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Chapter 183 Ding Chou Day, the Ordinary Day of Beginning of Spring (15)

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    Zhong Chumian heard the bicycle bell, turned sideways, and someone was riding past him.

    Very fast.

    With a whoosh, there was a gust of wind.

    "Zhong Chumian, you are too slow!"

    Xu Mingchuan's voice came from the front.

    He looked over.

    The shining white light.

    Can't see anything clearly.

    He wanted to call out, Xu Mingchuan.

    But the voice got stuck in his throat.

    "Zhong Chumian, you are so slow, you can't catch up with me. I'll go first!"

    Zhong Chumian, I'm leaving first.

    Zhong Chumian woke up to this sound.

    He rubbed his eyebrows, got up, and poured a glass of water.

    I feel very uneasy.

    Very restless.

    Zhong Chumian pulled the small pendant on the backpack, it was a string of beads.

    One year's birthday, Xu Mingchuan gave it to him, saying that he bought it in some temple, and it can bless you for safety.

    He doesn't believe this.

    The pendant can be hung on the backpack. Many backpacks have been changed, but the pendant has not been changed.

    He didn't know why he was pulling on the beads.

    But he didn't expect that the rope would break.

    The beads fell to the ground.

    There was a crackling sound.

    Zhong Chumian slumped, sat on the sofa, and lowered his head.

    He sat all night clutching the string of scattered beads.

    *

    ¡¾Memory Small Theater¡¿

    In Zhong Chumian's third year in the United States, he has become a well-known figure in the college.

    There are many oriental faces in the school, which is not surprising.

    However, people with outstanding looks, outstanding temperament, and excellent grades will always attract a lot of attention.

    There will always be girls, expressly or implicitly, who show favor to him.

    His attitude of refusal is obvious.

    Later, a classmate who lived in the same apartment as Zhong Chumian noticed that every few days, he always bought a bunch of baby's breath from the flower shop, but he didn't see anyone to give it to.

    Finally someone couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked him: "Do you like Gypsophila very much?"

    The emotions in Zhong Chumian's eyes turned around a few times, and he replied: "No, someone likes it."

    "Someone? I guess some girl? You like her?"

    Zhong Chumian nodded: "Well, I like it very much."

    So soon, some people knew that Zhong Chumian had a girl he liked, and she liked Gypsophila.

    It's just that they never met the girl.

    A few years later, Zhong Chumian returned to China after studying, and accepted the Zhong Group inherited from his parents.

    Many employees of the Zhong Group know that the new president, although handsome, is alienated from others.

    It is said that he is almost twenty-six years old, but he seems to be clean, and has never had any women around him.

    The employees also noticed that in the vase in the president's office, there would always be a bunch of baby's breath, and when they withered, they would be replaced with new ones.

    One day, the new assistant to the president came to report and saw the bunch of baby's breath in the office. He became curious and asked, "President, does your girlfriend like baby's breath?"

    Sending flowers to women is the most direct way of thinking.

    The secretary who came with the assistant is an old employee of the group. Hearing such a desperate question from the new assistant, I was sweating for him.

    We all know that the new president is indifferent and alienated, and hates others to inquire about his private affairs.

    Unexpectedly, as soon as the words fell, Zhong Chumian, who never liked to smile, softened the tough face contours, and the light in the eyes softened.

    He actually laughed, with a smile between his eyebrows, as bright as a rose.

    His voice was as deep as a piano: "Well, she likes Gypsophila the most."

    The new assistant was astonished. What kind of girl would a handsome young man like the CEO need to win his heart?

    So he asked again: "Is your girlfriend beautiful?"

    Zhong Chumian's heart trembled slightly.

    Her eyebrows and her smile appeared in front of his eyes.

    Also, the sun brushed the golden color of her hair.

    He nodded: "Well, she is the most beautiful girl in the world."

    For the past six years, the way she smiled has become an obsession he couldn't let go of in his midnight dreams.

    Yu Wanfeng (remember this website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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