crimson greed

Fei's father and her brother were watching in the hospital, so Fei Li didn't go back.

Recently, the school invited a professor who came back from the UK to teach them. There were no classes in the senior year. The students were busy looking for jobs and practice exercises. Many students ended up working as tutors, and some went to Hengdian to work as extras.

If she had chosen to major in language, she might have been too busy looking for a job, and it was even more difficult to find a job in this field.

Bridges return to bridges, and roads return to roads. Walking out of the school gate, one side of the sky and the other side of the ground cannot be surpassed by half an inch.

Feili got the notice the day before yesterday, so she asked for leave from the company, and went to school to catch up with the class. There were always many people in the famous teacher's lecture, and the students who were usually absent rushed back from all over the place.

Qiao Yan woke up in the morning, her head was dazed, her eyelids were drooping, she was extremely sleepy, the corners of her eyes were red and hot, and the heat in her heart could not be dissipated. After brushing her teeth and washing her face listlessly, she sat at the table and ate porridge.

Seeing her sickly appearance, Fei Li asked with concern, "Is Yanyan feeling unwell?"

Qiao Yan took a mouthful of rice porridge and put it in his mouth, but it was tasteless, "I'm fine, I'm done eating, I can go to school."

"If you eat too little, you'll be hungry. Eat more." Fei Li felt sorry for the child. She read books every day at such a young age, and seemed to be tireless, pulling her all the time.

"Wrap the scarf, the temperature has dropped significantly in the past few days, it's too cold, the little princess needs to keep warm."

She wrapped the scarf made of thick red thread she bought around her neck, covering her mouth and nose, and looked down at her limp hair, her long black eyelashes floating slightly, so cute and obedient that she couldn't help it Touched her little face.

When Qiao Yan stretched out her fingers, she suddenly turned her head, her voice became cold, "Let's go to school."

Fei Li blinked her eyes, awkwardly withdrew her hand in mid-air, and spontaneously carried her schoolbag, "Then let's go."

He sent Qiao Yan to the gate of the municipal primary school early in the morning, and watched her enter the school without looking back, her small figure disappeared into the crowd in an instant.

She was very depressed in her heart, wondering if the child had something on her mind to hide, and it was so distressing to be so silent.

After a while, a few children came and they took a closer look at the students in Qiao Yan's class. Those students had seen her before and knew that she was Qiao Yan's aunt, so they politely greeted her: "Hi little aunt, we It's Qiao Yan's classmate."

"How are you all?" She bent down to look at them, and asked with a smile, "Can you tell me about Yanyan's situation at school, my little princess is a little busy recently."

A chubby girl stood up, thought for a while and said naively: "Qiao Yan is very nice, she is beautiful, both boys and girls like her, and she has good grades, but she always gives people a cold feeling and is not easy to get along with, but When I was squeezed out, Qiao Yan stood in front of me to help me. Because I was fat, they didn't want to be friends with me, but with Qiao Yan and Chengyu around, I wasn't lonely anymore. Those classmates said that Qiao Yan was arrogant, arrogant, pretending to be cold and so on, but in fact they just envied her."

"Just like that?"

Hu Shu pouted and said, "She's smart, but sometimes she's scary."

Fei Li raised her eyebrows: "Scary? Why is it frightening?"

"I don't know the details. She seems to hate eating pears. When Chengyu finds that she is in a bad mood, he will give her a pear, and then she will throw it into the trash can coldly. But Chengyu said that she likes to eat it very much." Pears, otherwise I wouldn’t be thinking about pears all the time.”

pear?She hates pears?

Fei Li pursed her lips, becoming more and more incomprehensible, as if there was a layer of veil between them, unable to explain clearly.

Another girl said: "Besides, she has a bad relationship with Liu Di from class three, and the two had conflicts."

"That's right, I see, thank you for telling me."

"It's okay, Miss Sister, we will go to school first."

"Well, bye~" She stood up, watched the students gently enter the campus, and then drove to the school.

Along the way, she pondered over the child's words carefully, and finally turned into a sigh.

Has the rebellious period come ahead of time?

A burst of melodious piano music sounded in the narrow car. She glanced over and pressed the phone directly.

"Ali."

"Qi Xue, what's the matter?" Ever since she left that night, Qi Xue hadn't contacted her again, and the calls to her had been cut off all the time. She knew that she shouldn't break her promise, which made her heartbroken.

"What's up with your mother?"

She looked at the road ahead and was silent for a while, her expression unchanged, "It's all right now."

"I was in a bad mood two days ago, so I didn't answer your call. I was very angry. You just leave as soon as someone calls. You feel that I don't have any weight in your heart. I'm afraid that you won't love me."

Qi Xue's voice was a bit dazed, she had spent a lot of courage to love her, and she didn't want to end up with no place in her heart.

"Qi Xue, I have classes during the day, so come out for dinner if you have time in the evening, I want to introduce someone to you."

When Qi Xue heard this, her heart brightened, "Tonight, no problem, then I'll wait for you."

"Well, then I'll hang up first."

Hearing the other party's naked confession, Fei Li didn't want to sneak around with her anymore, she wanted to bring her to meet Qiao Yan, let them get to know each other, maybe Qiao Yan would gradually understand her feelings.

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"Have you ever played palmistry?"

Qiao Yan was doing her homework, when she heard the girl in the front row turn her head to talk, the pen in her hand paused.

She doesn't like the chirping voice very much.

Cheng Yu asked curiously: "Palmistry, I remember there is a book about palmistry, can you read it? I can't even read it."

"My elder sister knows Tarot and can read physiognomy. She taught me some things. Would you like to let me have a look?"

"Really? Then can you help me find my future boyfriend?"

In the aisle next to it were a few boys who were pushing and shoving. It was noisy after class, and they chatted around the table.

Song Minzhu glanced at Chengyu's hand. The other's palm was fleshy, the fingerprints were clear, and the marriage line was smooth, with almost no cracks. She said, "Your boyfriend must love you very much, and there are no twists and turns."

Cheng Yu's eyes lit up, "Ah, really, it means that I will be very happy in the future."

"Yes, yes, let's change to another one." Song Minzhu cast her eyes on Qiao Yan, who had a calm expression, leaned over and asked softly, "Qiao Yan, do you want to read your palm? It's really accurate. I see them all right."

"I don't look." She didn't lift her eyes.

"There is a marriage line that can see whether you and your future lover have a result, like Chengyu is auspicious."

Several pairs of eyes by the table fell on her one after another, Cheng Yu whispered: "Why don't you take a look, maybe it's really accurate."

These people really don't want to play to the end and won't let her rest for a while, Qiao Yan put down the pen expressionlessly, stretched out her slender and well-articulated hand, "Let me show you."

Song Minzhu blinked her eyes, smiled like a little sun, lowered her head and put her hands in hers, looked at a clear line under her fingers, glanced suspiciously several times, a little inconceivable.

Qiao Yan's hand is very beautiful, straight as a thin scallion, and there are calluses left by writing on the finger side, this hand is so skinny to the touch.

"Your marriage line is so strange that it suddenly broke in the middle. Breaking the line is very taboo and very unlucky. That is to say, in the future, when you meet someone you like, it is the type that is doomed to failure and no results." , you need to get out in time, otherwise no matter how hard you try, you won't have a chance to be together."

Qiao Yan originally wanted to hit her with a few words, but when she heard her words, she froze, her face darkened secretly, and she withdrew her hand.

Cheng Yu glanced at her, quickly waved his hands, and casually broke the dignified atmosphere, "Okay, well, Song Minzhu, you can't be sure, my marriage is so good, how could Qiao Yan have no results. Don't believe it, Yanyan, This is definitely not allowed. When I was born, my father asked a monk to calculate my horoscope for me. The man said that I would fall into the river and avoid the water, so he changed my name. My name used to be Cheng Miaomiao. Because there is water in it, it is directly changed into the word jade."

Song Minzhu scratched her face instead, and smiled innocently, "Maybe it's really not accurate, hahaha, this is just for fun, Qiao Yan, don't believe it too much, I sometimes make mistakes."

Qiao Yan lowered her eyes, without making a sound, striding across the table to avoid her own seat with a blank expression.

"I'll go to the toilet first and then come back."

Qiao Yan, you can't believe in such metaphysics. It has no basis at all, so it's not worth mentioning.

After Qiao Yan left.

Song Minzhu lay her hands on the table and said cautiously to them: "Qiao Yan's thread is so strange. After it broke, a very parallel and clear line appeared again. There was a fork on the line. I remember my sister said it was a hit. She will be stabbed in the back, and there are many lines in her marriage. She has never had a bad relationship in her life. She will worry about her husband in the future. Long, this kind of person is a bit scary."

Cheng Yu pouted and said, "Yanyan is so good, she will definitely become a formidable person."

Qiao Yan has always been cold-tempered, with excellent grades, and a kind person. There are many boys who like her, but every boy who wants to get close to her is scared away by her coldness.

"There is no such thing as believable."

The class of the day passed slowly like this.

Qiao Yan was temporarily taken out for dinner by Fei Li, saying that she wanted to introduce someone to her.

With one hand resting on her chin, she leaned against the back of the chair with a cold expression, pinching her throbbing temples, feeling the air was getting colder and colder, and she was a little out of breath.

At this time, she really wanted to go back to sleep.

The two came to the Fanghua restaurant together, black and white European style, two twisted fortune trees greeted the door, this spot was full of guests, and all kinds of voices came from all directions like a flood.

With the flickering light above her head, she saw a woman sitting by the window at a glance. The woman was wearing white fur, tied into a ponytail, put her hands together, and focused her eyes on the night scene outside.

"Qi Xue, here we come." Fei Li drew her attention back, and led Qiao Yan to a seat, "This is the little princess we Yanyan mentioned to you."

Qi Xue was very handsome, her complexion was fair, her eyes were watery, and her voice was like sweet fructose, Qiao Yan couldn't help but take another look.

"Hello Xiao Qiaoyan, I'm Qi Xue, and I'm Fei Li's friend."

Qiao Yan lowered her head and clenched her fingers secretly.

When she thought about what Fei Li brought her here for, she couldn't escape.Simply, she opened her narrow peach eyes and smiled sweetly, "Hello, I'm Qiao Yan."

"Sit down, it's been a long time."

"Just arrived here, Ali, you order first."

Fei Li called the waiter and ordered three servings of Frosted Steak, "Order these first, and then two servings of chicken wings."

"Okay, please wait a moment."

The atmosphere suddenly became weird.

Qiao Yan's forehead was hot, and she drooped her eyelashes, playing with the chopsticks at hand, without any energy.

Fei Li was wearing gray woolen cropped trousers, a sweater as a base layer on her upper body, and a black down jacket directly on the outside. Due to the high temperature in the restaurant, she took off the down jacket and hung it on the table behind her. She has a slim and graceful figure .

There was no sound at the four-person table.

Looking down at the entire night scene, it is quite beautiful and dreamy.

Holding a cup of hot water in her hand, Qiao Yan saw Qi Xue leave the seat and sit next to them, and there was an empty seat next to Fei Li, she hesitated for a few seconds, then looked away.

The two women at the table were so close that they could almost touch each other's cheeks, chatting and laughing softly, and the boundaries had been crossed in the ambiguity.

—too intimate.

She frowned quietly, curled her fingers slowly, tried her best to drink hot water calmly, and looked at them from the corner of her eyes.

"Ali, I have something to tell you." Qi Xue tugged her hand, her face was pink.

Fei Li leaned over, her neck was exposed outside the clothes, and the low-necked yellow sweater inside was loose, the looming white and slender neck, and her slender body had a faint orchid fragrance.

Her low voice drifted into her ears like the wind, touching the heartstrings, "What do you want to say?"

"I think..." Qi Xue raised her lips and met hers with an arc.

It seems provocative, it seems pampered.

Qiao Yan's face was calm and composed, but his heart was already in a state of confusion, his face was sullen, his lips were pursed and he kept silent.

Her dark eyes were fixed, she suddenly lowered her head and sneezed: "Tch!"

Hearing the sound, Fei Li suddenly turned her head to look over. Qi Xue tilted her body and kissed her empty. She raised her eyebrows and quickly straightened her face.

He closed his eyes for a moment, and pursed his lips shyly.

"Have a cold?" Fei Li didn't look at Qi Xue's embarrassment, her eyes were fixed on the sleepy little girl, and she stretched out her hand to touch her forehead.

Qiao Yan raised her hand to open her phone, frowning indifferently: "I'm fine, you're too close to me."

"..."