Chapter 674: Young lady

You, like everyone else, are dog-minded.
This is the cry from the weak when they ca n’t get sympathy. The man's wobbly tears and the blue veins on his neck look so pitiful and worthy of sympathy. If a third party witnesses at this time, he will be compassionate, and then Bashing girls who are bullying.
"Not just strength, why bully people. It is not good talents, why do you get a place. It is not poor ability, why can not get the recognition of others ..." The girl this time is not in a hurry to leave, but He walked back in a calm and leisurely pace, and said while walking, his tone was slow and there were no ups and downs, but all the voices of Jifeng were spoken, his unwillingness and depression.
"Oh." At the end, a sneer overflowed from the corners of her mouth, a delicate childish face was facing the man nailed to the wall, and the words were repelled clearly one by one. "Why are you weak? Others sympathize and compassionate? Why do strong people have to take care of your glass heart? By what ability can a good person not choose a strong unity, he must look back at you, a kind of pitiless and climbing on the body of his own woman insect?"
With his hundred reasons, Song Ye can also fight back with a hundred reasons, and each of them can stop him dumb.
She was most annoyed by those who stood on the moral high ground and demanded that the strong must unconditionally support the weak, and she hated such a shameless and shameless person.
"I, I'm just ..." Ji Feng didn't expect Song Ye, who had always been cold and heartless, would say these words, and every word was poked at his heart, making his face blue and white, open. I didn't even know what to say, "I didn't want you to pity me. I just think we are already friends. Why don't you give me a chance?"
It is clear that she has no friends at all in this courtyard, and everyone recommends the same.
As long as she opened his mouth easily, he could solve his troubles. Why was she unwilling?
Looking at this man's stubborn appearance, Song Ye felt that he said nothing more than talking to the ducks, twitching his lips, and couldn't help whispering, "It's not surprising that God ended like this. "
What kind of end?
Naturally, he crossed the boundary line overnight, and was then passed by his fingers with his fingers, and his blood was thrown to death at the foot of the mountain.
Such a woman who was desperate for love was originally cute, but unfortunately she chose the wrong object.
One month later, the name was mentioned again, Ji Feng's face still revealed paleness and pain, his face was full of tears, his brows were filled with depressed sadness, "I can't save her, I abandoned her, I originally I thought the separation was temporary. When I was free, I picked her up. I didn't expect ... "
I didn't expect that stupid woman would run up to die overnight.
"Put away your hypocritical face, your confession, and keep talking to her." Song Ye was right, not to mention that he was not interested in the entanglement between the two, and watched God being beaten with the help of Jifeng. He died, and from the standpoint of her indifference to her today, she knew how false his confession was at the moment.
"The woman who abandoned her and stayed trampled by this person is voluntary and has nothing to do with me." Song Ye gave him a glance, then turned quietly, "Also, what you like to do is your thing, even if you pretend Busy, do as much as I can, and I won't owe you half a point. "
She is not really 18 years old, nor is she a silly woman like God. Where can I not see that Ji Feng is rushing tonight holding a candle? Her pace is fast and her breath is unstable. Sweat, everything is to win her sympathy, thinking that such a deliberate flattery can get a referral opportunity.
But it never occurred to him that everything in the end was just a one-man show.
The voice fell, and the girl turned away, leaving no half a corner of her clothes.
It wasn't until her figure left the main hall that Ji Feng's imprisonment was lifted. He suddenly fell to the ground, his pale face without a trace of blood.
After this night, the three-day deadline has expired, and everyone's wishful thinking has to go to the main director Sun to test their skills.
After two consecutive days, a large number of people were beaten down, and low air pressure permeated the entire left compartment.
In the midst of intense preparations, Song Ye stayed out of the house and came out early and late to strengthen his ability.
This morning, she used to want to go out after breakfast, but was stopped by Mu Zhen halfway through.
"The main house is here, and I want to see you by name." Mu Zhen was in a hurry, and his voice was still panting, for fear that Song Ye would take a step first, and it was him who couldn't find anyone who would suffer.
"Who?" Song Ye raised his eyebrows slightly, not naively thinking that it was Shao Yichen who gave her antidote. If her illness was so easy to resolve, then Shao Yichen would not have asked him for time. Now it's just five days later, the main house is here, and the timing is wrong.
"It's a young lady. I don't see it. She is wearing a veil of fighting." Muzhen answered truthfully. After various performances during this time, he never dared to look down on the girl in front of him, cheat, or engage in small moves behind him. The last unlucky one can only be himself.
Young lady ...
Song Ye froze slightly, his frown frowned.
She remembered Dr. Pang saying that Shao Yichen had been single for so many years, so what was the identity of the young lady from the main house?
With this doubt, she turned her steps to the main hall.
These days, the principal Sun is testing the people under his hands, and the main hall is handed over to Song Ye to take care of her. At this moment, she turned around the arch, and at first glance she really saw a woman sitting on the main seat.
The other person wore a water-colored gauze skirt, and the complicated and delicate embroidery technique lined the whole dress. The veil covered the entire face, and Yingying Chuochu could only see the outline.
This costume, like a cosplay, is definitely an eye-catching scenery on the streets outside. It can be placed in this deep house courtyard, but it just feels very harmonious. Every breath in her body is telling one thing, this is a woman who has grown up in the world of the mountains since she was a child.
When Song Ye approached and observed her, the other party also noticed her presence, raised her neck slightly and looked straight at it. The breeze rolled over the veil, revealing a gap, which allowed the other party to see Song Ye's appearance.
With only one glance, the tea cup in the woman's hand stunned and knocked to the ground with a squeak.
"Ah ..." She stood up sharply and whispered briefly.