Wen Qing held the phone and waited for He Chaoyang's reply, but her fingers became stiff and no text message came through. There was a faint smile on her face, with a kind of fragmented sadness, but she just kept smiling.
Boom, boom, boom!
There was a knock on the door.
"Wen Qing." It was Director Wen's voice.
Wen Qingying did not respond, and Director Wen's knocking on the door became louder and louder. There was also another dissuading voice, and Wenqing recognized it as the voice of her fiancé.
Wenqing buried herself in her arms. She didn't know what was wrong with her. But when the wedding was approaching, she found that she couldn't get married or be with another man.
Wenqing held the phone, her slender and delicate hands pale, she was unwilling to do so.
Wenqing opened the door.
Director Wen didn't expect Wen Qing to open the door suddenly, and he didn't react.
"I'm going out for a while."
"arts……"
Before Director Wen could say anything, Wen Qing had already slammed the door and left. Director Wen was so angry that he almost lost his temper and realized that he had spoiled his daughter. Wenqing drove all the way to the Economic Department. She parked the car downstairs and looked at
Looking at the majestic four-story building in front of him, he held the steering wheel with his hands.
Finally, she took out her cell phone and made a call.
When Wen Qing's call came, He Chaoyang was listening to the foreign trade report. He glanced at the phone, frowned slightly, and his cold expression did not change much. The second secretary shut his mouth and waited for He Chaoyang to answer the phone.
"Continue." He Chaoyang picked up the phone.
The second secretary continued to report. Within a minute, the phone rang again. This time He Chaoyang answered it directly.
"What's the matter?" His voice was cold and emotionless.
Wenqing held the phone and said, "I'll wait for you downstairs." After saying that, he hung up the phone.
The phone was directly disconnected, which was obviously beyond He Chaoyang's expectation. Wen Qing had always been gentle and gentle in front of him, and his tone was not even harsh.
The second secretary saw He Chaoyang hang up the phone and continued to report. After speaking for less than five minutes, he suddenly saw He Chaoyang stand up, turned around and left the office directly. However, before leaving, a voice came in, "Come back in an hour."
The second secretary was stunned for a moment, put away his work report and returned to his post.
The moment she saw He Chaoyang coming downstairs, Wen Qing felt extremely nervous. But the more times like this, the more she didn't want to escape. She wanted to know what He Chaoyang was thinking and why he suddenly ignored her.
.
He Chaoyang walked towards the car.
Wen Qing watched the cold He Chaoyang walking towards him, took a few deep breaths, then unlocked the car, and watched He Chaoyang open the door and get in the car.
"drive."
"Um?"
He Chaoyang didn't say much, and Wen Qing subconsciously started the car.
"Stop in ten minutes."
"Where to go?"
"casual."
"……good."
Ten minutes later, the car stopped. Wen Qing held the steering wheel and looked at He Chaoyang sitting in the passenger seat. Her delicate face was obviously hesitant to speak, and she took a few deep breaths before saying: "Chaoyang, I like it.
you."
He Chaoyang looked sideways at her, his cold face was like an ice sculpture, his eyes were bottomless, and the moment they met, people couldn't help but feel tense all over.
"So you think I like you too?" His tone was lightly sarcastic, but he seemed to be mocking himself.
Hearing such a tone, Wen Qing felt a little stung, "I don't expect you to like me, but I hope you don't reject me blindly."
"I don't like you."
Wen Qing took a deep breath, "Even if you don't like me, I still want to know why. Didn't you have feelings for me five years ago?" She clearly remembered the smile on He Chaoyang's face at that time.
There was no coldness on his face at all, and the look in his eyes revealed an intoxicating tenderness. Such He Chaoyang made her obsessed with him. She knew He Chaoyang's past, but she didn't care, she didn't care in his heart
There are other women.
"To you?" He Chaoyang raised the corners of his mouth slightly, but there was no smile in his eyes, "Wen Qing, do you know about me?"
Wen Qing was stunned, looked away and said, "I know, I know I can never replace your wife's position in your heart."
"Even so?"
"Even so."
He Chaoyang looked at her firm, affectionate eyes, opened his eyes, and looked at the leaves fluttering in front of the glass, "Wen Qing, I did have other thoughts about you, but that was only because you looked like Yao Yu.
.”
Like, like Yao Yu?!
Wenqing could hardly believe his ears, "You mean, you... treated me five years ago because of Yao Yu?!"
He Chaoyang did not look at her, but simply said: "I have always only had Yao Yu in my heart. That was the case in the past, and it will be in the future."
"You lied!"
He Chaoyang turned his head and looked at Wen Qing's excited and heartbroken expression. He said calmly: "Whether I'm lying or not, I know better than you. Wen Qing, I'm not suitable for you." After saying that, He Chaoyang opened the door and got out of the car.
"Congratulations Chaoyang!"
He Chaoyang didn't look back, and his tall back gradually left the sight of the car. Wen Qing looked at him, wanting to rush over, force him to question him, and make him give another answer, even to pity her and lie to her.
One sentence is fine.
Wen Qing wiped away his tears, opened the car door and got out of the car, and then rushed towards He Chaoyang.
He Chaoyang heard a voice behind him and turned around. A figure threw himself heavily into his arms. A few strands of his long hair flew up and brushed his face, and a faint fragrance filled his nose. He was stunned, raising his hands and looking at
The woman suddenly jumped into my arms.
Wen Qing raised his head, put his hands around his waist, and when he was stunned, he tiptoed and kissed his cool lips.
The moment their lips touched each other, He Chaoyang came to his senses and pushed Wen Qing away. Wen Qing stumbled and almost fell down, but there was a smile on his face, but there was a blush on his face, so he was clearly shy.
.
"He Chaoyang, I broke off the engagement for you. I have no other choice. I must be with you in this life!"
He Chaoyang looked at her smile. There was no smile at all, but a sullen look on his face and an angry tone, "What are you doing!"
"I've thought about it for a long time," Wen Qing smiled softly, with a hint of naughtiness in his eyes that He Chaoyang was unfamiliar with, "He Chaoyang, you will definitely be attracted to me!" After saying that, Wen Qing turned around and quickly got into the car.
, drove away.
Watching the car leave, He Chaoyang turned around, his expression unclear.
Wenqing looked through the rearview mirror and watched He Chaoyang's leaving figure. In her mind, she remembered a poem by Xu Zhimo that she had read abroad a long time ago.
"A person should forget himself for someone at least once in his life.
Don’t ask for results, don’t ask for peers, don’t ask for what you once had,