Chapter 88 The Thrill And Joy of Living in A Foreign Country

Jiang Miao suddenly thought of you, like a thorn in my heart. My nose and eyes were sore, and I covered my mouth and nose to keep myself from making a sound.

"I miss you so much. I miss you so much." He continued, "The last time you left, I thought I could find you no matter where you were. China is so big anyway, and we will definitely meet again, but this time it's different, Chen Qing. I miss you."

I gulped as hard as I could, covering the microphone and sniffing. "Just think of me as missing like my sister."

"No!" He rejected me vehemently. "You're different from her. I don't like her. I like you. You see, the road is not far. All these years, chen lai has never disappeared from his heart!"

"But he's still alive and well, isn't he?"

My rhetorical question left him speechless. "Fu Shouye gave me a lot of money, and I'm stable now. I'm fine. You don't have to worry."

"Who's really worried about you? I think you don't understand?" He yelled at the phone.

I know this feeling of yearning, just like when I was lonely, I missed Fu Jing very much. I wanted him to appear right in front of me. I wanted to fly in front of him. It was just an impulse.

"Then I promise you, can't I come back to see you when I'm free?" I comforted him like a child.

"Nonsense, can you come back after you leave?"

I didn't have a backache from lying. "Why not? When Fu Jing gets married, I won't be able to delay him. That way, I'll be free and be able to return to my mother's arms."

Jiang Miao believed it. "Then I'll wait for you to come back."

I still know his kind of big turnip, like me is only three minutes of heat, I coaxed him, the longer he naturally doesn't care about me, I think so.

But I'm not an immortal. I can't think of anything right.

For most of the next half month, Jiang Miao called me every day, and each conversation didn't take long, just a few minutes.

I heard his friend cancel him and say, sister-in-law, please come back quickly. Young master Jiang is lovesick, and someone said that young master Jiang is a prodigal son turning back, to take care of himself. Sister-in-law, you have mercy to take care of him, let him not go out and harm other girls.

After listening to it, I always smiled and never answered directly.

I still have my old account, but Fu Jing seems to have disappeared. I haven't looked for him once, and I haven't heard from him. I'm afraid that if I did, it would be pointless for me to come out this time.

And I'm afraid, I'm afraid Fu Jing won't let me go, I won't live, and my father's life will be threatened. You see, I'm really very timid.

I got used to life here in Melbourne very quickly. There weren't many classes at school, and my classmates took good care of me. I was a little old, but I was taken care of.

When we meet our compatriots, we will chat in chinese and talk about our motherland.

I'm starting to like this life a little.

"Chen Qing, there's a party tonight. You have to wear a dress. Are you going? I heard a lot of boys will go." Yun Yang came to me and said with a smile.

She was my first friend here. She looked sweet, but she was a little young, only 19 years old.

"Those boys are more suitable for you. I have a generation gap with them. Be good and go by yourself."

Yun Yang didn't like it. He kept teasing me. "Go ahead, go with me. I don't know if you'll go with me. My english is not as good as yours."

Under her pressure, I had no choice but to accompany her, because I didn't bring any clothes, and there was no evening dress in the clothes I bought. In order to participate in this party, I had to buy a new dress and put it on.

Yun Yang said I was beautiful and mature. I said, "How old am I than you? Don't even think about it."

When they got to the floor, Yun Yang let go of himself to play. I sent them to one of them. I picked up a drink that looked fancy and sat aside, waiting for almost time for me to slip away.

The men and women here were very open. I was sitting here for less than two minutes when someone came to talk to me. The first one who talked to me about culture was scared off by my less enthusiastic attitude, and the second one who chatted with me was run away by my ignorance.

I don't like wild one-night stands, nor do I want to find a new partner. In the eyes of these children, I have become a special and mysterious one.

A little boy was talking to me behind my butt, praising my figure, my eastern face, and my mystery. I told him I wasn't interested, but he was still clinging to me.

In desperation, I had to find a reason to slip away.

As soon as I got home, I got a call from Jiang Miao. He asked me what I was doing, and I told him about the condition of my body tonight.

"It's just that I'm not there. If I'm there, I'll see who dares to talk to you! I'm tired of living."

His tone was so funny that I laughed out loud. "All right, stop talking. I have class tomorrow. I have to go to bed early today. I'll go to bed first."

Jiang miao paused and said, "Well, the temperature in the country has dropped recently. I don't know what's going on over there. Take care of your health."

"You too." I hung up the phone, ready to take a shower and sleep.

Lying on the big bed, I tried several positions and felt like I was not sleeping well. I thought about the night fu shouye took me away. I came out to take out the garbage and wore slippers on my feet. It was gone forever.

How does Fu Jing feel? Will you forgive me, blame me, or give up on me.

When I was unconscious, Fu Jing called. Fu shouye's tone was that he answered the phone. What did they say?

The more I thought about it, the more I couldn't sleep. Suddenly, the curtains blew up. I opened the quilt suspiciously to close the window. Why, I forgot to close the window today?

I was worried. I took out the knife hidden under the pillow and held it in my hand. Step by step, I walked to the window. When I reached the window, I saw no one. I was about to pull the window back with the handle of the window. Suddenly, a hand grabbed my arm.

I screamed instinctively, and the horrible images that I had seen all my life flashed through my mind. In shock, I cut the finger of that hand with a knife in my hand.

But my hand still did not let go of me, and my screams did not stop. At this time, my arm was pulled by me, and a head rushed into my vision. I screamed even louder until the head and the owner of that hand covered my mouth.

"Listen, stop screaming, or I'll kill you." He spoke awkward english.

I nodded so hard that he let me go.

I didn't even think about pushing him hard. His whole body fell down. I just wanted to defend myself. I also thought that my house was on the third floor, so I should not die if I fell down. So I pushed him.

Who knew that his hands had grabbed the window? I pulled the window back and closed it. I squeezed his hands hard.

He screamed and fell down. I quickly locked the window and squatted on the ground to catch my breath.