Because he got up very early today, Ding Dong took the opportunity to make breakfast.

As she walked towards the dining room with her bowl in hand, she watched as something fell from the balcony facing her.

The balcony here is a staggered structure, and there is an angle between the upstairs protruding part and the upstairs balcony, and if something falls upstairs, it is easy to fall to the downstairs balcony.

Ding Dong put the cooked porridge on the table, walked to the balcony, and found a white men's shirt lying quietly there.

Probably fell from the upper floor, the shirt was dry, and the whole was neat and clean, even with very few wrinkles. It can be seen that the owner of the shirt should be a very particular person.

Ding Dong picked up the shirt, and the tip of his nose seemed to smell a burst of laundry detergent.

She looked upstairs, and from this angle she could only roughly see a dark brown rattan chair in the corner of the other party's balcony, and there was no human figure in sight.

She was hesitating to give her shirt back when she heard the doorbell ring.

Thinking to herself that the upstairs occupant had come down to pick up something, she didn't think much about it, so she took her shirt and went to open the door.

But after opening the door, the person standing at the door was something she couldn't have imagined.

Wen Zi's painting book had already considered what he wanted to say, but after the door was opened, the moment he saw Ding Dong's face, he seemed to be stuck, and all the words in his heart were blocked.

He was surprised on his face, and even more surprised in his heart, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

Ding Dong didn't expect that the person who rang the doorbell was actually him, and the whole person was stunned at the door, still holding the shirt he had just picked up, and he didn't know how to speak for a while.

The two looked at each other for a long time, and finally it was Wen Zihua who broke the silence first.

He pointed to the shirt in her hand, and his tone was a little cautious: "This is ...... It's mine. ”

Ding Dong realized it, glanced down, and handed him the shirt.

"You live upstairs?" she asked, looking at his handsome face.

"Hmm. Wen Zihua took the shirt and paused, then pursed his lips and said, "I didn't expect you to move over yesterday." ”

Yesterday was the weekend, and he stayed at home all day, and in the morning someone moved things downstairs, and he couldn't be at peace. But fortunately, the other party didn't last long, and it was over in one morning.

It's just that he never thought that the new resident would be Ding Dong.

"What a coincidence. Ding Dong pulled the corners of his lips a little embarrassed, and didn't know what to say to him for a while.

Although Wen Zihua has a bad relationship with Wen Chengguo, he is still a member of the Wen family no matter how he says it. He may not have intended to harm her, but at the end of the day, she still can't trust him.

At this time, she had already begun to meditate in her mind about when she would move again.

Touching the defensive consciousness under her eyes, Wen Zihua's chest was stabbed suddenly.

He spoke, his tone gentle and calm: "Are you okay these days?"

"It's good. Ding Dong lowered his eyelids.

The dry conversation between the two is like a reunion after a long absence, and there are no old friends who have nothing in common with each other.

"I watched the press conference. Wen Zihua smiled faintly, his fingers tightened slightly, and his eyes were filled with heavy emotion, "Congratulations." ”

After learning that she was really with Feng Chengyu, he had no intention of disturbing her life again, but God willed, and now she actually moved downstairs to him.

Now that she is standing in front of her again, Wen Zihua has subconsciously labeled her Feng Chengyu.

It's just that the sour feeling in my heart can't be suppressed, just looking at her, I feel uncomfortable even breathing in.

She lowered her eyebrows slightly, her eyes full of defensiveness against him, as if she decided that he was not a trustworthy person. Even when she opened the door for him, her hand was always on the doorknob, and her whole body was tense, as if she could turn him away in the next second.

"Thank you. She thanked softly, but in a distantly detached tone.

Wen Zihua felt depressed in her heart, but she didn't say anything, just raised her eyes and glanced behind her, and finally couldn't help asking, "You and him...... Live together?"

As soon as the words came out, he regretted it, he didn't want to know what happened between the two, but he just couldn't restrain the impulse in his heart and wanted to ask.

Ding Dong was shocked, raised his eyes and glanced at him a little flusteredly, and then nodded sloppily.

Seeing her admit it, Wen Zihua's heart sank suddenly.

Even though he had a premonition, when she admitted it herself, he couldn't help but feel heartache for a moment.

In front of her, she already belongs to another man entirely......

He thought it was ridiculous that he had known her for so long, but he only knew her name from TV a few days ago. Even when he told her and wanted to reach out and pull her out of the quagmire, she still looked like she was rejecting her.

He knew that it was all because he was Wen Chengguo's son, and the interpersonal relationship could still be severed, but what about the blood?

No matter how unwilling he is to admit it, he is still a member of the Wen family.

Wen Zihua was bitter in her heart, but finally lowered her eyes with a light smile and said to her, "Then I won't bother you, let's go first." ”

Ding Dong let out an "um", watched him turn around and raise his legs and walk upstairs, and was about to close the door, but saw him stop again, looking back at her, as if he had something to say.

She stopped what she was doing, looked at him, and waited for his next step.

"We can be friends. Wen Zihua looked at her, her figure against the morning light, her hair was plated with a layer of golden blurred halo. The expression on his face was indiscerning, but those amber eyes looked at her clearly and intently, "If you need it, you can come to me at any time." ”

At this moment, Wen Zihua has lost the unruly and unruly prodigal coat of the past, and his words and deeds are gentle and polite, which makes Ding Dong feel a little uncomfortable, and he can't say decisive words to reject him.

"Well, good. She looked at his face and agreed, and in an instant she put his identity out of the way.

If he wasn't Wen Chengguo's son, they should really be friends.

After receiving her reply, Wen Zihua looked at her and smiled, the curvature of the corners of her lips was shallow and gentle.

Then he turned and went upstairs, the cuffs of his shirt drawing a graceful arc from mid-air as he cornered.

Ding Dong closed the door, his mind a little messy.

She didn't know if Wen Zihua was a trustworthy person, and if he knew that he lived here, would he tell Wen Chengguo?

But in a trance, she remembered the persuasion she had spoken to her on his birthday last time.

Does he really want to be friends with her, or is it just another trap?

She couldn't think of a clue, but judging by her intuition alone, Wen Zihua should have no malicious intent.

After thinking for a moment, Ding Dong retracted his thoughts and turned around to tell Ding Xiaowei to get up.