Zhao Qingge hesitated before speaking, exhaling softly, and asked sincerely, "You have your reasons, you will change, right?"
"..."
In that instant, Li Peifeng wanted to lean in for a kiss and award Zhao Duoduo the ’Best ntor at Beihua Normal University’ with it.
But he restrained himself, not because he had to pretend to have amnesia, but because he was clever, quick to learn, and could apply what he learned easily. Under the guidance of his ntor, he matured in an instant and understood what self-restraint in love ant.
Zhao Qingge softly said, "During the winter vacation, besides work, you should read more books. Once you’ve figured it out, you can find after school starts."
"For now, get so rest early."
After speaking, she turned and left.
Li Peifeng resisted the urge to embrace her from behind, watching helplessly as she left the room, then he slapped himself once more with a resounding smack.
Sleep was impossible. Li Peifeng had no desire to sleep. He covered the canvas, opened his suitcase, found a leather notebook inside, and wrote a passage with the pen tucked within.
"Until today, I realized, under the guise of love, I’ve committed all sorts of disgraceful acts."
"I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry..."
After writing ’I’m sorry’ more than a dozen tis, Li Peifeng felt it wasn’t enough to express his regret, so he sketched a small, cartoon character, crying on its knees. With a few strokes, it ca to life, bearing a strong resemblance to himself.
But after finishing, he found the drawing unappealing and crossed it out. He redrew a character sitting and smoking, with a face full of lancholy, and finally added a large dialogue box above it;
"A man’s dignity lies beneath his knees, and a man doesn’t easily shed tears. I’ll keep everything hidden in my heart until, at over four hundred years old, I die from heart failure due to extre stress. That’s when I’m a real man! A man needs to fight~ needs to fight~~ A man doesn’t drown his sorrows in alcohol~ who can understand your troubles~~"
...
The next morning at seven, after a sleepless night, Li Peifeng headed to the airport alone with his luggage. Unable to sleep because he finally realized that ’the clown was actually myself,’ he spent the night typing words with a guilty conscience.
He traveled alone because nobody wanted to take him.
Manning, Tianxuan, and Zhao Qingge were all going in the sa direction, and were leaving at roughly the sa ti as Li Peifeng, but since morning, they barely spoke to him. Their distant behavior left him with no intention of accompanying them.
Li Qiyuan and Yu Huizhi were concerned about Li Peifeng’s injury and wanted to accompany him to Shanghai for the annual conference, but they decided against it due to being busy with the new ho renovation, thinking it would be good for their son to have so ti alone.
Li Peifeng’s head injury healed quickly; after just one night, the wound on his forehead had scabbed over. There was no need for bandages anymore, and once his bangs were down, the scar was barely visible, which might have been one of the reasons the elders decided not to accompany him.
"To Yongle Bay Airport."
"Alright!"
Sitting in the taxi, Li Peifeng glanced out the window at the scenery until his agitated mind cald down, then he took out his phone and continued typing.
Arriving at the airport, he boarded the plane and continued typing.
The two-hour flight passed in the blink of an eye, worth ntioning was that during the flight and when getting off, two girls tried to chat him up and asked for his WeChat, but he politely declined, citing that his friend list was full.
The first girl gave up, but the second, a fashionably dressed, fair-skinned, and delicate-looking girl, intended to give Li Peifeng a ride after disembarking.
"I have a friend coming to pick up; you can ride with . Aren’t you going to the Expo Intercontinental Hotel? It’s on the way!"
"No, no, I’ve already booked a private car..."
"Co on, cancel it, no need to waste that money. Co with , I’m an expert here, and I know the way."
Unable to refuse such hospitality, after several declinations, Li Peifeng was finally coaxed into the car by the girl, nad Aileen.
The car picking up Aileen was a white rcedes G-Class, with the license plate; "Shanghai A·Z0333"
Moreover, Aileen’s friend, who was also a good-looking girl, was estimated to be around twenty-three or four years old and had a slightly mature air about her. Although she spoke softly and cutely like Aileen, this contrast left a deeper impression on people.
"Xiaolian, who is this?" Although the mature woman asked, her eyes were fixed on the masked Li Peifeng, not looking away.
"A friend I t when getting off the plane."
Aileen gave the mature woman a knowing look, with a hint of pride in her eyes, before turning to introduce Li Peifeng, "You can just call her Leelee, a student back from overseas on winter break, and also my good friend."
"Hello." Li Peifeng removed his mask and smiled politely, then loaded his and Aileen’s luggage into the car.
"What’s going on?!"
Lily bit her lip, gave Aileen a playful punch, and whispered excitedly in English, "Greek god Just In front of ! I’ve never seen soone like this, it’s too handso!"
"Eye-opener, isn’t it?"
Aileen smiled smugly, "I pulled him over for you to see. Just so you know, I’ll make the first move. If I can’t win him over, then it’s your turn."
Lily said nothing, took out the car keys, and asked, "Shall we get in? It’s your car, are you driving?"
"Dream on, you’re the driver. I’ll sit in the back with him!"
And so, Aileen pulled Li Peifeng into the back seat again...
Along the way, the two girls didn’t stop chatting, their eyes frequently sweeping over Li Peifeng. Even though Lily was driving, she often observed him through the rearview mirror, capturing his features.
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