After Huang Renxuan returned to her residence, she received a text message from her mother Jiang Wenmei.

The content of the text message was nothing more than asking Huang Renxuan if she wanted to move in and live with her.

Huang Renxuan believed that living with her mother Jiang Wenmei, as a non-relative, she would definitely be criticized and ostracized when she lived in the Chen family, and besides, Chen Xinyi was there.

Huang Renxuan recalled that when she went to Chen's house for the first time, Chen Xinyi pretended to play with the white floral dress in her hand and said to her: "Sister, look at the dress I just bought. I don't want to wear it anymore. I have lost weight recently."

It will look loose and unsightly if you wear it, so I might as well transfer it to you at a cheap price. Anyway, your body size can just support the shape of this skirt. If you gain two pounds more, you won't be able to wear it."

When Huang Renxuan heard this, she couldn't help but rolled her eyes at Chen Xinyi and said, "That's not necessary. I already have many skirts. If you add this skirt to me, I think it will take up my space."

"

Chen Xinyi is a person who has not learned good morals and does some weird things. Huang Renxuan can't imagine living with Chen Xinyi. God knows how many times she has to roll her eyes a day. At least she suffers from breast nodules, and at worst the Chen family

The chickens and dogs are restless.

What's more, Huang Renxuan now lives in a high-end residential area, adjacent to the landscape garden. Although it is a rented house, the house is quite warmly decorated, with warm-colored carpets, Christmas trees, scented candles, and starry sky projectors. She feels very much about the place where she lives after returning to China.

satisfy.

Therefore, without even thinking about it, she rejected the idea of ​​living with her mother Jiang Wenmei.

Huang Renxuan came to the balcony and looked at the landscape not far away. The fine afternoon sunlight was still dazzling. The gentle sea breeze blew across her face from a short distance. The uneven bangs on her forehead were disturbed by the wind and just covered her eyelashes.

It made her feel a little itchy, so she stretched out her hand to fiddle with her hair, and the wind passed through her fingers.

Huang Renxuan returned to the bedroom and lay on the bed, playing with her mobile phone aimlessly. There were only a pitiful number of people looking at her WeChat address book. They were almost all her classmates when she studied abroad and people she worked with.

She wanted to talk, but she couldn't find any topic to talk to. Ouyang Huan didn't reply to her messages for a day.

Huang Renxuan casually scrolled through her circle of friends.

She pondered for a while and posted a short message on WeChat Moments: "Vanity and pride are two different things, although these two words are often used as synonyms. A person may be proud without vanity. Pride refers to the valuation of oneself.

, vanity refers to the opinion we want others to have of us.”

Today is the second time that lines from "Pride and Prejudice" flashed through Huang Renxuan's mind. Even Huang Renxuan felt really strange.

But if you think about it carefully, this is not surprising. Huang Renxuan's thoughtful nature has made her like to organize the knowledge she has read and seen into categories in her mind since she was a child.

People of the same age as Huang Renxuan are keen on the current online world and celebrity gossip news, but Huang Renxuan likes reading and writing. She especially likes Western classical literature. She believes that the words of Western classical literature are gorgeous and elegant, restrain personal desires, and gentlemen are arty. Although the sentences

The style is old-fashioned and difficult to pronounce, let alone the times. But the characteristics of these words fascinated Huang Renxuan.

Huang Renxuan recalled that when she was studying, she was often called "old people" by her classmates because she behaved differently from her peers. Huang Renxuan laughed it off. In Huang Renxuan's view, it would be a terrible thing if she was assimilated by the secular people around her.

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A WeChat message came from the phone.

Huang Renxuan clicked on it and found out that it was sent to her by the director of the last travel documentary.

"Excuse me, are you feeling better now? Remember to write the post-production script."

"Thank you for your concern. I am feeling better now. Don't worry, I will remember it and I will submit it as soon as possible."

Huang Renxuan actually forgot about the fact that she still had to submit the manuscript. After she replied to the work information, she immediately went to write the manuscript.

When night falls.

Huang Renxuan is still busy working on the manuscript.

Suddenly there was a "ding dong" sound from the cell phone.

Huang Renxuan turned her head and looked at the phone, thinking it was Ouyang Huan looking for her.

When she turned on her phone, what she saw was that someone had added her as a WeChat friend.

When she saw the Q version of the police portrait, Huang Renxuan burst into laughter. There was no need to suspect that this person was Duan Qingwei.

Huang Renxuan hesitated for a moment, then clicked to accept the friend addition.

"Hi!" The other party greeted her first.

"Why did you add me as a friend on WeChat?" Huang Renxuan replied to Duan Qingwei with an expressionless face.

"Huh? How did you know it was me?"

Huang Renxuan quickly replied to Duan Qingwei: "If you want me to guess who you are, you can change another avatar to add me. You don't have to use such an obvious Q-version police avatar to add me as a WeChat friend. You can tell at a glance that you are.

You don’t need me to guess at all.”

"I see."

Huang Renxuan suddenly felt very funny when she saw this news. Is Duan Qingwei really stupid or is he pretending to be stupid?

Huang Renxuan pondered Duan Qingwei's thoughts, but did not reply to his message.

Soon, Huang Renxuan received another WeChat message from him.

"Are you free tomorrow night? I want to take you somewhere."

Huang Renxuan was stunned for a moment after reading this message, and then continued to reply to Duan Qingwei: "We have been separated for so many years, do you think it is appropriate to ask me to meet alone? In what capacity do you ask me to meet? As a police officer? I can

There is no crime.”

Half an hour later, there was still no message on the phone.

Huang Renxuan no longer wanted to wait for news from him. She knew that she was deliberately widening the distance between her and Duan Qingwei, just like they broke up many years ago, and the relationship between them was completely broken.

When Huang Renxuan was about to order takeout, a WeChat message suddenly popped up on her phone.

"You initiated the breakup unilaterally, but I did not agree to the breakup."

Huang Renxuan felt that she was very embarrassed at the moment and couldn't find anything to say to refute him.
Chapter completed!