Chapter 537
Fortunately, Yange charges by the hour.
"I've already eaten." Yan Ge hurriedly got up and packed his schoolbag: "Thank you, but I won't stay. I still have lessons to study tonight, let's go first."
"It's too late, eat before leaving." Fei Jiayu hurriedly got up and pressed her hand to pack her schoolbag: "Eating a meal won't delay you for long."
The hand that was held by him quickly left his palm as if being shocked by electricity. She took a step back, her face pale in an instant.
At that moment, he could even feel that her body was crumbling, as if she was about to fall down.
"I'm sorry." He hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to touch you, but since Mama Zhang has already prepared the food, you can eat here, it won't delay you for long, the tutor is eating and drinking at the student's home The water couldn't be more normal."
The last sentence obviously moved her.
Yan Ge lowered his head, hesitated for a moment before nodding slightly: "En."
The restaurant is on the first floor. He went downstairs first. There was no sound of footsteps behind him. He walked up a few steps and then turned his head to look.
She lowered her head, holding on to the railing with one hand, and her white skirt swayed as she raised her feet, like a small white flower fluttering in the air.
He wished he could hold her in his arms immediately, so that she would take root and never have to drift in the wind and rain again.
However, the thought is only for a moment.
She stopped when she was two steps away from him, looked up and smiled at him: "What's wrong?"
He was keenly aware that her fingers gripping the railing were tightening.
She is, afraid.
Why is she so afraid of him?
Her gaze was unobtrusively withdrawn from her fingers gripping the railing.
Suddenly remembered that he and she had indulged and had fun in the back stairs of the school. At that time, she was also holding on to the handrail tightly, begging him in a thin and weak voice.
...
He had heard those recordings, and he knew what was at the root of her frightening nightmares.
What was once beautiful to him was a never-ending nightmare in her eyes.
He felt that he was very uncomfortable in his heart, but he couldn't show this kind of discomfort at all. He even had to pretend that he didn't notice anything, and smiled at her: "The steps at home are a bit steep, be careful .”
"Ok."
She responded softly, obviously relieved.
One meal and no other sounds.
After the meal, he asked the driver to see her off. She carried her schoolbag, put her mobile phone into the schoolbag, took her red umbrella hanging on the hall cabinet, and left without looking back.
Looking at her back, he always had the illusion that she was running away from a tiger's mouth in a hurry.
He sat on the sofa in the living room and watched her leave until he went upstairs and returned to his own room.
Put on the headset and lie on the bed.
In her ears, her hesitant, soft voice sounded:
"I fell down the steps today, but no one saw it. When I was sleeping at night, I dreamed of him holding me in the back corridor. It was scary. I kept telling myself that it was a dream, but I can't wake up all the time, I dare not cry, I dare not shout, I like him and I am afraid of him. I feel like I have become two people, one is trying to please him with all my strength, and the other wants to make that I didn't know why I had such a dream, and when I woke up, my wrist was bleeding again.