Three days later, the villa.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

"Come in. ”

Jasmine pushed open the door, her eyes looked directly at the position of the bed, strangely, there was no one on the bed, and looked around suspiciously: "Wen Jing?"

"Hey!"

Suddenly slapped on the shoulder, Jasmine looked at Wen Jing who appeared behind her in surprise, and was shocked: "You can scare people, it seems that you are recovering well." ”

Wen Jing shrugged: "I'm fine, it's just that after being frightened, I was tricked by someone into doing a lot of strenuous exercise, so that I need to rest, right, Jasmine...... I haven't managed a florist for three days, how is it?"

"I thought you'd ask the young master how it was first. Jasmine said.

Wen Jing pursed her mouth, and some words still didn't come out in the end: "Gao Lang is back, what else can he do?"

"Gao Lang?" Jasmine's heart trembled, covered her mouth, looked behind her, and made sure that no one was reluctantly relieved: "I remember that you used to call him Mr. Gao." ”

"Heh......" Wen Jing sneered, looking reluctant to talk about him: "It's too polite to call him Mr. Gao." ”

Jasmine looked at Wen Jing suspiciously, and seeing that she didn't mean to continue talking, she said, "Mr. Wu Wei is here, waiting for you downstairs." ”

"Wu Wei?" Wen Jing paused slightly: "What is he doing here?"

"I don't know. Jasmine said.

Wen Jing nodded: "Let him wait a while, I'll change my clothes and go down." ”

Wu Wei put down the water glass in his hand and looked upstairs, he had been here for a while, but he hadn't seen Wen Jing yet, could it be that she was also seriously injured?

"Why did Mr. Wu come here?"

It's a quiet voice.

Wu Wei focused his gaze, looking at Wen Jing not far away, after not seeing her for a few days, her whole person was haggard, and her face didn't seem to be as good as before, and when he came back to his senses, he had already stood up and walked a few steps in her direction: "I heard about you and Gao Lang, so I came here to take a look." ”

"What can Gao Lang and I do? It's an accident. Wen Jing was obviously reluctant to mention Gao Lang, but it was easy to calm down these days, and she was happy not to see him. She didn't want to be depressed.

"Gao Lang is still in the hospital, his chest wound is seriously infected, and it is said that he has not yet left the intensive care unit. When Wu Wei spoke, his eyes were always on Wen Jing's body.

Wen Jing moved, staring at Wu Wei suspiciously: "It is said that you and Gao Lang are such good friends, you still don't know if he has been out of the intensive care unit?" Or is that fox even the friends around him beginning to doubt?

Facing Wen Jing's gaze above, Wu Wei had no intention of continuing this topic: "I still like the flowers you prepare for me every day." ”

Wen Jing's face changed almost imperceptibly, this Wu Wei, the ability to change the topic is as powerful as Gao Lang, one moment he was still saying something else, and the next moment he can jump to a place you can't imagine at all: "You came here to talk to me about this?"

Looking at Wen Jing, Wu Wei wanted to speak and stopped, and suddenly an impulse arose in his heart, wanting to pull her to take a good look and check whether she was really fine: "Your father and they came over, but I didn't tell him that you were not in the hospital." ”

"He probably didn't ask me. Tentatively speaking, Wen Jing herself didn't realize that there was affirmation in what she said.

Wu Wei's eyes became deeper and deeper when she looked at Wen Jing, she knew his father very well: "But your sister has been asking about you." ”

Wen Jing mockingly hooked the corners of her lips, raised her hand and rubbed the position of her nose: "Hmm...... This is not surprising. ”

She didn't seem to have the intention to continue speaking, and Wu Wei didn't know what to say for a while, and the atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

"Goo-goo-goo......"

The sound of the stomach screaming sounded out at an inopportune time, and the confusion on Wen Jing's face flashed, looking at Wu Wei, seeing that he had a smile on his face, and his heart was secretly entangled, he must have heard it.

"I've been lying in bed for the past few days, and I haven't eaten properly, so it's normal to be hungry. Wen Jing said.

Wu Wei nodded and took off his blazer: "It's still a little early before lunch time, going out to eat will delay time, where is the kitchen, I'll help you make it." ”

"Huh?" Wen Jing was stunned, looking at Wu Wei in surprise, what did he mean by this? Subconsciously refused: "No, I can do it myself, no, and Jasmine, how can I ask Mr. Wu to do it for me." ”

Wu Wei didn't seem to hear Wen Jing's words, and walked in the direction of the kitchen: "I'm hungry too, is it possible that you, the host, don't entertain guests?"

Wen Jing looked at Wu Wei, he had already walked to the kitchen, and also opened the refrigerator, so he was obviously familiar with this place. Frowning slightly, he walked to the door of the kitchen, wanting to stop him, but his cooking movements were orderly and smooth, and for a moment, she was distracted, as if she had returned to her youth.

On a rainy night that year, she suffered a lot of grievances at home, and even her mother was also affected, she couldn't stand the humiliation of not making a mistake but had to admit it in a low voice, and ran out of the house...... There was no money, no communication equipment, it was raining, and she was uncomfortable, and when she was squatting in a phone booth, shivering, and particularly helpless, a person handed her a bucket of instant noodles and told her...... There's nothing in this world that can't be solved with a full meal.

Wu Wei's hand kept shaking in front of Wen Jing's eyes, he stood in front of her, so close, but there was no him in her eyes, she didn't want to admit that she was hit, and decided to speak: "What do you think." ”

Wen Jing came back to her senses, stepped back, and didn't look at Wu Wei's eyes: "What do I think has to do with you? Since you want to cook, hurry up." ”

Wu Wei opened his mouth, the change in Wen Jing was too obvious, raised the cucumber in his hand, turned around and began to cook.

The moment Wen Jing turned around, all the expressions on her face disappeared, and she walked to the living room, sitting on the sofa in silence, immersed in her own world.

When Gao Lang walked into the hall, he saw Wen Jing as a virgin, and for a moment, he felt that she did not belong to this world.

"Simple cucumber noodles, fast and refreshing, you should like it. Wu Wei walked out of the kitchen with his face, and the moment he looked for Wen Jing's figure, he unexpectedly saw Gao Lang, and the embarrassment flashed quickly, and he said with a normal expression: "Gao Lang is also back, have you eaten?"

Gao Lang's body moved, and he looked at Wu Wei scrutinically: "Are you here...... Still cooking?"