In the dance hall, Lu Wanmei looked at Zhang Shengcheng, who was sitting silently.

As soon as she came over, she saw the strangeness of the three of them, and at this time, she saw the rare irritability and impatience on Zhang Shengcheng's face.

She heard it, Li Liwei had something to say, although she didn't know what it was, but thinking about the scene just now and looking at Zhang Shengcheng's face, it was not difficult to guess that it was definitely something that made Zhang Shengcheng unhappy.

Also, she didn't know if it was her nervousness or a woman's sixth instinct, and she inexplicably felt that their quarrel should be related to herself.

She's not stupid, not stupid, it's fair to say she's quite smart. Even if this matter is really related to herself, she will not chase Zhang Shengcheng to get to the bottom of it at this time, which will only make the unhappy Zhang Shengcheng even more unhappy.

She leaned forward, hugged one of Zhang Shengcheng's arms, put her chin on his shoulder, looked at him, and said with a coquettish taste: "Cheng, I'm tired of dancing and dancing, I don't want to stay in this messy place anymore, can you go out for a walk with me?"

He tilted his head and met her eyes, which were shining, her cheeks glowing, and a flame burning in her dark eyes.

Zhang Shengcheng nodded irresistibly: "Okay." ”

Walking out, the two of them strolled through the quiet streets, the night breeze in the middle of autumn greeted them, and the fragrance of unknown flowers wafted in the air.

In the sky, there are a few stars hanging brightly.

Lu Wanmei was still holding Zhang Shengcheng's left arm, walking and walking, she seemed to ask casually: "Cheng, do you love me?"

Zhang Shengcheng looked at the road under his feet and said in a low voice, "Do you still need to ask?"

"What do you say?"

His gaze withdrew from his feet, fell on her face, and said tenderly, "Love, love, love." ”

Zhang Shengcheng said this sincerely.

Lu Wanmei has been nourished by both Eastern and Western cultures since she was a child, which makes her have an extraordinary temperament and intelligence beyond ordinary people. She dresses fashionably, communicates extensively, is proficient in both languages, can play the piano, and is a good oil painting, such a versatile and eye-catching woman is his ideal woman, and only such a woman is worthy of being compared with him.

Therefore, Zhang Shengcheng fell in love with Lu Wanmei the first time he saw him, it was she who awakened his sleeping passion, made him feel the tremor of his soul, and the beauty of life. And this feeling has never been experienced by Kang Yurong. This made him, how not to disdain Kang Yurong.

Zhang Shengcheng's answer naturally made Lu Wanmei smile, and she wrapped her arms around his waist: "Cheng, I love you too, I love you very much, the whole person, the whole heart." I want to make this love honest and real, and I want to be with you every minute, day and night. Yes, will you promise me?"

Zhang Shengcheng hesitated, she thought about it, but he didn't get divorced yet.

Zhang Shengcheng's silence made Lu Wanmei a little anxious, she stood on tiptoe and touched his lips, and asked, "Cheng, promise me, okay?"

The collision of his lips made Zhang Shengcheng feel dizzy, and everyone floated lightly.

He hugged her into his arms with his backhand and promised: "Okay, I promise, I promise." ”

Immediately, his burning lips quickly caught hers.

Kang Yurong woke up, it was the early morning of the next day.

She sat up and looked at the flat, unwrinkled sheets beside her, saddened. I don't know how long it took, she got off the bed, the quilt covering her body dragged to the ground, she didn't care, walked to the side of the bed with a pair of bare feet. Gently opened the curtain with both hands, and quietly looked out of the unfamiliar window through the gap.

The sky, the houses, the trees, the streets, everything is strange, and even the closest people are so strange that they can't understand it in the slightest.

I didn't return all night!

Where is he and what is he doing?

I don't know, I don't know anything.

She raised her eyebrows, alas, no matter where he was, I only hoped that it was not what she thought, and that her arrival was not in vain.