Autumn rain has always been unreasonable. It falls as soon as it is told. It is not as fierce as in summer, but continuous.
Lin Ajiu, who had just finished work, looked at the continuous drizzle and decisively chose to go shopping in the mall to kill time.
She dressed up specially today, wearing a white cardigan coat over a long white and purple skirt. Her long hair was braided on the side and paired with a snowflake-shaped rhinestone hairpin, which was cool and gentle.
She was so beautiful that Feng Yimo, who was standing on the second floor, saw her in the crowd with just one glance.
He habitually felt for a cigarette from his pocket, and realized belatedly that smoking was not allowed in shopping malls. Feng Yimo carefully rubbed the cigarette butt with his fingertips, and suddenly chuckled.
All in all, he hadn't seen Ah Jiu for more than a month. He thought that after having a taste of it that night, he would be more patient in hunting.
If he didn't want to, he would end up acting like a young boy who only knew the taste but no satisfaction. He could only rely on the messy video that night to divert his energy and desire that had nowhere to put.
The patience and reason that we are proud of are like a tight string that will break at some point.
"Mr. Mo," the woman held the shopping bag, coquettishly took Feng Yimo's arm, and followed his gaze downstairs. Her voice was clear and clear, like an oriole leaving the valley, "What are you looking at?"
People were coming and going downstairs, but they just thought he was thinking about something. Then, the woman stood on tiptoes, boldly held Feng Yimo's cheek, and asked him to look at her.
"Mr. Mo, look at me, you haven't been with me for a long time."
As she spoke, the woman blinked her eyes coquettishly, her curled eyelashes fluttering gently like butterfly wings. She was good-looking, but not outstanding. Her single pair of eyes were the most innocent and charming.
In the past, Feng Yimo loved the way she looked with tears in her eyes the most in bed, but now, at a glance, she felt that everything was dull and boring.
The thought of teasing Canary suddenly disappeared, and he just said indifferently, "Go back, don't contact her anymore, just tell Li Yu what you want."
"Did I do something wrong..." Qi Shuqing's face was full of astonishment, tears burst out instantly, she shook her head helplessly and sobbed, "I can change anything."
"Don't abandon me, please...don't leave me..."
How could a handsome and generous benefactor not make people's hearts flutter when he pampered her and treated her like a treasure in the world, gentle and considerate, and occasionally ruffian.
What's more, Qi Shuqing is still a child who has not been favored since childhood. Even this name was chosen by herself.
She tightly grasped Feng Yimo's sleeves, as if grasping some life-saving straw, and prayed humbly and bravely.
"I don't want anything...please don't leave me..."
"Be good, Qingqing," Feng Yimo wiped away the tears on her face with a smile. Just when she looked hopeful and thought things were turning around, her eyes suddenly turned cold, "I don't like women who stalk me."
Hearing this, Qi Shuqing raised her head in confusion, looked into his indifferent eyes, and knew that there was no room for maneuver. She kept sobbing, and after a long time, she murmured, "I know."
She couldn't understand why she had been with Feng Yimo for three years and was very fond of her last month. How could he suddenly break up with her after not seeing her for a month? It was obvious that there was a new person around him...
If you had already planned it, why did you agree to go shopping with her...
She looked back unwillingly and saw the man who was cold and cold-hearted just now, walking into the jewelry store she had just finished shopping with gentle eyes.
The bag in his hand was tightly clenched, and his pink nails dug into his flesh, which was very painful. Even so, it was nothing compared to the dense soreness and astringency in his heart.
I don't know what kind of thoughts gave her great courage, but she chose to follow Feng Yimo secretly. She always wanted to see how the woman who made her out was better than her.
"Ms. Lin, what a coincidence, we meet again."
A tall figure stood in front of him, and a familiar yet inexplicably trembling voice sounded, almost frightening Lin Ajiu into throwing away the perfume in her hand.
She took several steps back, then raised her head to look at the man in front of her. She pursed her lips and smiled after a long while, "Mr. Feng."
Feng Yimo lowered her eyes and glanced at the perfume bottle in her hand. It was not expensive, but according to her temperament, she was probably reluctant to buy it.
He motioned to the salesman and said, "Pack up what this lady likes."
He didn't give Ah Jiu any room to refuse, but at her insistence, he took back his card. When he looked at the payment, Ah Jiu's tight lips and the fingers that pressed the screen until the knuckles turned white, he smiled slightly. The smile couldn't help but escape from his eyes.
Feng Yimo calmly took the shopping bag and suddenly asked, "I heard that you quit your job. Is it because of what happened last time?"
The smile on Lin Ajiu's lips instantly froze on her face. She frowned and looked at Feng Yimo with an irritated and inexplicable look in her eyes, "Mr. Feng, don't you think you are being presumptuous?"
Hearing this, Feng Yimo's smile faded, "I just feel sorry for you."
She was confused, "What?"
"If you resign because of me, it's completely unnecessary. If you stay there, you will not only make more money, but it will also be easier to gain a reputation, right?"
Feng Yimo calmly analyzed the pros and cons, brushed his fingertips along her cheek, and wanted to brush away the fine hair on her temples affectionately, but she avoided it cautiously.
He smiled, retracted his hand as if nothing had happened, and continued to ask, "Are you really willing to bury your talents and teach children to play the piano in a tutoring institution?"
"You know, it's hard to get ahead by learning piano. Do you really want to give up this opportunity?"
Lin Ajiu's breathing was messed up, she tightened her lips tightly, and she suppressed the wavering in her eyes the moment it appeared.
"Mr. Feng, everyone has their own choice. I am just doing what I think is right."
"The right thing?" Feng Yimo laughed at himself, the tenderness on his face was replaced by sarcasm, and the jest in his eyes made Ah Jiu shiver all over.
"What you call the right thing is to give up everything and be willing to become a silk flower and live by absorbing the nutrients of Lu Shizhou, right?"
"Feng Yimo!" Lin Ajiu interrupted him quickly, his brows filled with anger, and even his voice raised unconsciously, "You are not qualified to point fingers at my life, and who allowed you to investigate me privately? !”
"Ajiu, out of selfishness, I want you to go back to work so that I can see you occasionally. As for other high-sounding reasons, I can only say that I want you to wake up."
Feng Yimo looked at her quietly, as if at this moment, all the sharpness had faded away, and his eyes were full of longing.
After a long while, he whispered again, "Ajiu, I really like you."
