"Sigh! Why are you ignoring me?" But he didn't intend to give up at all, and was still yelling at me.
"..." I am always speechless when faced with such boring strangers.
"I said, why don't you answer me?" Seeing that I had no response to his question, he asked again and walked towards me.
"Who are you? Why do I need to answer these boring questions of yours?" I was really disgusted with his questions and actions.
"Oh! It turns out to be a cold-faced beauty!" When he said this, he was already standing about two meters away from me.
"..." I looked at him coldly, still speechless. But this time it's not that I don't want to say something back to him, but that I really don't know what to say. After all, I rarely encounter such people, so it makes sense that I don't know how to deal with them.
"Why are you silent again? Are you a little flattered by my compliment?" He looked at me and said with a hidden smile.
"I don't want to see people like you who ruin my mood, please leave!" I couldn't bear it anymore, so I could only ask.
"Leave? Haha, let me leave? Haha!" He suddenly started laughing, as if I had said some humorous joke.
"Is it so ridiculous?" I actually got really angry. Over the years, I have been living a cold life, speaking and doing things like this. Getting angry is a rare thing in a thousand years!
"Of course it's ridiculous! You actually asked me to leave, when I told you to leave." He stopped laughing that made me angry and said seriously.
"Okay, then I'll leave now. Please give way!" My answer must have been beyond his expectation! Otherwise, he wouldn't have stood there with a surprised look on his face, neither intending to say anything nor giving way.
"Please make way, I want to leave." I said loudly. Because we are on a very narrow path in the sea of flowers, and this path only leads to the center of the sea of flowers, which is where we are standing now, so if he who is blocking the front does not give way, there is no way I can past.
"Miss, don't you need to be so angry? I was just joking with you, I didn't really want to drive you away!" When he woke up, he quickly apologized.
"It's none of your business, it's me who wants to leave." I said coldly.
"Why? Aren't you having a great time?" He didn't seem to understand.
"That was just now. Because of your appearance, I am very unhappy now." I always tell the truth and don't care about what others think.
"So it's me who disturbed you! I'm really sorry." He suddenly bowed to me.
"No, as long as you make way for me now, I don't want to step on these flowers." I said coldly, still so aloof. In fact, if it hadn't been broad daylight, I would have walked away from the flowers and been several miles away, and there would be no need to waste so much time talking to him here.
"Okay, Miss, please leave!" He returned to his normal state and gave way.
"..." But I didn't say anything, I just walked quickly towards the new home, wishing I could fly into the hall and leave this annoying person behind.
"Miss, walk slower, be careful not to fall!" he shouted loudly behind me.
"What a disgusting person. How come there are more annoying people in this world than Lisa!" I couldn't help but sigh in my heart. Maybe it's because of his appearance that Lisa is no longer so annoying, but suddenly misses her, where is she now and what is she doing? Since that night, messy things have happened one after another these days. Now that I think about it, I haven't seen her for a long time.
"Miss Jing'er, you're back! Breakfast isn't ready yet, please wait a little longer." Xiaohui heard a noise in the kitchen, walked out and saw me and said.
"It's okay, I'm not hungry." I replied. As I said that, I walked to the dining table and sat down. I was still sitting in the same position as last time. I gently touched the dining table in front of me with my hands, and such a comfortable and warm feeling came from the fingertips of every finger.
"Can you give me a cup of tea?" When I stopped, I suddenly realized that there was nothing to do, so I asked Xiaohui.
"No, you can't drink tea when you wake up early in the morning and haven't eaten anything. Drinking tea on an empty stomach will hurt your stomach." Xiaohui replied, having returned to the kitchen.
"Oh, really?" I agreed. In fact, I felt very warm in my heart at this time. This was the first person to say this to me since my mother left. When my adoptive father was still alive, although he loved me very much, he was still a man after all and would not notice these details at all. At this time, there was already a loud noise in the kitchen, and it seemed that Xiaohui was very busy.
"Hey! Miss, why are you here!" Suddenly a person walked into the hall, breaking my silence.
"You! Why are you here?" I asked in surprise as I looked at this uninvited guest.
"What's so strange about me coming here? This is my home!" He threw his travel bag on the ground and sat down opposite me.
"This is your home? Isn't this Sinmo's home?" To my surprise, he actually said this is his home, but Sinmo clearly said this is his home, so how could it be the home of this person in front of him? If he is Sinmo's family, that's impossible! Sinmo is hundreds of years old. No matter what kind of relatives he has, it is impossible that he is still alive! And Sinmo is not a natural vampire, so he cannot be the child born after Sinmo becomes a vampire. What is going on! My mind is confused again.
"This is Sinmo's home, and it's also my home. There's no conflict!" he said with a smile.
"Who are you?" I had to ask.
"I'm Henry Zhang! You can call me Brother Xiao from now on!" he said so smugly.
"I'm not asking for your name, I'm asking who you are from this family, or someone from Sinmo." I asked again in a serious voice. It's really annoying. Who do you think he is from Sinmo? I haven't learned any of Sinmo's gentlemanly demeanor at all.
"Young Master, why are you back?" Xiaohui probably heard our loud conversation, so she walked out of the kitchen again. When she saw the playboy in front of me, she was very surprised and asked.
"Young Master?" In fact, I should be the most surprised person present.
"Aunt Xiaohui, you haven't changed at all, you are still so feminine!" He stood up and gave Xiaohui a loving hug.
"Okay, don't do this. Tell me quickly, aren't you studying in England? Why did you come back suddenly?" Xiaohui pushed him away and asked.
"We're on vacation! I miss you so much, so of course I can't wait to come back to see you!" he replied playfully.
"Then why don't you call back so that Lao Chen can pick you up at the airport?" Xiaohui asked after pulling him to sit down together.
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"It's such a nice weather, it's good to take a walk. Besides, if it wasn't like this, how could I see such a beautiful painting today!" He suddenly turned to look at me and said with an evil smile.
"Oh! What kind of painting can make you, a brat with over-the-top eyes, say it's beautiful?" Xiaohui asked without knowing anything.
"It is indeed so beautiful that it cannot be described in human language. Then I will use the language of my own esthetician to say it!" He said proudly, "White plus red, angel plus hell flower, gentle breeze blending together. Under the bright sun. There is only one word - beauty."
"You mean, Miss Jing'er?" Xiaohui also noticed something. It seemed that she was not as slow as she looked.
"Oh! So this lady's name is Jing'er!" He suddenly exclaimed happily.
"You don't have to be so friendly, I'm not familiar with you." I got angry when I saw the disgusting look on his face, and I couldn't help but feel scared when I thought about the possibility of living in the same home with him. Fear? Am I still scared now? Didn’t even the things I most feared happen have already happened
"It seems that I have really made you hate Jing'er!" He had no intention of restraining himself.
"Young Master, okay, don't make Miss Jing'er angry anymore. She is not the kind of girl you know outside. Besides, she is not in good health. She just woke up from a coma that lasted for several days and nights." Hui stopped him.
"Grandma Xiaohui, is he really your young master?" I ignored him and asked Xiaohui directly.
"Yes!" Xiaohui replied with a kind smile.
"But this is impossible." I said negatively.
"Why are you so sure that I am not Sinmo's son?" It was obvious that he was very interested in what I said.
"Do I need to tell you?" I wasn't going to answer his question! Besides, I don’t know if I can answer it. If he doesn’t know about Sinmo, won’t my answer cause trouble for Sinmo again
"Forget it if you don't answer. I'll just ask him. By the way, where's my dad? Is he still sleeping?" Listening to him say "my dad" so naturally made me feel uncomfortable all over.
"Yes! He is sleeping in Miss Jing'er's room. Don't disturb him. He has been very tired these days. Let him have a good sleep!" Xiaohui replied. It was a natural answer at first, but now that I say it like this, why does it sound so unpleasant to me
"What, in Jing'er's room? Could it be..." Although he didn't say the following words, everyone present could easily think of the meaning of the words he wanted to say but didn't say.
"You!" I feel like my lungs are about to explode now.
"Young master, please don't talk nonsense. The young master is just too tired to take care of Miss Jing'er these days, so he fell asleep sitting in the room." Xiaohui explained.
"Miss Jing'er, don't be too angry. The young master talks without thinking. Don't make your body, which is not in good condition, so angry because of his false words." Then she turned to me and comforted me.
"Forget it, I don't want to talk to this kind of person anymore. I'm going back to my room." I would rather go back and face that cute sleeping Sinmo than look at this annoying so-called young master here.
"No, how can that be done? You have been in coma and haven't eaten for several days. If you don't eat something now, how can your body bear it?" Xiaohui pulled me nervously and said.
"What? Jing'er, you haven't eaten for several days? How do you feel now? I'm so sorry, I was so angry with you just now." Henry Zhang, the young master, suddenly became nervous.
"There's no need to call me so kindly. I said I'm not familiar with you. I hope you won't call me that again in the future." I replied coldly, not accepting his favor at all.
"Then what should I call you? Should I call you Angel, or cold-faced beauty?" It seems that dogs can't change their habit of eating shit.
"Without my permission, it means you are not qualified to call me, no matter in which way. I will keep a certain distance from you in the future. I hope you will do the same." I looked at it coldly and with that kind of disdain. he said.
"Don't you have to do this? I didn't do anything bad! Apart from the fact that what I said is a bit not to my liking, there's no need to sentence me to death like this!" He said as if he was complaining.
"What a pity, why don't you even have a little bit of sinmo's gentlemanly demeanor?" I sighed with a slightly mocking tone. I don’t care whether he was wronged or not? If everyone is a blue sky, how can there be so many innocent souls underground!
"It turns out that it's because of this that you don't believe that I am his son! This is normal. Because I am just an orphan, and of course he is just my adoptive father. So it is natural to not be like him." He explained . At this time, Xiaohui had already brought breakfast in front of us. Milk, bread, porridge, fried dough sticks, everything is available, and both Chinese and Western items are available.
"Adoptive father!" I said softly. I also had an adoptive father who loved me, but now that he has left me forever, I can't help but make me sad again.
"Miss Jing'er, are you okay? Don't be too sad. Life and death are determined by fate. Although he is gone, you still have to live, and you have to live happily." Xiaohui saw me so sad Sad, but comforted me.
"Who left?" the young master asked in confusion.
"He was Miss Jing'er's adoptive father. Unfortunately, he passed away a few days ago." Xiaohui told him.
"Grandma Xiaohui, how did you know? Did Sinmo tell you?" I asked. (To be continued)