In the evening, Wen Xun returned home, and as soon as she entered the door, she saw Liang Baozhen sitting on the sofa, holding the coat that she hadn't returned to her last time.

There was no look on her face, Wen Xun was in a bad mood because she was about to separate from Jiang Xiangyang, she was a little wickedly better, she thought: Sure enough, getting into the police station is a great thing for parents, it seems that this little girl who has been spoiled since childhood has been trained by her family recently.

"Sister Wen Xun. Liang Baozhen stood up when she saw her back, shouted to her awkwardly, and handed her the clothes. "I'll give you back your clothes. ”

Wen Xun couldn't help but want to tease Liang Baozhen, she took two steps forward to take the clothes, and asked her again, "Why don't you just call me by my name?"

Liang Baozhen's face turned red, and she raised her eyes and glared at Wen Xun angrily, "You're almost done! Don't laugh at me anymore! What happened last time was that I was wrong, and I apologize to you." ”

"You're apologizing?"

"Otherwise, what else do you want!"

Wen Xun stepped forward again. She just wanted to sit down on the sofa, but she didn't expect Liang Baozhen to be so frightened by her that she moved aside. She couldn't help laughing, "What are you doing, I don't beat people every day, and I won't beat girls." ”

Liang Baozhen pursed her lips, and after being silent for a while, she asked, "Is Jiang Xiangyang already gone?"

"Hmm. ”

"Okay......" Liang Baozhen lowered his head, no longer as unconvinced as he was just now, "Then please tell him for me, I was wrong last time, I'm sorry." ”

"You should go and tell him yourself, why do you want me to convey it?"

"Because after all, he was beaten, and he won't forgive me. You're different......" Liang Baozhen muttered in a low voice, "You beat someone up." ”

Wen Xun smiled, "So that's what you thought. Then you really thought wrong, Jiang Xiangyang should forgive you - because he felt that he was also at fault for the cause of this incident, after all, he didn't make it clear to you. I won't forgive you, and of course, you shouldn't care if you can be forgiven by me. ”

Liang Baozhen wanted to ask why, but as Wen Xun said, she really didn't care very much. In order not to look stupid, she didn't ask.

Wen Xun said, "Then you're fine, right? ”

"Okay. Liang Baozhen stood up as if relieved, and said with the attitude of completing the task, "I wish you a happy Spring Festival in advance." ”

"You're too early. Wen Xun smiled, "You also have a happy Spring Festival, say hello to my uncle and aunt for me." ”

Sending Liang Baozhen out of the door, Wen Xun returned to his bedroom, feeling a little depressed.

She thought of Qin Yanlan.

She said today that she would not forgive Liang Baozhen is not just talking, she really won't forgive, because Liang Baozhen touched her bottom line, Jiang Xiangyang.

Liang Baozhen injured him.

At this time, Wen Xun remembered that Qin Yanlan was because she broke up with Qin Yanlan at the beginning and it was also for Jiang Xiangyang's business, even if Jiang Xiangyang was not greatly affected by that incident, she still resolutely broke off contact with Qin Yanlan.

She wondered, is she too serious, or should this be called a heavy color and a light friend in the eyes of others?

But for her, where can Jiang Xiangyang be just divided into boyfriends or people she likes.

His life overlapped with hers a long time ago, they grew up with each other, they went from best friends to lovers, they protected each other but often made each other angry. They mean so much to each other that Wen can't find a perfectly apt adjective.

But today she found that the word bottom line is quite appropriate.

Jiang Xiangyang is indeed her bottom line, not just the bottom line.

She remembered that after she was pushed by Jiang Xiangyang's fans at the airport that day, Jiang Xiangyang immediately took her away with a black face.

For him, maybe she is also the bottom line.

They all think – it's okay for me to get hurt, he/she can't get hurt.

The sound of paper balls hitting the glass by the window interrupted Wen Xun's thoughts. She reflexively turned her head, then smiled helplessly and knowingly in the direction of the window. She put on her coat and went out and saw Jiang Xiangyang standing on the street outside her house.

"Why do you think you should come and meet me because you're leaving tomorrow?" Wen Xun tilted his head and asked him a little teasingly. For a moment, she noticed that he was carrying a large, large bag in his hand. "What is this? Separate gifts? Or, are you going to take me to elope?"

Jiang Xiangyang didn't respond to her ridicule, but took two steps forward and took her hand and said to her, "Go somewhere with me." ”

Walking out of this side of the path, Jiang Xiangyang scanned the code and rode a shared bicycle, put his big bag into the basket in front of the car, and pointed to Wen Xun again, "This kind of car is not allowed to carry people, you can ride this one and follow me." ”

Wen Xun scanned the code as he said, but he still didn't quite understand what he was trying to do.

"Are you going to go for a bike ride on such a cold day?" she asked him.

"It's not going for a ride, it's about riding a bike to a place. You'll know when you get there. Jiang Xiangyang had already stepped on the bicycle when he said this, but because he was still waiting for Wen Xun, he didn't leave immediately, but put one foot on the ground and smiled at her diagonally.

It was already dark, but there seemed to be a light flashing in his eyes, lighting up the expectation in Wen Xun's heart and dispelling the doubts in her heart.

At this moment, Wen Xun felt that even if he was going to take her to hell, she might not hesitate - well, this is indeed a bit too exaggerated, if Jiang Xiangyang wants to go to hell, she will still stop her. Anyway, even if it was to go to a terrible place, she was willing.

They rode on the road one after the other, Jiang Xiangyang turned left and right, and took Wen Xun to gradually shake off the bustling town and come to the sparsely populated fields. They rode through the fields, and between the vast heavens and the earth, it seemed as if there was no distinction to be faced tomorrow, as if there was no past and no future, as if there was no one but them, but only the two of them.

Wen Xun was in a good mood, let go of the handlebar and raised his hand high and cheered, Jiang Xiangyang was startled by her movements, and hurriedly reminded her, "You put your hands down! How long have we not ridden a bicycle do you dare to do this?"

Wen Xun smiled, and scolded him twice to show that he didn't want to listen to him, but finally silently put his hand back.

The two moved on.

Finally, when he saw a small road sign, Jiang Xiangyang stopped.

Wen Xun also followed him to brake the car, she stepped out of the car, and approached the small road sign to read the words on it.

It reads: Pyrotechnic area.

She looked back at Jiang Xiangyang in a little surprise, and Jiang Xiangyang took out a few fairy sticks and a relatively large gift flower from the big bag he was holding at the beginning.