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    Cui Yu sent a text message to her parents, saying that she would not go home after tutoring on Saturday, and would stay in the villa for self-study until Sunday morning; her parents probably knew that she might not have a good grade and needed to adjust her mood, so they agreed.  She also greeted Mr. Qin in advance and asked her to keep some food in the refrigerator, and she would handle Saturday's dinner and Sunday's breakfast by herself.

    After finishing tutoring on Saturday afternoon, the drivers of several families drove to pick up the young masters and ladies, and Nuo Da's house was completely quiet.

    She sat alone in the study room, staring at the whiteboard in front of her in a daze.

    Time passed by every minute and every second, until the night lights in the community came on, and my stomach started to growl.

    She sighed and stood up, her legs were already stiff from sitting for a long time.  No matter how sad you are, you should go get something to eat first, and you will have the strength to continue when you are full.

    Teacher Qin kept a lot of things in the refrigerator, including steaks and semi-finished meat, fresh vegetables and various tropical fruits.

    Look around, let's make a mixed fried rice.

    Beef cubes, ham sausage, eggs, corn kernels and carrots, and a glass of juice is all you need.

    Turn on the fire, put in the oil, serve the vegetables, drop the rice, and the aroma is tangy.

    After the fried rice comes out of the pan, turn on the juicer.

    "What did you make, it looks edible." Da Fang's voice suddenly appeared.

    Cui Yu was startled, and the apple in his hand almost fell to the ground.  She turned to look at him, he was wearing a black T-shirt and ragged jeans with holes, and there were a few obvious bloodstains on his neck.  She stared at his scars, didn't this guy run out to fight?  But Fang's driver clearly decided to take the person away.

    Da Fang ignored her gaze, sat down on his own, picked up the spoon and started eating.  After a few mouthfuls, more than half of it went.

    This man is really rude.

    "It's okay, you can eat it." He commented vaguely, "It's just too little, let's have some more."

    She shook her head, poured a glass of juice and put it next to him, and made another one for herself.

    Two people who don't like each other sit at the same table and eat the same meal, and it's rare for them to be in harmony.

    Da Fang ate the plate clean, and almost licked it at the end, "Old Cui, thank you."

    It's just a plate of fried rice, but the old Cui's title and treatment have been restored.

    Cui Yu twitched the corners of his mouth, "Didn't you go home?"

    "It's boring at home, it's better to be quiet here."

    She blinked her eyes, is it a lie?

    He smiled and said indifferently, "Do you like being with your parents? Listen to them nagging, endlessly?"

    It really is¡ª¡ª

    "It's so boring. I think you can control you after giving birth. I can do whatever I want with you, and I don't ask your opinion at all. I don't want to be his surname, nor do I want to be his son. I'm not happy to let him go outside to find a woman to be born again.  .¡± He drank the juice in one gulp, licked his tongue, and said, ¡°Is there any more, let¡¯s have another glass.¡±

    Conflicts with family members, yes, the family has zero points, and no matter how good-tempered parents are, they can't bear it.

    Cui Yu pointed in the direction of the juicer, "Pour it out yourself."

    As usual, he would definitely say a few words and then say that I am your young master and other nonsense, but this time he actually went obediently.  She looked at him strangely, it seemed that she had suffered a severe blow and had forgotten to maintain her personal style.

    After eating, Cui Yu cleaned up the dining table, tableware and stove.  Playing with the mobile phone at the door of Dafang Station, chatting with her occasionally.

    "Why didn't you go home? You did well in the exam, top ten in the class."

    She lowered her head, "I used to be the top three in my grade."

    He looked up at her and smiled, "You can't take it with your self-esteem?"

    "I've never been so bad, I dare not look at my mother's expression."

    "Isn't Aunt Li very kind? Is it that scary?"

    She glanced at him, envious of his innocence.  Li Wan's kindness is to the benefactor, to the boss, to the boss's prince, can he be the same to his daughter and husband?

    "Hey, I understand. These adults all have the same virtue." His cell phone rang, and it should be a family member or friend looking for him.  He turned off the phone annoyedly, and said, "Well, let me take you out to play."

    Cui Yu's heart was pounding, what kind of trouble is this guy going to do?

    "Don't look at me like that. The most important thing to be a human being is righteousness. We are at odds, but it's better to live under the same roof. You ran out with me last time, and this time I will accompany you."

    "Where are you going?" she asked, and at the same time, she was circling in her mind, should she give Bai NuBlasphemy.

    Cui Yu knew that her little aunt was different from herself since she was a child. Even Li Wan said several times, "Mingyan is really different from us. No one else can learn any gesture or look."

    Too beautiful to be intimidating.

    Being devoted to the profession will make people even more awe-inspiring.

    Unfortunately, Cui Mingyan has both.

    She is beautiful, she loves ballet, and she is determined to be gray-haired and gracefully spin on the stage.

    She was born for ballet.

    The deep lake blue is almost dark stage and lights, the quiet and murderous dark night, the lonely swan that cuts through the sparkling water.

    The cello was playing in a low hoarse voice, weeping and complaining, full of resistance in despair.

    The pure white swan, with its fragile and beautiful curves, is dying gracefully.

    Cui Yu didn't dare to blink, for fear that he would miss any subtle movements.

    She only knows that Cui Mingyan is excellent, and has won various gold awards at home and abroad since she was fifteen years old; she only knows that she loves dancing and walks like a swan with her back and shoulders straight; she also knows that her understanding of art is unrivaled  , but they didn't know that she was able to express the despair and struggle of a dying swan unparalleled in her first female lead in a one-act play.

    Cui Mingyan is only twenty-two years old now, but he is already the absolute chief.

    In the end, the swan bowed on the water, but its wings pointed to the sky tremblingly.  Death can't make her surrender, and her struggle will continue.

    Cui Yu was so excited that his whole body trembled, he stood up impulsively and clapped vigorously, but the young man beside him who said he would join him was silent.  She gave him a hard elbow and said loudly, "Hey, applause¡ª¡ª"

    The boy turned to look at her with tears streaming down his face.

    She couldn't clap her hands anymore.

    Eighteen-year-old Fang Bailin met the white swan of fate.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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