Comprehensive Unsolved Mysteries

If there is a beautiful woman who meets and refuses, is this still a human thing?

About!

Miao Fujido quickly packed a small suitcase, met Sakura at the airport, and got on the plane to Hokkaido.

Ahhh, could it be that this is the legendary, instant travel?

Ms. Sakura asked the flight attendant for a glass of water. She said she was a little airsick and would feel better if she drank some water.Then he leaned over and whispered to Miao Fujido: "When you came, did you reveal your whereabouts with anyone?"

Fujido Miu knew who she was asking.

Although the members of F4 treat the school as an amusement park all the year round, they come and go whenever they want, and they seldom have any contact with Miao Fujido in the school.However, most of the students of Yingde College went straight from kindergarten all the way up. Everyone is a sensible person, and they are well aware of the relationship between Fujido Miu and F4.

What's more, there is also a elusive Hua Zelei who comes to school in Fujido Miao's car from time to time, then disappears without a trace throughout the day, and then takes her family's car back in the afternoon.

It is estimated that many people are secretly trying to figure out the intricate relationship between the Fujitang sisters and Hanazawa Lei, and they are talking about it.

Fujido knows that in the short stories where their eyes meet and they are still resting, the precipice he plays is Hanazawa Lei's substitute who is temporarily looking for spiritual comfort because of Fujido Shizuka's departure.

Fuck!This is mistress, right?This is actually Xiaosan!

This is really a very sad story.

The saddest thing is that Hua Zelei never has the consciousness of avoiding suspicion in front of others, and always immerses himself in his own world, not caring what others say about himself as a pitiful little one who cannot be loved.

"Like everyone else, I haven't seen them for a long time." Fujido Miao fooled this shrewd lady calmly.Sakura changed the topic with wit and interest, and began to introduce to her the special services of the hotel she booked.

The two of them arrived in Otaru by car from Sapporo, and it was at the time of magic. The painting style of this city is very suitable for the sunset at dusk, and there is a kind of vague beauty mixed with the world and the world.

"It is indeed a very attractive city. It is a very wise decision to choose this place as a travel destination." Miao Fujido praised without hesitation, and Sakura accepted her compliment very generously.

Although neither of them lacked financial foundation, they chose a large room shared by two people out of security considerations and the psychological effect of girls who often get together.

The female general of the hotel welcomed them into the living room, and recommended that they go to the hotel's hot springs to relieve their fatigue from the journey, and then dinner will be ready.

Sakura readily agreed.Miao Fujido?Of course she doesn't have a problem.

"You have a good figure, Miss Yingzi." Eiko Sakura, the extroverted lady, froze for a moment, and stopped holding her hair with her hands.When she turned her head, Fujitang Miao had already walked to the door of the bathroom, and nodded slightly at her: "Let's take a step first."

The hotel's changing room, bathing room and hot spring are separated, probably this time is not the season for tourists, they didn't see many guests in the hotel, and it was only the two of them who chose to go to the hot spring at this time .At this time, Fujido Miao entered the bathroom, and Sakura Eiko was the only one left in the dressing room.

Just now, there seemed to be a subtle feeling of being peeped... Sakura shuddered, took her own toiletries in one hand, and ran into the bathroom with her chest crossed in the other.

When traveling, it is better not to be separated from your companions.

She thought so.

Fujido Miu, who was washing, thought so too.

I didn't expect this little girl to be quite unexpected.She smiled while thinking about it.It's a pity that my friendship with her and I haven't reached the qualifying limit, it can be seen but can't be touched.

The door that she had just closed when she came in was opened again, Fujido Miao straightened her face immediately, and said very seriously: "The water here is hotter, come here."

Eiko Sakura walked over without any doubt.

Hey hey hey.

Fujido Miu smiled secretly in his heart.

Sure enough, compared to those arrogant and frivolous young masters, it is more pleasant to be with soft girls.

The overbearing, nervous, frivolous young masters are gathering at Meizuoling's house at this moment, doing nothing as usual.

They went out to play again yesterday, Daoming Sisi beat a young man who only dared to verbally provoke him to death in the bar he frequented, and then changed to another club to continue having fun.

When he was venting his anger, Huazelei still acted like he had nothing to do with him, sitting on the side quietly watching the bartender mix drinks, Mizuo Ling gave him some symbolic persuasion and then let him go, Ximen Zongjiro even added to the fun A long whistle was blown.

That little son had been living abroad since he was a child, so he didn't understand the arrogance of these young people at all.

So he didn't understand why he was not satisfied with the attention of the four people who just entered the bar, and he would be treated like this when he rushed to vent a few words without getting angry with the alcohol; he also couldn't figure out why The few peers I befriended under the arrangement of my parents hid behind the crowd, their eyes flickering and they kept silent.

Secretary Daoming Si threw himself on the soft seat on the second floor of the newly changed clubhouse, and glumly took a sip of the cold bartender.Mei Zuoling smiled and asked him, "Miss Chun tormenting you again?"

Daoming Sichun is the elder sister of Daoming Si Si, several years older than him.The father of the two of them died early, and the mother was busy managing the family company and did not go home.In the huge house, apart from the servants, only the siblings depended on each other.

In the eyes of the director of Daoming Temple, Tsubaki of Daoming Temple is all he can rely on.

It is hard for outsiders to imagine that the most violent and flamboyant Daoming Sisi will be eaten to death by his elder sister.

Daoming Sisi seemed very dissatisfied with his intentional stepping on his pain point, and snorted heavily; Mizuo Ling leaned back and laughed, avoiding his kicked leg.It happened that his entourage came over and whispered something in his ear. After hearing this, he stood up, gestured to them, and led them out.

Ximen Zong Erlang, who had just danced with the beauty, came up to the stand on the second floor, and asked Ming Sisi puzzledly: "What's wrong with Ling? Her expression is so serious."

"Who knows." Daoming Temple Secretary didn't kick him just now, feeling rather upset, "It must be something at home." He looked down through the glass fence, a group of men and women dancing wildly, also paying close attention to the movement on the second floor People, seeing his appearance, waved and screamed excitedly.

Boring is dead.

"What about classes?"

Ximen Zong Erlang raised his chin towards the stairs: "Over there, he just said he was going to make a phone call, so he should be back."

Daoming Sisi nestled himself in the soft seat, completely ignoring the noisy and psychedelic environment around him, took out the phone and started pressing it intently.

Ximen Zong Erlang leaned over to take a look, he happened to direct a snake to swallow the little red fruit, and then bumped into his own tail.

Ah.

Meizuoling's home is probably the most comfortable resting place for the four of them.

Daomingsi's house is now occupied by Daomingsi Chun, who has returned to her natal family; Ximen's family is a famous family of tea ceremony, and the rules are cumbersome; Huazelei's mother is obsessed with holding various banquets, and he himself is unwilling to go back.

Mei Zuoling's family is in a special situation. He even owns an independent small building, which is favored by the four of them.

The next morning when he got up and went downstairs, he saw Hua Zelei standing by the window of the living room, frowning on the phone.

Meizuoling paused, yawned and walked down the stairs, calmly interrupting Huazelei's call again: "Morning, Lei, you woke up quite early."

Huazelei dialed the number again without delay, and let out an inaudible "hmm" again.

He insisted on waiting for the call to answer over there, and Mei Zuoling sat on the sofa and watched his thin back, muttering in a low voice, "You are so stubborn".

Huazelei turned around, and said to Meizuoling without looking at her, "I'm going back first." Then she hurried towards the gate.

Meizuoling sighed, and stopped him: "Miaochan is not at home now, even if you go there, you won't be able to see her."

Hua Zelei froze in place, turned around in a daze, and gave him a face that was blank because of being too surprised.

"She went on a trip yesterday, with her friends, and she set off in the morning." Meizuo Ling rubbed her blue eyes, "She is safe now...although something happened last night, but the people I sent to follow have taken care of it gone."

The amount of information contained in this sentence is a bit large, and Hua Zelei didn't know where to focus for a while.

After all, he just took a deep breath, took a step this way, and asked with patience, "Where did she go?"

"Otaru." Misaku Ling said, walked in front of Hanazawa Lei, and pressed one of his shoulders, "The person you like should be Jing?"

Hua Zelei looked back at him with inorganic eyes, calm.

"You know the pressure she's under because of your relationship, don't you? Don't act like you can't see it! She wants to go out and relax, you understand, Class."

His voice was deep and powerful, with a hint of oppression.

"You are sad because of Jing's departure, and you are holding on to Miaojiang and refuse to let go, what is this?!"

But Hua Zelei didn't care at all, waved the hand on the shoulder away, and walked away indifferently.

Misaku Ling, who was left in place, looked at him with a sullen face and squinted eyes.

"I'm not interested in what you said." Hua Zelei said such a sentence when he was about to go out, and then left without looking back.

Meizuoling stood silently for a while, then picked up the microphone on the coffee table and made a call: "Take him to the airport and book him a ticket to Sapporo."

There was a reply, Mizuoling put down the gold-painted microphone but still held it tightly, her fingertips were pale due to the color fading away with force.