Chapter 403 What has been decided

Yang Bingbing suddenly woke up from her dream, and a strong panic had not dissipated from her heart.

I can't remember what I dreamed. In short, it's a bad dream. Yang Bingbing, who was still not used to jet lag, grabbed the quilt and looked out of the window. A faint light came out of the cracks in the beautiful lace curtains. When she went to school, there were many days when she got up at this time.

The head was still drowsy. Yang Bingbing covered her chest for a while and got up to go to the bathroom to wash.

I still can't like everything here, the eyes of relatives, and the small desires of all kinds of people. Lin Lin's various things are intertwined, giving Yang Bingbing a feeling that she is stared at by countless eyes.

Even so, Yang Bingbing is still trying to stand up and face it. She knows that she always has to face it. Whether it is good or bad, you have to solve your own problems by yourself.

A man walked barefoot in the room, and the silent Yang Bingbing was still trying to recall the nightmare just now. Most girls are natural **. Even if they don't believe in this kind of thing, they will panic about nightmares and unknown symbols.

After thinking for a while, Yang Bingbing wanted to call Su Yifan, but she felt that he should be on his way to dinner with someone at this time, and put the phone back in place.

Changing the simple coat she brought, Yang Bingbing walked down the stairs on the third floor. Mrs. Yang prepared all kinds of beautiful dresses and the most popular women's clothing of the season, and Yang Bingbing was too lazy to look at them. Once she dared to dress so simply at a family banquet, she didn't care about other people's eyes at all. Not long after she arrived here, she returned to her usual style.

Of course, more importantly, no one dares to teach Yang Bingbing a lesson. Even Mrs. Yang is careful when talking to this daughter, others will naturally not question Yang Bingbing's dress.

Yang Bingbing knew that those people might laugh at herself or secretly mock her, but she really didn't care.

Be a person who dares to respect yourself all the time, and there is no need to cater to others. This is what Yang Bingbing learned from Cheng Shuixin.

The footsteps walked lightly to the first floor. Yang Bingbing was still not surprised to see Mrs. Yang standing at the top of the stairs. Needless to ask, the breakfast must be on the dining room table, fresh and warm.

Mrs Yang has been expressing everything very carefully. She looked at Yang Bingbing, and her eyes were full of tenderness and distress.

"Wake up? Why don't you sleep a little more?"

Yang Bingbing can talk to her mother freely now. She feels that this progress has been very great: "I can't sleep. I want to go out for a walk."

Where do you want to go? I'll go with you."

Yang Bingbing shook her head: "I want to go out and go alone."

Although this answer was not expected by Mrs. Yang, she was inevitably disappointed, but did not continue to insist.

"Oh... Well, I'll ask Annie to follow you. Be careful and safe."

Yang Bingbing smiled and said, "New York is not as terrible as you think, is it?"

When Mrs. Yang saw her daughter smile, she felt that her heart seemed to suddenly relax. She smiled and said, "Any city has a terrible side. It's just to see if you have a chance to contact her. Go ahead. Now you have breakfast before leaving. Is that okay?"

Yang Bingbing did not refuse Mrs. Yang's request this time. She sat down in the restaurant, ate the breakfast prepared by Mrs. Yang herself, and got up and said thank you.

This made Mrs. Yang, who watched her daughter have breakfast all the way, very uncomfortable. She had to say thank you for eating the breakfast made by her mother. It was clear that she was still outside.

In fact, looking at Yang Bingbing, who is close to perfect in such movements and etiquette, Mrs. Yang is also confused. Is it better to have such an excellent and exquisite daughter, or a daughter who is a little uncomfortable with various requirements? No one can tell which is right or wrong. Mrs. Yang only knows that her daughter is still in front of her now, and all this is enough to satisfy her.

"I'll ask Annie to prepare the car." Mrs. Yang always panicked in front of her daughter, "Where are you going today?"

Yang Bingbing put her hands together and stood in front of her mother. She was almost taller than Mrs. Yang, and her smile was still calm.

"I don't know. I just go out for a walk and don't need a car."

Mrs. Yang knew that her daughter didn't want to go with her, so she didn't mention it again. Yang Bingbing also knew that she could not refuse all Mrs. Yang's requests, so she would take Annie with her. The tacit understanding between mother and daughter is like a silent code, which can be completed without mutual confirmation.

Yang Bingbing, who insisted on walking, said that she would not go far, and such an early morning was indeed too early for New York, a city that stayed up all night. After seriously telling Annie a few words, Mrs. Yang saw Yang Bingbing run briskly and leave the villa.

Americans' enthusiasm for running is really hard to understand, and this sports craze has even affected many Asians in the United States. Yang Bingbing's behavior made her look more like a girl who grew up in the United States than a little girl who just came to the United States from a small city in China.

Annie, who woke up earlier than Yang Bingbing, still wears sunglasses and runs behind Yang Bingbing. The distance between the two is the extent that something can rush over without affecting Yang Bingbing's mood. Anne has always been good at this kind of detail. On the contrary, her typical Asian face outline and perfect figure have attracted the attention of some sports youth, and she has heard several whistles when crossing the first street.

On the contrary, although Yang Bingbing, who is plainly dressed, is outstanding, there is still no harassment. Anne's eyes have been closely following Yang Bingbing and enjoying the early morning air of New York.

From Yang's mansion, the two ran a distance, and in front of them was the block park. Yang Bingbing ran aimlessly, imagining Su Yifan exercising in the morning.

Would you feel better if you could run with Su Yifan on such a fresh morning?

This idea is a little bold, some makes people blush, and more expectant. Yang Bingbing raised her beautiful face, and the beautiful single ponytail fluttered in the sunshine that had just begun to rise, and her mood began to get better.

Youth is like this. The bad mood overnight may turn into a butterfly and fly far away after an early morning. Staying in the same place is always admiration for beauty. Yang Bingbing gradually became calmer while running and breathing. She felt that she began to have the courage to face the chaos in front of her.

After making up her mind, Yang Bingbing decided to run a little longer, then buy a street ice cream and go back, and then talk to Mrs. Yang about her plan.

Such a plan is probably slowly perfect and sublimated in Cheng Shuixin's heart, right? Yang Bingbing felt that she should speed up a little. She hoped that she could do something to prove herself like Su Yifan and use it as a new starting point in her life.

Running slowly along the path in the block park, Yang Bingbing saw countless people.

Old people, children, young people. Both men and women seem to focus on their own world. Many morning runners wear headphones, are silent in music, and run according to the line they set without stopping.

Yes, this is New York. Everyone has their own New York.

Yang Bingbing was in such a trance, looked up at the clouds in the air, and then ran to an ice cream stall in the park.

It's hard to imagine that ice cream sellers started business so early. Are Americans really as lazy as their domestic classmates laughed at in chatting?

With such doubts, Yang Bingbing greeted the bearded stall owner in a light blue sweatshirt with the dollar in her pocket: "Two ice creams, vanilla and original flavor."

This is the best ice cream mentioned by Wang Fang when he was courte to himself at the dinner party. Although Wang Fang boasted that he wanted Yang Bingbing to taste the so-called pound of handmade ice cream for more than 700 dollars, Yang Bingbing still chose to buy a public order.

I don't want to accept everyone's kindness. Except for Mrs. Yang, who is my mother, and rejection will not bring better results. Yang Bingbing has her own principles, and others will not understand her principles at all.

After buying ice cream, Yang Bingbing turned around and handed one to Anne, who was not far away.

"Let's eat together."

Annie likes vanilla-flavored things, which is the result of Yang Bingbing's careful observation. She occasionally chooses many strange flavors when choosing on her own, but vanilla is obviously the most frequent.

There is no reason for Anne to refuse her kindness to Yang Bingbing. After this period of time, Anne also got used to some characteristics of Yang Bingbing and naturally took over the ice cream. The two changed from running to walking, and their state became very leisurely.

There are many people who come out to run in the morning, but there is definitely no unique scenery of the fierce crowds in the morning in the domestic park. Since Yang Bingbing didn't mind, Annie also walked side by side with Yang Bingbing, like a pair of Chinese sisters, holding ice cream in her hands, which made people look very pleasing to the eyes.

When the two were walking quietly in the park, Yang Bingbing suddenly said, "I will stay in the United States for about a week and then go back."

Anne did not show her astonishment. She still held the ice cream in one hand. The action of eating ice cream was not exaggerated, but it had a beauty that people couldn't help sneaking.

Yang Bingbing didn't seem to expect Annie's response. She shook her head with a smile and said, "I don't like it here. It's really not suitable for me."

Anne thought for a moment and said, "This is also your home."

"My family shouldn't have so many hypocritical politeness." Yang Bingbing's stubborn appearance was still beautiful. Her eyes swept over the people around her. "Mrs Yang's life should not be the same as my life. Her parents' expectations are not equal to their children's expectations. In fact, she has long understood it."

This time, Annie didn't say anything. She knew that when Yang Bingbing suddenly wanted to speak, it was actually what happened after she had made up her mind.

"I came back to tell those people that I was actually there all the time, and the things they were worried about were always there." Yang Bingbing looked at the distant sky and whispered, "If there is really something, I won't escape. This is my attitude."

Anne said, "No one will be against you, and Mrs. Yang will not allow this to happen."

"But you still need to be by my side, don't you?" Yang Bingbing smiled at Anne beside her, "Next month is my birthday, and I'm going back to spend it with my friends."

Anne was really stunned this time.

The reason why Yang Bingbing wants to go back is so simple.

When you are happy, you should be with your friends.

"Although I am very grateful to Yang Fu for giving birth to me and allowing me to enjoy so many lives that others can't enjoy." The smile on Yang Bingbing's face gradually faded, "But I still feel that everything here is really annoying."

"I'll go back after I finish talking about my business with Mrs. Yang. I think she can understand."

After saying this, Yang Bingbing took a breath and stopped to put the leftover ice cream wrapping paper in the roadside trash can.

Anne stood more than five or six steps away from Yang Bingbing and looked at the girl whose every move was full of pure feeling, and her heart was full of loss.

Maybe it's just the relationship between employers and employees, and she will still sympathize with such an occasionally melancholy girl.

Just as she was about to say something to Yang Bingbing, as soon as Anne stepped forward, her eyes suddenly changed.

Someone is approaching Yang Bingbing at a speed that is not an ordinary morning runner!