After leaving the hot pot restaurant, Xia Mengying originally planned to go back to each house to find her mother, but Yan Siming said she was unwilling to take a taxi. She had no choice but to drive him back, and she only found out.
It turned out that he had been staying in the hotel during this period, and he couldn't help but feel a little softer.
In Xia Mengying's opinion, people who don't have a home would choose to stay in a hotel. People who live here for a long time should be quite lonely.
"Do you know the place?"
Yan Siming asked Xia Mengying beside him while unbuckling his seat belt.
"I remember that you have no class tomorrow morning. I will wait for you here before ten o'clock. I hope you won't disappoint me." Although he did not express it directly, Yan Siming still hoped that Xia Mengying could come to see him off.
Yes, I have to say that Ning Ziqian and Yan Siming are really a pair of brothers, because every time they go to and from the airport, they are alone. Over time, they both have an airport plot and hope that someone will pick them up.
Drop off.
"I'll try my best."
Xia Mengying hasn't told Ning Ziqian about this yet, so naturally she doesn't dare to make a guarantee now.
Although it is a very normal thing to send a friend off, Yan Siming is not just an ordinary friend. In fact, Xia Mengying feels that she and Yan Siming are not friends at all.
After Yan Siming got out of the car, he gave Xia Mengying a few words. Xia Mengying couldn't help laughing, "Yan Siming, why are you acting like an old woman now?"
, Xia Mengying stared at Yan Siming, who was leaning down to talk to her, and rolled her eyes. She almost couldn't help but wonder if the person in front of her was Yan Siming.
"Be careful on the road and send me a text message when you get there."
Being called an old woman by Xia Mengying, Yan Siming naturally felt a little unhappy, so he finally said something and stood up.
"Then I'm leaving, bye!"
Xia Mengying waved to Yan Siming and closed the window. If it was summer, or the weather wasn't so cold, she would still like to go for a ride at night, but now, her cough is just fine, she can
I don't want to catch a cold again.
Yan Siming looked back a few steps and saw the big red car flashing past his eyes. Through the car window, he could still see the smiling face of the girl sitting in the driver's seat, but only for a short time.
For a moment, he watched the bright color getting further and further away, and finally slowly disappeared, and the smile on his face also sank.
It's true that he has no nostalgia at all. Even for small things like seeing him off at the airport, he actually has to ask Ning Ziqian for instructions. But the more Xia Mengying does this, the more possessive he becomes of her and wants to make her his.
The thoughts of women are getting stronger and stronger.
How wonderful would it be if she was the one who married Ning Ziqian five years ago? Yan Siming sighed in his heart, how wonderful it would be if it was Xia Mengying. Ning Ziqian might envy him, and he should be able to
It was even more painful, and he would not have such a feeling of loss and loss.
Yan Siming just assumed that Ye Shiqian was Xia Mengying. He did not think about it. If it was Xia Mengying who married Ning Ziqian five years ago, with Ning Ziqian's care and encouragement for more than ten years and nearly twenty years,
She would never leave him at all, because she is not an ungrateful person. If she and Ye Shiqian become the same kind of people, then the result will inevitably be the same as Ye Shiqian. It is precisely because she and Ye Shiqian are different,
There was even something a little different about him that made him lose his heart.
***
Xia Mengying opened the door. The lights in the living room were dim and the lights in the room were not turned on. Ning Ziqian had not come back yet.
Xia Mengying turned on the light, changed her shoes and went into the house. She poured herself a glass of water and sat on the sofa. She turned on the TV. She suddenly thought of something and took out her mobile phone from her pocket. After hesitating for a moment, she called Yan Siming.
Telephone.
In some aspects, she is still very lazy. For example, when it comes to texting, she rarely sends more than fifty text messages a month. Even when she was passionately in love with Qi Zhiming, they rarely texted on the phone. Looking back now,
, Xia Mengying felt that there was really a big problem between her and Qi Zhiming. There were several couples in love who did not talk on the phone, but she and Qi Zhiming always seemed to have nothing to say, and Xia Mengying also
Playing a little clever, she was worried that the text messages she sent would leave evidence.
As soon as Xia Mengying called, someone answered the phone, and the voice was very happy, "Are you home?"
Of course Yan Siming was happy. After returning to the hotel, he took a shower and then stayed with his phone. He originally thought that Xia Mengying would send him a text message, but then he called to say hello. Unexpectedly, Xia Mengying
Mengying actually took the initiative to call him.
"Well, I just called to tell you that I got home safely."
Xia Mengying just felt that Yan Siming's voice seemed to be trembling a little, and she sounded happy, but she didn't think much about it.
Ever since she was little, she has always made people worry-free. She would call her family even if she came home late. Although she was not particularly close to Yan Siming, she always didn't want others to worry because of her.
"Where's Ning Ziqian?"
"I guess it's because I ate out in the evening and he may have had a social event and he hasn't come back yet."
Xia Mengying turned down the sound of the TV, then walked to the window. It was already past eight o'clock in the evening, and the lights everywhere were on. The sixteen-story high-rise building could overlook most of the new city. The new city was beautiful and the lights were on.
It is transparent, the vehicles passing by are only as big as ants, and prosperity is everywhere.
"Guess what I'm doing now?"
Yan Siming, like Xia Mengying, stood at the window, overlooking the bustling city of S City, but he had an extra glass of red wine in his hand.
Xia Mengying almost laughed when she heard Yan Siming's voice. After laughing, a deep uneasiness emerged in her heart. This question should not be asked by Yan Siming. It was not like this.
It was Yan Siming's tone of voice.
"How do I know if I don't have clairvoyance?"
Somehow, facing Yan Siming like this, Xia Mengying felt a little irritated and confused. She felt that the relationship between her and Yan Siming shouldn't be like this.
"Ning Ziqian should be back soon. I'll hang up and go take a shower first. We'll have to discuss things when he comes back. Don't worry, I'll try my best to see you off tomorrow."
After Xia Mengying finished speaking, regardless of what Yan Siming thought, she hung up the phone. She walked to the sofa and threw the phone away. After thinking about it, she deleted the call history, then packed her things and returned to the room.
, took pajamas and went to take a shower.
After taking a shower, Xia Mengying hadn't even dried her hair when she heard the door open. Xia Mengying trotted to the door. She happened to see Ning Ziqian coming back from outside. She quickly walked to the door to give Ning Ziqian a hand.
I took the shoes and as soon as I stood up, I smelled a faint smell of alcohol.