Chapter 58

I've seen Jibu these days, and I don't know what to say. I'm worried that he has other ideas about me because of my shortcomings, but I can't open my mouth. Every time I see him, I feel sad and never care about me, but now, why is there such a deficiency in complaining about myself like never before?

Even if it is the talent of ordinary people, it will not be like this.

The trace department is almost the perfect talent, and I, with this deficiency, stood beside the trace department, as if I had lowered to the dust and had to look up at him.

I can't be happy.

I didn't say such a thing, and I didn't dare to say it, as if it was a stain. I will stick to me for the rest of my life, and I can't erase it anymore.

Many people saw that I was unhappy, traced, tolerant, eight thousand grasses. But I don't know whether I hate it or how I am, and nothing has been told me. I'm even lower.

I couldn't listen to what eight thousand grass said, and his expression of disgust with me always came to my mind, and slowly I didn't even dare to see him. He took a detour when he saw it.

I didn't dare to go. In the afternoon activities, I stayed in the tea ceremony club and kept thinking that Tongfu, who was always in the tennis department, gradually stopped seeing me. Looking at me, I had a headache.

I didn't dare to go to the tennis department with a shy face.

Finally, one day, before I left the school, I was blocked by the dead car at the door. Eight thousand grass originally went out with me. When I saw this, he gave me a look of asking for more blessings and left with a smile.

Needless to say, the people inside must be traced.

I hid from him for a few days and didn't have the courage. I knew that the final result would never change, but I still wanted to put it off for a while. When did I become so indecisive? There was no time to laugh at himself. He shook the window and was very dissatisfied in his proud eyes.

"Do you want me to invite you in person?"

"I dare not."

Hesitating and hesitating, he still got into his car. Far away from the trace, the palm of his hand was full of sweat. I dare not look at him.

The car started, but it was very smooth. I sat in a closed space with the trace, and I couldn't even breathe. It was completely invisible so that he could not see it.

He stretched out his slender index finger and raised my chin. The irresistible posture made it difficult for me to avoid, and his embarrassed face fell into his proud eyes.

"I'm wrong, so I shouldn't give you a chance to reflect on yourself. You still haven't figured it out these days!"

I know what he is talking about. But I don't know how to answer.

Of course, he has his pride, and I also have my own background. I can expose my shortcomings to him, but I can't admit it. I feel lost and afraid that I don't deserve him...

Shut up, what else can I say when I'm so embarrassed?

A long time ago, I knew that I was strong in many aspects and made concessions in many aspects. Only the bottom line could not be touched. Once I crossed that line, I would not hesitate to turn my face. Not to mention stepping on that line by yourself.

The trace was angered by my attitude, rudely pulling my arm and pulling me over, and biting my warm lips until my taste buds felt bloody.

I was scared by him and struggled desperately, but he relied on being stronger than me and stronger than me, easily restraining me like a beast.

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I got out of the car and ran to the villa without delay. He lowered his head to avoid the strange eyes of the tennis department.

I looked in front of the mirror and confirmed that the wound on my lips had healed. Except for a slight swelling and no abnormality, I was relieved.

The trace is too messy.

What if I can't stop bleeding? Jing Bao was born in two generations, but I'm going to die on this small wound. Doesn't it make people laugh?

Today, the Ministry of Ji specially came to pick me up to the villa under his name, and the regulars of the tennis department have arrived. I'm the only one left. I hide from him every day. I don't answer the phone or read text messages. Naturally, I don't know.

I think he must be angry with me, otherwise his personality would not be so messy.

I dare not go out for dinner.

Afraid of their jokes. Although they joke enough.

I wanted to stay like this, but I didn't get what I wanted. When I changed my long skirt at home, I heard a knock on the door. The beautiful maid came to me, "Miss Takeuchi is here. Master Jingwu asked me to invite you down."

Takeuchi? What is she doing here?

Don't forget to look again before going out. Fortunately, your mouth has subsided and you can still see people.

Takeuchi sat on the sofa in the hall, and Jibu accompanied her as the owner. He was about to watch the play. He took a book and didn't want to drink.

The rest are the worried phoenix, the solemn-faced cave, and the unhappy Xiang Ri. It is estimated that the little sheep has been unconscious at this moment, and he is practicing again.

The sitting bamboo is dignified and elegant, a typical family celebrity, but unfortunately, the faint impatience between his eyebrows destroys the whole feeling.

Seeing me coming down, she couldn't care about her image. She stood up and went straight to the topic, "Liu Sheng, did you play the last concert by yourself?"

How could she know?

Forbearance and trace part, and look at me at the same time. No one mentioned this except for the three of us. He looked at the sun and said, "What are you talking about, Takeuchi? We all clearly saw Baosheng standing on the stage. What do you mean?

Feng also said, "The senior is so excited."

Takeuchi ignored them and only looked at me, "Liu Sheng, I asked you."

I looked at the trace department, looked at Renzu, and said, "I don't understand music."

Although Xiangri was unbelievable, he was clear when he saw the peaceful appearance of the trace department and forbearance. He didn't say anything, but he was slightly dissatisfied. Hearing this, the caveman hummed coldly, but didn't say anything.

Although Takeuchi is well aware of the inside story, he is still hit, "Why? Jibu, why? You can like such a thing, but why did you abandon me?

The trace frowned, "There is no reason, all I like is her. Whether she knows music or not. Takeuchi, even without her, I won't like you.

"You--" Takeuchi was blocked by the directness of the trace and had nothing to say. After all, he was so angry that he walked to me in three or two steps, slapped me, and said coldly, "What are you! But relying on them to protect you, do you really think that you will fly up to become a phoenix? The Jibu family will only accept the daughter-in-law who matches their family. You wait, and I will get it back from you sooner or later!"

"Throw her out!" The trace quickly came to protect me and ordered the people behind him. Just look at my face.

Takeuchi didn't know what his expression was, but his tone was arrogant, "No, I'll go myself!" Jibu, you will regret it."

Jibu sneered, "I will never regret my decision."

Takeuchi was not thrown out after all, and she was respectfully invited out by the housekeeper uncle.

The people in the hall dispersed in twos and threes and closed the book, "I'll go to see the Southern Song."

Shen Nange also came, but he was cleaned up by Shen Lanxun last time, and now he is lying in the room and pretending.

Xiang Ri followed, "I'll go too."

Anobe said, "Changtaro, accompany me to the tennis court."

"Hmm."

The servants didn't need to tell, they sent the potion and left clean.

The trace opened my hand and gently rubbed my fingers on it. It was a little tingling. I don't know if it was broken. As he applied the medicine to me, he complained, "Don't you know how to hide when you see her coming? Where did the usual cleverness go? I never pay attention to a woman like her, even if I know you cheat? What do I have to do with her? If you really feel guilty..."

I couldn't hear what he was saying, but I felt that there was only him in my heart and I couldn't tolerate anything more.

Tears fell uncontrollably for the first time, holding his neck and said, "I know that I will never believe you again..."

Tears fell down his neck along his cheeks. Obviously, he was such a neat person, but he didn't say anything but let me hold him.

Takeuchi is a girl at any time, but after all, he learned tennis and made fierce. At night, half of his face swelled up. Fortunately, the skin was not broken. After applying the medicine, he recovered quickly, and the swelling subsided the next day.

Thanks to Takeuchi's noise, I know what Jibu thinks, and the depths of my heart are desolate and green grass overnight.

Although I was made fun of by Shen Nange, am I a loser? He had a lot of handles in my hand. After a move, the two of them won a game. They were proud and were coldly watered by a few words. "You owe me, remember."

No, I still owe it. He helped me cheat.

I doubt how Takeuchi knew about this, but it was already disgraceful. There was really no need to pursue the bottom with great fanfare, so I had to put it on hold.

The menu prepared by Shen Nange is here for special training.

In order to strengthen the physical training of Xiang Ri, Shen Nange specially found camouflage clothes, the kind of special clothes used by the Jing family to train children. Tailor-made, close to the skin, the material is very special, like the second layer of skin, breathable, comfortable and elastic, and the joints have been specially treated. It looks like a thin layer, which can actually resist heavy blows.

Then order Xiang Ri to run around the mountain.

In the resentment of robbing the sky and the earth to the sun, all of them went up under the order of the trace department! The pressure of the trace department can be seen, so everyone has to accompany Xiangri. Among them, the most unlucky thing is me. I really drank water, stuffed my teeth, and was shot while lying down. Originally, I was happily preparing for tomorrow's barbecue party, but Shen Nange said a word, and I also had to go.

Wearing mountaineering clothes and carrying bags in the backpack, it is actually a stone, with a kettle and dry food hanging around the waist.

I have nothing, and all I eat is in Shen Nange's bag.

Shen Nange said, "Baosheng, as a coach, I can't only care about you. Do you want to keep up with the army?"

I gritted my teeth, "Yes, coach!"

Next, Shen Nange turned into a devil and ran behind us with a whip. His feet were always touched a few times. Shen Nange's whip was thin and soft, which hurt and left no trace on his body. I know that the whip is just a cover, and what really hits us is spiritual power.