Leng Yiyao tilted her head, but her neck automatically distanced herself from him. The corners of her eyes were slightly raised, showing a hint of thoughtfulness: "There should be ten days left before school starts. There's no rush."
When she said the word "no hurry", her voice had an inexplicable tone. Not to mention Zhai Mu, even Frey on the side was slightly shocked.
But she had turned her head as if nothing had happened to see how her things were being placed.
After a long time of busy work, I put a bedroom where there should be a bedroom, and a bathroom where there should be a bathroom. The original masculinity of the villa finally blended in with a touch of feminine gentleness.
"Since you are not going back to D City, and you don't know anyone in the capital, do you need to arrange for someone to accompany you around?" Frey looked at the time and saw that it was already late. Now that things at the villa have been settled, he no longer needs to stay here. However, out of courtesy, I asked before leaving.
"No, I'll call you if anything happens." She smiled, with a dimple showing slightly at the corner of her mouth. The sun shines through the curtains and slants on her body, giving her a youthful and carefree look.
Frey couldn't help but cast his eyes on Zhai Mu, who was standing on the other side.
The other party was studying a green plant with his head down, obviously not having the slightest doubt about Leng Yiyao's words.
These two people…
I don't know if it was his imagination, but I always felt that the atmosphere was a bit unusual.
"Then I'll go first and keep in touch." Frey smiled at her nonchalantly and said no more nonsense. He turned around and glanced at the young men in military uniforms. Immediately, she and Zhai were the only ones left in the room. Mu.
"It seems that the marshal asked you to arrange my daily life?" Frey left, but Zhai Mu was still standing in the room. Leng Yiyao's mind turned around and she gradually understood their work assignments. To put it simply, Zhai Mu is the housekeeper of her life, while Frey is responsible for overall assistance.
Judging from the current personalities of these two people, Hemer's method of using people is quite unique.
"Although I was born in the capital, I later joined the army and didn't stay here as long as Frey. However, the place has not changed much over the years. If you have any questions, I will be there for you." Zhai Mu shrugged. , smiled lightly at Leng Yiyao. After school starts, he will only be a senior student in high school. If it was their first meeting, he might still be curious about why the marshal treated her so differently. However, I have seen her take action twice, with fierce and calm killing blows, and her calm blood flow, as if it was a natural skill. To be honest, he was actually very satisfied with the Marshal's arrangement. He lowered his head and licked his lips without trace.
Leng Yiyao looked at him for a moment, her eyes slowly filled with smoke, then she turned her head and burst into laughter: "I'm here with you? What if I don't pass you on?"
"Then I have to keep my eyes peeled and know when to appear and when to disappear." As he spoke, he stood at the door and bowed slightly towards her. He looked very polite, but there was no trace of emotion on his face. It's half respectful.
Time seemed to have suddenly stopped between the two of them. He stood at the door, watching her quietly. For a long time, she didn't say anything.
He paused for two seconds, and the smile flashed across his face, and finally, it didn't stop.
Open the door, turn around and go...
In the villa, she was suddenly the only one sitting there. Leaning lazily on one side, he seemed to be enjoying the sunshine, and seemed to be quietly lost in thought.
There is only a transfer notice lying there peacefully on the table. I don’t know who put it in such a conspicuous position.
After a long time, she stretched out her right hand and stroked it gently.
The eye-catching red paper, with gold-gilded edges, was clasped at hand, making it even more eye-catching against her flawless white hands.
Back to high school…
Many fragments suddenly flashed in her mind.
That was a memory from many, many years ago...
Cold, cruel, brilliant, glorious, scorching, hard to describe in one word...
She had never been ordinary, but she never thought that in this reincarnation, she would have the opportunity to experience ordinary high school again.
Thinking of this, her eyes darkened slightly, turned her head, but looked into the distance.
Deep in the pupils, clouds and mist suddenly began to rise, and the smoke was vast...
It wasn't that she was trying to shirk it, but there was one thing she had to do before school started...