Chapter 1011: There Are Wind Chimes in the South and Hengmu in the North (Two Hundred and Seventy-Four)

Sensing the presence of the person behind him, Feng Ling didn't go home directly, but turned around and turned into a nearby supermarket downstairs, bought some things in the supermarket, while pushing the shopping cart, he kept paying attention to the shopping behind him and nearby from time to time. The person behind the frame.

After walking back and forth in the supermarket for half an hour, it was already dark outside, and I felt that the person didn't seem to follow me any more, so I went out to check out.

After she walked out of the supermarket, she didn't go back immediately. She walked around the parking lot and looked at all the vehicles parked there one by one.

She has lived here for a year and a half, and she has an impression of every car that is often parked downstairs. Her natural keen observation ability allows her to notice immediately when she finds a car she has never seen before, but I haven't seen any strange people and cars in recent days, including just now, and there are no people or strange movements.

After returning to the car and sitting quietly for another hour, she made sure that the person seemed to have left, so she quietly slammed the car door and quickly walked into the building where she lived. When she reached the floor where she lived, she Looking around again, he raised his eyes to the normally lit corridor security monitoring equipment in the corner of the corridor, thought for a while, and entered the door.

This suspected situation of being followed by someone lasted for about three days. Every time when Feng Ling returned home from outside, she felt that someone seemed to be watching her from behind, but she couldn't find any cars or suspicious people. .

On the third day, she simply turned around and walked to all the nearby places where a person could hide, whether it was behind a tree or the corner between buildings or any shaded place, or which coffee shop and dessert shop downstairs In the small restaurant, all kinds of people were there, but they were all shopping, eating and drinking normally, which was different from the following eyes she felt.

She has never offended anyone since she came to Boston, and no one knows who she used to be, and she has no enemies. If she really offended anyone, it was probably the gangsters who helped Chen Beiqing block back then, but it has passed It has been so long, if they have the ability to retaliate, it is absolutely impossible to wait until a year and a half later.

A few days ago, the head coach told her to ask her to pay attention to safety recently. After all, the black suit she wore in the arena was so sexy. Not only did she earn a lot of money, she also had such a good figure. It was still on TV at the time, and many people could see it. Once someone recognized her, they might pretend to be that kind of perverted tram idiot and try to plot against her. Of course, ordinary perverts can't beat her she.

But the person following her now is obviously not an ordinary person.

One that could stand beyond all her defenses and precautions and not even find a trace.

Whether it is skill or acuity, it is above her.

Inexplicably,

A thought suddenly popped into her mind, she suddenly turned cold, stopped looking, turned around and walked back quickly.

After returning to the house, she dropped her bag and went to the window to look out. The downstairs was still calm and quiet. There was no hidden car driving away. It was as quiet as if it was just her own carelessness in the past three days. up.

"knock knock"

Just when Feng Ling took off her coat and was about to prepare some dinner for herself, she suddenly heard a knock on the door. Hearing the rhythmic knocking sound, the hairs all over her body stood up instantly, and she suddenly turned her eyes to the person who was knocked on. The door opened, turned around and walked straight through.

Across the door, she wasn't sure who the person standing outside was, she just looked at the door in front of her coldly, thinking about all the possibilities, and then thinking that the opponent's skills were superior to hers, besides that person, she couldn't think of anyone else Who would be bored enough to follow her, open the door suddenly, and look out coldly.

In the end, I saw a middle-aged man in work uniform standing outside with a cardboard box in his hand: "Hello, is this Miss Ling? Your courier."

Feng Ling looked at the box in his hand, and then at the man in front of him: "When did you come up? I don't remember that I have anything to express."

"My habit of delivering couriers is to deliver from the upper floor, one floor to the next. I just had two couriers to deliver on your floor, and then I walked directly down the safety escalator." The courier said to her She smiled politely, and handed her a pen: "Please sign for it."

Feng Ling was puzzled, and reached out to take the box. Seeing that the sender had written the address of the organizer of the hand-to-hand combat, he put down his defensive line, took a pen to sign for it, and closed the door.

Opening the box, I saw that there were trophies and commemorative dolls resent by the organizer, as well as a set of black combat uniforms with the organizer's name printed on them, which were completely made according to her figure.

After checking the contents of the box, Feng Ling sat on the sofa and looked at the golden trophy.

Suddenly he sighed.

It seems that she is overthinking.

I have been hiding carefully for so long, how could I find her.

There are full-day classes on weekends. Feng Ling took over three classes, not just the ones from Chen Beiqing. The Budokan is divided into junior high school and advanced learning courses, and she teaches in all three classes. These students have an average of only three classes per week, but all of hers add up, and the class time is more than six hours almost every day.

The busier she is at work, the more fulfilling and practical her life will be.

The reason why the head coach and the boss of the Budokan especially like her is also because she is not afraid of hard work. As long as there is a need, as long as she can do it, she will not refuse. Other coaches always want to have a vacation on weekends. She can spend time with her family and girlfriend, but Feng Ling is the only one who has a full schedule of work every day, and never takes a day off. Even when she does have a vacation, she still sits in the coach's office and watches the basic martial arts. Decompose the action, just look at it for a whole day.

In the mouths of those colleagues and students is

She didn't live like a woman at all.

But it is long and beautiful without knowing it.

Has a different kind of charm.

There was the last class on Sunday afternoon, and the other coaches had gone home, only Feng Ling was waiting for the students to come over in the Budokan.

Until the students arrived one after another, she glanced at the time, and there were still ten minutes to start class, so she continued to sit in the office. After a while, she got up with a cup and was going to pour herself a glass of water, but just Walking around the desk, he suddenly saw Chen Beiqing walking in with a large bouquet of red roses.

Looking at the familiar big bouquet of roses, and at Chen Beiqing who came here today with roses in his arms, Feng Ling gave him a flat look, and walked past him with a cup in his hand without looking too much glance.