Holy, solemn, mighty, and awe-inspiring!
It made her scared and awed, and it made her... more and more panicked.
How could this be, how could it be like this.
Obviously you are the best, and Ye Jian is the worst. It is you who are clearly promising. How could it be like this? How come it is like this....
I don’t know which class of the students walked along, and the white gloves in their hands ran across Ye Ying’s startled eyes like light, which made her close her eyes involuntarily. The whole person’s breath was like dust, cold and dull. There is no trace of vitality.
"Yingying, hurry up." Seeing her daughter hadn't moved, Sun Dongqing couldn't help but urged softly, "I'm looking at you, hurry up."
Ye Ying opened her eyes, her eyes moved lightly, and her voice asked in a vacant voice, "Mom, why am I worse than her? It's right that I am better than her, why did I... become what I am now? "
"What nonsense!" Sun Dongqing, who has always thought that her baby daughter is the best, coldly said, "What's wrong with you? You are better than the dead girl!"
"What's good here, yeah, see? All the officials are standing on the top. What is Ye Jian, a cadet! How many cadets are there? There is nothing great about her being admitted."
Sun Dongqing will comfort herself and find excuses for Ye Ying to escape. She thinks it is all for Ye Yinghao. In fact, whenever Ye Ying has a little thought of introspection, Sun Dongqing immediately jumps out and takes the initiative to make excuses for Ye Ying. Over time, Ye Ying also became her temperament.
Developed to be incomprehensible to reality, habitually looking for excuses to evade the facts, always believing that oneself is right, others are wrong, everyone has no prospects, and oneself has the blind temperament of success.
Sun Dongqing, who once again suppressed Ye Ying's self-reflection, didn't know how wrong she was, and continued to comfort: "Now let her be beautiful, and wait until you enter the Beijing regiment and fight with the high officials in the army every day, Yingying, that day It's called scenery!"
Maybe there is a son of a high-ranking official, or a young and promising high-ranking official to be a boyfriend. Look, look, how great! What a promise!
What if the dead girl is supported by old things? Who would help her for so long if she takes the tea to cool!
Sun Dongqing, whose scars have forgotten the pain, is back again and dare to belittle Ye Jian in secret, "Yingying, you have to remember to my mother that you are always stronger than the dead girl, and you are better! No matter what, you still have your parents." Support, and she has nothing!"
That's right, she still has the support of her parents anyway, what is Ye Jian's current situation like now? She is not an ordinary military academy, and she is not standing here to bask in the sun. Who would notice her!
Whenever there was a slogan, the two mothers and daughters who couldn't help shaking their shoulders whispered, glanced at the parade playground with floating eyes and quickly retracted, with the cautiousness and... fear that they hadn't noticed.
Ye Zhifan focused all of his attention on the parade playground. He didn’t look back and didn’t hear what the two mothers and daughters said. , The two mothers and daughters who don't know the truth always leave.
There were only teachers in the auditorium in straight military uniforms. Ye Zhifan couldn't help pulling his shirt when he sat down to show respect to the Fangzheng team that came by.