boy rushed out. His limbs were slender and slender, and he ran so fast and agile that even two strong grown men couldn't react for a while.

"and many more--!"

Even the shouting sound could not catch up with the boy who turned into the wind. He flew out like an arrow off the string, and shot towards the target he had aimed at quickly.

The arrow was fast, as fast as a gust of wind, but it still missed the target.

The prey had already disappeared without a trace.

So only the arrows stuck in the ground remained.

"How could it be?" The boy bent down, put his hands on his bent knees, he looked around in confusion and anxiously, he couldn't believe that he was wrong, "Obviously..."

He had never run so fast before.

The adrenaline secreted at that moment urged him to fly, but he still couldn't find anything he wanted.There was nothing, just like what he saw just now was just a phantom born of longing, as if everything locked in his memory was just a fantasy fabricated by him because of loneliness.

After bursting into potential, he stopped running, the adrenaline hormone subsided to a normal level, and the numbness of the muscles and the pain of hypoxia in the lungs spread throughout the body.However, the tiredness was far less heavy than the sense of disparity that the great hopes burnt and extinguished. He lowered his eyes in unspeakable disappointment, his long eyelashes cast a small shadow on his face, and his whole body fell from the sun into the darkness.

The boy bent over and panted heavily to calm his breathing. He stopped to rest and was quickly found by the bodyguards.

Until the last moment before being taken away and sent to a luxurious and expensive black car, he still raised his head and patrolled the airport back and forth, hoping to find that figure engraved in his mind again.

The crowd came and went, gathering happily, leaving sadly, joy, anger, sorrow, joy, anxiety and patience, all kinds of people, all kinds of emotions, except that there was no one.

Someone so special that he could spot him right in the middle of the shoulder-to-shoulder crowd.

"..."

The mixed-race boy with a delicate face murmured a syllable that looked like a person's name. The voice was soft and vague. It dissipated in the air as soon as it was uttered from his lips and could not be heard again.

And there was no one around him who was willing to listen.

So he could only choose to give up the hope of pursuing for the time being, and let the man in the suit carefully push himself into the car, and sat in obediently.

He finally returned to the long-awaited Japan, but he couldn't be happy anymore, and his originally happy heart also cooled down.

Turning a blind eye to the downcast expression of the blond boy, the tall bodyguard respectfully closed the shiny car door, the phone in his pocket just vibrated, and he quickly and skillfully picked it up.

"Yes. Master Suo has already disembarked in Japan, and he will be there in 10 minutes."

The man hung up the phone, but didn't sit in the back seat of the blond boy's row. There was already a driver and another bodyguard in the front seat, so he sat in the middle row, keeping a necessary distance from the boy.

Regardless of whether the Xuwang family, the head of the seven famous families, is willing to admit it or not, this young man is their only successor at present.Compared with the serious disadvantages of the decline of the descendants of the inherited family, whether their heirs are of mixed race or not, and whether they will tarnish the pure blood have become trivial matters.

"The Suoh family's child is back."

Sakura has been spreading the word about this for the past few days. As the student council president who is still serving, Suzuki Suzuka also quickly learned the news.

It is inevitable for Xu Wanghuan to enroll in Yinglan. Although he is going to study in the elementary school, the middle school and high school of Yinglan Academy are not as separated as Byodi. The elementary school and high school here are closely related. There are also a lot of work that needs to be contacted.

That's why I sometimes see juniors from the elementary school, and come here to look for seniors from high school.

The fact that it can spread so widely means that this matter is a certainty.

People who have only learned the news now, such as Suzuki Suzuka, are undoubtedly marginal figures in this circle.The closer you are to the center of the rich circle, the more intelligence you get, and earlier.

Just like Feng Jingye knew long time ago that the heir of Xu Wang’s family was coming back, because he was a boy of the same age as Xu Wang, and he would be a student of the same class A in the future, and his father also asked him to treat Xu Wang Huan well .

... Xu Wanghuan.

Seeing the 40-point favorability prompt following the name, Suzuki Suzuka sighed in distress. It has been a long time since we met. Will the favorability increase or decrease?

She wasn't entirely sure either.

People's hearts are the most difficult thing to understand, not to mention that she only met Xu Wanghuan once.

On the contrary, the reason is the same, Xu Wanghuan only met her once. The 40 favorability points prove that she left a strong enough impression at the beginning, but time can dilute the emotions and wear away the memory. Suzuki Suzuka is not sure whether she is worthy of being remembered by Xu Wanghuan.

But for better or for worse, she'll be validated right away.

Compared with Xu Wanghuan's transfer to another school, which is an annoyance for the elementary school students, what she needs to worry about as the student council president of the high school right now is Ying Ying's friendship.

Although this fraternity is jointly organized by the Elementary and Higher Divisions, the overall person in charge is of course the High School Student Union.

Looking at a piece of documents spread out on the desk, Suzuki Suzuka only felt that the densely packed text was swirling in front of his eyes, and he couldn't read a single word clearly.

She was so motivated in Lihai before, more because she wanted to win the favor of the target who was also in the student union.And there is no target in Yinglan's student union, Suzuki Suzuka will of course become less interested.

... She also didn't want to live purely for the strategy, but the fact is that Suzuki Suzuka had already given up answering this unsolvable question.

Anyway, she can't reach the point where she can enter the society. It doesn't make much sense for Suzuki Suzuka to hone in clubs and student unions. She spends most of her time dealing with so many documents and completing so many tasks just to get the target of the strategy. An affirmative look of satisfaction and appreciation.

For her, the exam homework has almost become a backboard game.Suzuki Suzuka got high marks for the middle school questions without thinking. With the repeated strengthening of the foundation in middle school, she quickly became proficient in the high school exam questions.

And Suzuki Suzuka doesn't know whether to feel distressed or fortunate now, Takashi Takashi, who has broken up peacefully, still treats her as usual.

He didn't approve of her breakup at all.

Takashi Yuzuka, favorability: 80.

She has been nervously waiting for the change in her favorability, but until a week passed, Suzuki Suzuka did not see any major changes in her favorability, and most of the increase was made little by little some time ago. I had to convince myself that at least I didn't drop.

What's even more frustrating is that Takashi Takashi's attitude towards her has not changed in any way.

When they met in school, he would still greet Suzuki Suzuka naturally, and Chong would still come to her with Guangbang for student union activities after school.

The fist that was swung out hit the cotton.

Aware of Suzuki Suzuka's helplessness, the tall and handsome black-haired boy took out a stack of documents from the table and quickly flipped through them. He picked up the black pen that the girl threw on the table, and carefully read it word by word.

"Don't bother, Chongjun."

Suzuki Suzuka couldn't help but anxiously stopped him, asking her ex-boyfriend to do things for her, this kind of behavior was too embarrassing, of course she would feel embarrassed, "I can do it myself, in fact, you don't have to..."

On the opposite side, Mitsukuni Mitsukun of Yanzhizuka stuck a fork in a piece of cake, "It's okay, Xiaoling~ Just let him deal with it. Don't look at Xiaochong looking so fierce, he is actually very good at doing this kind of thing."

"It will make your work easier and improve your efficiency, isn't it great." He stuffed a large piece of cake wrapped in sweet and greasy cream into his mouth, slurring his words, "I can also be bored quickly The electricity goes out late!"

Looking helplessly at Mitsubang talking with his mouth puffed up, Takashi Takashi was looking at the documents, so the work of wiping for him could only be handed over to Suzuki Suzuka.

She really couldn't bear to see the cream on Guangbang's mouth, so she took out a tissue, Suzuki Suzuka stood up, crossed the large desk, and carefully wiped off the white and delicate sweet cream one by one.

"Guangbang-jun, please don't talk while eating." The girl sighed softly, feeling helpless for her behavior of preaching again, wouldn't she be immersed in the role of mother again.

The girl raised her eyes, worried that this would make Mitsukuno Mitsukuno angry, but the boy with a cute face obediently accepted Suzuki Suzuka's wiping and persuasion, he nodded obediently, and looked very playful after a while.

"Well, I will listen to Xiaoling's words." Guangbang held up the fork, because he still had to talk, he didn't eat the cake, "But, I only listen to Xiaoling's words."

He suddenly got so close to her, Suzuki Suzuka couldn't adapt, before she backed away, Mitsukuni winked at her: "They told me so, you will be happy."

"who are they?"

Mitsubang didn't hide anything, and told Suzuki Suzuka directly, "Mother, and..." Sensing that Suzuki Suzuka's mood had not improved, Mitsubong lowered his eyebrows.

"Is Xiaoling unhappy?

After hesitating for a while, Suzuki Suzuka still responded to the cute boy's expectation, "...it's quite happy."

Receiving a response, Mitsukuni Mitsukuno showed a big and gorgeous smile, which was as dazzling as the sun, and then he happily immersed himself in the ocean of sweets again.

Nanzhizuka Mitsubang, favorability: 35.

... For the intimacy and affection shown by Guangbang, his favorability is a bit low.

After thinking for a while, Suzuki Suzuka returned to her work. She wanted to take out a pen from the pen holder, but was held down by Takashi Takashi. The hot touch can even penetrate from the translucent pink nails to the center of her fingers.

She subconsciously wanted to withdraw her hand, but she was not as fast as Li Zhizuka Takashi who practiced kendo all the year round.He took Suzuki Suzuka's hand, picked out another pen and put it in her palm.

The boy with tough and distinct facial features spoke, explaining concisely and easily.

"That pen is broken."

"Ah, thanks."

A light halo of cherry blossoms in April floated on the girl's cheeks, which was as beautiful and moving as the blooming cherry blossoms in spring.

In the end, the work was quickly completed with the help of Takashi Toshizuka, so going home together became a request that Suzuki Suzuka could not refuse.

Walking out of the activity room of the student union, Suzuki Suzuka followed Takashi Totsuka, and Mitsubun yawned in front. Although there was something to eat, waiting was still a boring thing.

Her phone vibrated suddenly, and Suzuki Suzuka opened it to take a look.

——It was a text message from Sakaki Taro.

Once she confessed, she wanted to confirm the relationship. If her parents were not in the country, Suzuki Suzuka even suspected that Sakaki Taro would come to visit directly.After returning the coat to him, she didn't have much contact with the man.

Staring at the still beating unread text message for a while, Suzuki Suzuka still didn't click on it, she ignored the phone screen from bright light to dark.

She and Takashi Toshizuka walked side by side in the corridor of Orchid Academy. Mitsukuno, who was in front of him, shook his hands leisurely. The light passed through the window and hit the light-colored wall, reflecting the gentle warmth at dusk. Tune.The air is still and serene.And she's the only one who doesn't enjoy peace.

Suzuki Suzuka thought, she really needs to end this week quickly.

Whether it is the urgent survival time or the psychological state that is approaching the critical point, she needs to finish this week, and then find a new balance point to support her to continue living.

It is indeed very painful...but she still wants to live no matter what.

Keenly aware of the changes in Suzuki Suzuka, Takamero looked worriedly at Suzuki Suzuka.

The darkened cell phone screen suddenly lit up, and seeing that the caller displayed the name of Ho Kyung Ye, Suzuki Suzuka sighed but still bowed slightly apologetically to Takashi Totsuka, walked aside and picked up.

Guangbang stopped and waited for her on the other side with Chong.

Just as Suzuki Suzuka thought, Feng Jingye's question followed after the notification sound of connecting the phone.

"Why didn't you tell me!" His voice could make people feel aggressive even if it came from the mobile phone.

Knowing that it was a hospital funded by Feng's family, Suzuki Suzuka knew that Feng Jingye would know sooner or later, she walked slowly towards her classroom, "It's not a serious matter."

"If it's not serious, will Ximen Zong Erlang take you to Jinyi himself?" Feng Jingye sneered. As he grew older, he became more mature and experienced, and in front of Suzuki Suzuka, he looked more and more like her senior , "I sincerely hope that you can trust me more as a person from a medical company, Senior Suzuki!"

Burning jealousy and anger together will only make the anger more intense, Suzuki Suzuka thinks it's best not to add fuel to the fire, "I'm sorry, but I didn't expect it to be this serious."

After obediently agreeing to the fact that she would definitely go for an inspection in the future, Feng Jingye reluctantly obeyed her wishes and diverted the questioning about her physical health and psychological problems.

"...Did you tell Simon?"

Suzuki Suzuka sighed softly: "No, I didn't tell anyone."

This answer somewhat eased Feng Jingye's anger, but the anger dissipated, but the worry still persistently lingered in his heart, weighing heavily on his heart.

Thinking for a while, thinking that he still got the information from his brother, Suzuki Suzuka's ex-boyfriend, Feng Jingye only felt irritated, he took a deep breath, and changed his emotions.

What Suzuki Suzuka brought to him was not all bright and happy moods, even in the few times they were intimate, the shadows were always with him, even if he touched some faint light, it always disappeared in a flash.But Feng Jingye was willing, so he couldn't tell right from wrong.

There is no right or wrong, only the difference between whether you want to or not.

"What are you going to do with the friendship with Yingde?"

The girl's voice was as soft and gentle as ever, because she paid too much attention to it, Feng Jingye was even able to know Suzuki Suzuka's mood from the subtle changes in her tone.

Her voice hasn't learned to be as deceiving as her face, "It doesn't matter, I'm not very useful as the president of the student council anyway."

"Don't underestimate yourself. I heard that the person in charge of Yingde has been replaced by Daoming Temple." Feng Jingye paused deliberately, "I think the role you can play will be very great."

Regarding Suzuki Suzuka and Daoming Siji's breakup, Feng Jingye cared to death.

How could you not care!

Feng Jingye knew that her expression must be very serious now.When he learned that she had broken up with Atobe Keigo, he began to speculate, and what was involved was nothing more than the identity gap and the will of the family.

He was not at all interested in the reasons behind these things. What Feng Jingye really wanted to know was what Suzuki Suzuka was thinking, why she dated them, and why she gave up so easily.

Is it just satisfied with the short time together?

A premonition in the dark told Feng Jingye that the truth was by no means so simple.

However, after dumping Daoming Sisi, he got involved with Ximen Zong Erlang... Even if Feng Jingye had expected Suzuki Suzuka's badness, he deeply felt that she played too much this time.

Thinking of the fact that he suggested to Suzuki Suzuka to choose Ximen Sojiro, Feng Jingye felt a sense of karmic retribution. He raised his hand to adjust his glasses, "I guessed a little bit."

Suzuki Suzuka could tell Feng Jingye that he had probed to a certain extent, and what he really wanted to know, even if he asked, Suzuki Suzuka would never answer him.

"Bell flower..."

Opening his mouth hastily, Feng Jingye still chose to swallow the words that came to his mouth. He heard the girl's question, "What's wrong?"

Standing at a slightly off angle, he could catch a glimpse of his blurred reflection from the window in the corridor of the Yinglan teaching building. Even though the figure was not clear, it was enough for Feng Jingye to see the hesitation on his face.Walking to a remote corner, the corridor where he was standing was empty, and the indisputable sound of the piano came from a distance, making the surroundings even quieter, and making Feng Jingye's heartbeat in his chest even more restless.

What is there for him to hesitate, Feng Jingye thought, isn't this a plan he had made long ago?It wasn't he who pushed Suzuki Suzuka to go step by step towards the route he had arranged, but she herself was going to that dangerous situation, and what Feng Jingye did was to let her degenerate.

He didn't start it first, but Suzuki Suzuka chose this path himself.

If things continued like this, Feng Jingye could completely predict the ending of that beauty. He looked at his own shadow printed on the glass window, and got a little closer, so the reflection changed from blurry to gradually clear.

One day, she will no longer be able to find anyone but him.

All the people she has ever dated will still break up in the end, even if they get married, they will still leave, but this will not happen to him, Feng Jingye lowered her eyes, because they were not together in the first place, and naturally they did not part.

Bingdi is a thing of the past, and Yingde has been left behind.She will not go to Atobe again, nor will she look back for Daoming Temple. In the end, Suzuki Suzuka will find that the only person she can ask for help in the end is him—Feng Jingye.

Feng Jingye calculated the time, and the transitional relationship between her and Takashi Suzuka will end soon, or has already ended.

In silence, he forced himself to swallow the advice and offered the icing to lure the prey.Be patient, Feng Jingye said to herself, the most patient hunter can get the best prey, even if it will come very late.

"5000 million, I've earned it." Feng Jingye softened her voice.

"what?"

Shocked, Suzuki Suzuka didn't even lower his voice, "...Why do you know?"

"Is it important?"

It doesn't really matter, but——

Mrs. Atobe did offer her a price of 5000 million.But Mrs. Daomingsi was even more arrogant. She said bluntly to Suzuki Suzuka at that time: "No matter how much money you take from Atobe, I can pay you twice."

But the problem is, she never took a penny at all.

"Are you an idiot!" Suzuki Suzuka didn't know what to say for a while, "You should ask me anyway, I didn't—"

"I know you didn't take the money." Feng Jingye chuckled, he seemed very satisfied with the girl's reaction, "I just want to tell you that I can give you what you lost at Atobu and Daoming Temple."

"……idiot."

With a half-helpless sigh and half-moved complaint, Suzuki Suzuka hung up the phone, and she hangs down her hand holding the phone weakly, with her left hand wrapping around her right arm.

She has tried her best to avoid it, but Feng Jingye's favorability is still rising rapidly, even before she has time to react, it is full, but Suzuki Suzuka is getting more and more resistant to him, because——

The boy's blackening value has also been increasing.

Feng Jingye, favorability: 100, blackening value: 35.

Two lines of sight looked over, indistinguishable from light and dark.

Across the width of the corridor, she stood on the side next to the wall, and they stood in the middle of the corridor, forming a triangle with three sides of unequal length, and she was the farthest corner.

It has always been like this.

"Hey, Xiaoling." Guangbang blinked his big moist eyes, "Who is calling?"