The vicinity of Times Park is a high-end residential area, and the residential area has its own green park, so there are few elderly and children here.

Xia He found a shady clearing, leaned against the tree, and then closed his eyes and squinted comfortably for a while.

Chang Qiming looked at Xia He from a distance, feeling that the hot wind in summer carried the fragrance of wine, which was easy to intoxicate.

Xia He waited for a long time, found that there was no movement, and half-opened his eyes to see Chang Qiming still standing under the sun.

"Aren't you stupid, aren't you too hot?" Xia He patted the open space beside him, then turned around and checked the environment behind him, and leaned against the tree in a chic manner when he was sure that there were no insects.

Chang Qiming raised his hand to cover his forehead, and then slowly paced to Xia He's side.

Not far away, there was a young lady who was flipping through a dictionary and writing with a pen, wearing big glasses and never raising her head.

Xia He guessed that she was a newly recruited intern from a certain company, dressed with a little student spirit, and wore a name tag with green edges around her neck, and the patterns and fonts on it were not legible.

"There is a fresh breeze in my heart, and everywhere is not cool. Chang Qiming sat beside her, picked up a leaf and fanned the wind, saying the most chic words and doing the most cowardly things.

Most people come here to work, and only Xia and them are empty-handed.

Xia He grabbed his hand and pulled it in front of him, hoping to rub some of his cool breeze, but Chang Qiming was very ungentlemanly and pulled the leaves into her hair.

Xia He rolled to the side, she didn't have any image at all, now she is a poor ghost from scratch, how can she be happy.

"I want to tell you something, aren't you angry?" Xia He grabbed his hand and slowly counted his palm prints.

Chang Qiming spread out his palms and let her write and draw on his hands, after going through so much, what else would make him unable to control his temper?

"Say it. He grabbed Xia He's wrist with his backhand, lifted it hard, and pulled Xia He to him, and then Xia He pillowed on his lap.

She casually arranged her hair, raised her eyes and looked at Chang Qiming, very pure, without any hidden eyes.

"I ran into your ex last night. Xia He opened his mouth without being surprised.

Chang Qiming didn't say anything, as if he was waiting for Xia He to continue. And Xia He did not live up to his expectations and did not relent.

"A man was with her. ”

Xia He grabbed the turf under her casually, and many small grasses were pulled out by the roots, and she didn't lift her eyelids.

"They went and picked out the ring. ”

When Xia He finished saying this, Chang Qiming unconsciously glanced at his left hand, which was already empty, but there seemed to be a white mark on his fingertips.

Chang Qiming's hand shook unconsciously, he stared directly at his hand, and then replied lightly.

"Oh!"

Xia He suddenly grabbed his finger and pinched it hard, but she didn't say anything, knowing that what trapped him might just be those unspoken regrets.

Chang Qiming was not unwilling, there was no so-called love and hate, and he didn't feel betrayal, but he just felt that the rhythm of life was a little strange, and everything had no plan.

Chang Qiming didn't say it, but Xia He decided to ask. Their friendship may not be good enough to casually turn over these pasts that should have been buried in the mud, but Xia He is a good listener if she wants, after all, she has never made a mistake in positioning herself.