Daiyu: After being reborn, who still wants to be a yandere?

All I saw was a delicate hairpin lying in a black velvet box. The entire hairpin was emerald green, and the light from the stove flickered in its reflection, making the hairpin look even more lustrous and delicate.

Daiyu's heart was beating violently:

She picked up the hairpin carefully, and it felt warm and soft when her fingers touched it.

Against the light of the fire, if you look down a little at the tip of the hairpin, you can see a small character "Min".

This is the word she has been deliberately avoiding pronouncing.

It was indeed the hairpin that her mother had used in the past. Daiyu just stroked it carefully and did not dare to wear it.

If she said that last time at the Redology exchange meeting, she only felt some ripples and a sense of longing and sadness when she saw the photos projected on the big screen.

At this moment, when she touched the hairpin herself, Daiyu felt countless emotions surging in her heart, but they were stuck in her throat and she didn't know where to start.

[The husband combs his wife's long black hair into a bun, and puts flowers in her hair, showing their love for her.]

My wife's smile is as bright as a flower in the sun, and our love will never leave. 】

Hundreds of years later, my father and mother are no longer alive, and all these things are just reminders of them.

This feeling can be recalled forever, but it was already gone at that time.

In the end, Daiyu just sighed softly, put the hairpin back into the box and closed the lid.

He Shuirong saw that her long eyelashes were slightly drooping, and there seemed to be a crystal clear light in her eyes.

Daiyu's emotions were fluctuating just now, and he could actually sense it -

It seemed, it seemed, that she and the original owner of this hairpin once had a different kind of friendship.

The light in her eyes when she saw the hairpin just now, the surprise when she touched the hairpin later, and then she fell into deep thought at the end.

There were countless emotions on her face, and she felt as if there were thousands of knots lingering between her brows.

"What's wrong? Don't you like it?"

Daiyu looked up at him, shook her head slightly, and said:

"I like it very much. Thank you, Mr. He."

He Shuirong asked:

"Then why not? Not wearing it?"

"I... miss my family..."

After she finished speaking, Daiyu held the hairpin box as if it were a treasure and said to He Shuirong:

"Teacher He, I'm going upstairs."

He Shuirong nodded to her and watched her turn around, holding onto the wooden railing, and disappear around the corner.

He was stunned for a moment, then turned on his phone and started searching online:

[I gave a girl a hairpin, but she was not happy. What should I do? 】

As a result, many netizens had the same dilemma, and many people posted comments and replied:

[If she refuses to accept it, then it means you have no chance...]

He Shuirong:!!!

She didn't refuse, but she was not very happy.

[For married couples, hairpins are a token of love. If you give a hairpin to someone and the other person is unhappy, it may be a silent rejection! ]

[Hairpins were one of the tokens of love between lovers in ancient times, equivalent to today's rings. Giving a hairpin to a woman means that you will marry her. And the other party is not happy? Congratulations, buddy, you have no chance. ]

The further He Shuirong slid down, the more upset he became.

Finally, after thinking it over, he threw the question to Xie Yun:

[I gave a girl a hairpin, but she was not happy. I give you ten minutes to find a solution! ]

Xie Yun: ...

This message contains too much information!

Send a hairpin?

Is it for Miss Lin?

But she is not very happy?

Miss Lin always wears her hair in a bun, so she is not happy to receive a hairpin? Mr. He was rejected!

While Xie Yun was eating melons, he forwarded the message to the melon-eating group.

Lei Ming also smelled the scent of the melon, and he immediately asked:

[Is this “she” a small camellia? ]

As for Daiyu, she hid the hairpin in a drawer, locked it, and made sure it was safe.

She looked in the mirror, pulled the corners of her mouth with her hands, and regained her composure. She thought to herself that she had just lost her composure and wondered if Teacher He would find it strange.

After adjusting her mood and pretending as if nothing had happened, Daiyu walked downstairs.

She changed into a pair of soft-soled embroidered cloth shoes and walked silently.

When she got close to He Shuirong, she saw that his fingers were still sliding on his phone. Daiyu stepped forward and greeted him:

"Teacher He..."

He Shuirong was so busy that he put his phone back, fearing that she might have seen something.

Then, he pretended to be casual, his eyes fell on Daiyu's hair——

It’s still that broken pencil.

Instantly, his mood plummeted:

Am I too anxious?

Or am I just being too sentimental?

"How's your fire going?"

Bai Fan and several others came in from outside, each holding some ingredients in his hand, and everyone started busy preparing dinner.

Daiyu's mood had long returned to normal. After being reborn into modern society, she also came to terms with the fact that some people can only accompany her for a while.

Even until dinner time, He Shuirong still looked uninterested.

Usually he sat next to Daiyu, but today, in order to compete with Yang Liushu, He Zimo deliberately stood between Daiyu and He Shuirong. He just drooped his eyelashes slightly and said nothing.

He Zimo was a little confused. He stared at his uncle and wondered what happened to him. He was showing off all night last night, holding the camellia that his sister gave him and showing off proudly.

Even Yang Liushu felt a little strange. Just now, this person was as cold and aloof as the overbearing president in a romance drama, but now, why did he seem to be a little more gloomy?

However, he looked even scarier like this. Yang Liushu chanted "Amitabha" in her heart, but she really didn't have the courage to sit with him.

He stood there trembling with fear, thinking that he was being murdered by Ms. Li Lifen. Whoever wanted to take part in this Hongmen Banquet could do so.

Huang Siyu was relieved. She was originally quite embarrassed to come and eat for free, but when they were picking vegetables, Yang Liushu, the silly boy, livened up the atmosphere a lot, and she gradually relaxed.

Mr. Zheng looked at He Zimo sitting on the stool. He went over and tapped He Zimo's head gently, then leaned over to his ear and whispered:

"Aren't you afraid of the pain in your butt?"

After saying that, Mr. Zheng secretly gestured to him in a spanking position.

He Zimo suddenly thought of his cute little butt. It must have been too complacent recently because it had been clinging to its sister's thigh. He quickly stood up, gave up the Feng Shui throne, and sat down obediently against the willow tree.

He Shuirong didn't say anything and moved his chair to another spot next to He Zimo's.

Throughout the meal, he just picked up food and ate in silence.

After dinner, Daiyu called everyone together for a brief meeting and briefly talked about the recent marketing direction and key points to note in product packaging.

Everyone started to work and study separately.

**

Lin Xi made an appointment with Nancheng No. 6 Middle School to come over the next day to share experiences.

In order to familiarize her with the venue procedures and layout, Principal Zheng made an appointment with Lin Chenhui and others to come and see the venue in advance.

Lin Chenhui knew that Principal Zheng had a daughter who was in her third year of high school, so he specially prepared two bottles of rose saltpeter to visit:

"Principal Zheng, these two bottles of rose salt are for your wife and daughter. I hope you can help recommend them to Mr. Zheng."

Zheng Yan was also sitting in the principal's office at this time. When she heard about Rose Saltpeter, she became very excited.

This product had been very popular in its previous marketing and promotion. It was said that it was a sample of the Red Mansion that was bought at an auction for 2100 million yuan.

Which woman in the world doesn't love beauty? Zheng Yan hurried forward to take it.

Wang Xiaoli was waiting outside the principal's office. When she saw Zheng Yan coming out, she hurried over to ask:

"Zheng Yan, how is it, did you see Lin Xi?"