The Rebirth of the National Goddess

This light seemed a little dazzling.

Under the reflection of the black ring, the hands looked extraordinarily fair, and even the raised veins could be seen.

Inexplicably, Chu Jin felt that these hands were very familiar, as if he had seen them before, and raised his eyes slightly, and saw the smooth and delicate jaw exposed outside the brim of the hat, and the tightly pressed lip line, he His lips were bloodless, just like his skin, a little whiter than ordinary people.

Even though he was right in front of his eyes, Chu Jin couldn't see his facial features clearly. His eyes and bridge of nose were all hidden under the shadow of the brim of his hat, giving people a sense of mystery. He wanted to lift his hat and find out his true face. impulse.

Being so close, Chu Jin could even smell a faint fragrance.

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Black manjusawa.

"Thank you." Chu Jin took the book he handed over, her pale jade fingertips resting next to the man's slender fingers, forming a stark contrast.

"You're welcome." The man stood up slowly, his tone was gentle and powerful, like the sound of jade, but when he tasted it carefully, there was a sense of vicissitudes.

This must be someone with a story, Chu Jin thought subconsciously.

Chu Jin didn't notice that after this man appeared, all the teenagers who had been wandering around her before disappeared.

After tidying up the books, Chu Jin hurried downstairs,

The old man did not know each other face to face.

Looking at her back, the corner of Xuanyuan Shangchen's mouth curled into an inexplicable arc.

A little bit bitter.

He and her are old friends, but also passers-by.

Xuanyuan Shangchen raised his slender fingers, and slowly caressed his lips. He stood against the light, his body seemed to be shrouded in a layer of snow, giving people a sense of oppression. People who passed by carefully avoided it. He dare not look directly at him.

He is not only the black Manjushahua, but also the god of death crawling out of the abyss.

Xuanyuan Shangchen walked to the bookshelf, picked up a book casually, and then sat on the seat in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows on the second floor, looking at the lively pink figure downstairs, the expression in his eyes was slowly getting warmer .

Spring returns to the earth, and everything recovers.

The warm crystal lights shone on him, casting a halo on him, making him look even more mysterious. There were many little girls in the distance who were secretly moved, and they looked here several times.

It was not until three o'clock in the afternoon that Chu Jin left Yan Yuzhai, took a taxi and headed towards the school.

The driver was a very enthusiastic middle-aged uncle, "Little girl, where are you going?"

Chu Jin leaned on the back seat and closed his eyes to rest, "Please go to Bauhinia International Kindergarten."

"Okay," the driver uncle responded with a smile, and continued, "I don't think the little girl is like a local, she is from the southern water town, right?"

Although it was a question sentence, the uncle driver spoke in an affirmative tone.

Jiangnan women are delicate and fair for most of their lives, and they are quite similar to northern women's hearty, heroic, and bold. Both have their own beauty. A girl with thin arms and legs like Chu Jin can tell at a glance that she is from the south. , and only the water and soil in the south can raise such a juicy girl.

Just when the driver uncle wanted to establish a warm and hospitable image for the people of the capital, Chu Jin smiled slightly, "I am a native of the capital."

The uncle driver was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile, "It seems that our capital can also produce beautiful women."

"The little girl is not very old, she should have just finished the college entrance examination?" The driver uncle continued.

Because today is Monday, except for senior high school candidates who can be so leisurely, other students have to attend classes in the classroom.

Chu Jin nodded, "Yes, I just finished the exam not long ago."

"Looking at the appearance of the little girl, she should have done well in the exam, right?" The driver uncle opened the chatterbox, "My daughter is about the same age as you, and she is also taking the college entrance examination this year. The score was just estimated three days ago, and the total score is about 650 points, little girl. Did you go to school to assess your score?" Speaking of this, the driver uncle was already beaming with pride, and his eyes couldn't hide his pride.

A score of 650 has exceeded the key line by about 100 points, which is indeed a good result.

"Your daughter did well in the exam." Chu Jin frowned, and looked out of the window, "Uncle, how did we get here? Isn't it closer to the road in front?"

The uncle driver sighed, "There was a major traffic accident at the intersection ahead. I heard from my colleague that a family of three died on the spot. The child was only 3 months old, and the white-haired man sent the black-haired man. How does the old man live, alas! Poor!"

Things are impermanent.

Chu Jin also sighed softly, as if he could still hear the siren of the 120 ambulance in his ears.

Because the driver uncle made a big circle, by the time Chu Jin arrived at the kindergarten gate, it was already 3:30.

Parents have already lined up neatly, waiting for their children to come out.

Almost all the parents who came to pick up their children from school were grandparents. Chu Jin looked around the crowd, but did not see Song Juan.

Thinking of the car accident at the intersection, Chu Jin's eyebrows twitched. Could this mission be over before it started?

In the middle of my thoughts, school is over.