When I went out, I hurriedly took a taxi back to Ai Yun's house, but it was still difficult to suppress the apprehension in my heart. I began to complain to myself, why did I agree to eat with her, why did I know Youzhen, why did I come to Ai Yun, why did I come to Beijing......

Is it just that you can't escape, now that you know Youzhen, Youzhen is Ziyue...... Woman, goodbye Ziyue, it's just a matter of time or time. It's just that...... Why is Youzhen Ziyue's woman......

I walked up and down the house like a trapped beast, not knowing what to do. The phone rang suddenly, it was an unfamiliar number, it rang three times before I answered, Youzhen said, Ziyue is impatient, ringing so many times, it must not be Ziyue. "Are you interested in investing or managing money?" I sighed, "Not interested." ”

Holding my phone, I sat on the couch all the time, not knowing when I fell asleep.

When I went to work the next day, I felt like a thief, so I went out to look at my brain to see if there was anyone, and then went downstairs to see if there was anyone around. Everything was fine, and I began to laugh at my self-inflicted amorousness. Feng Ziyue may have forgotten you earlier, and even if he remembered you, he wouldn't wander around your residence like a little boy. It's silly.

So I went to work in the open. One day was quiet, and a trace of apprehension in my heart was gradually fading.

In the evening, nothing happened, and my worries seemed unnecessary, and I was ready to go back to Aiyun's house to pack my things. Ai Yun will be back tomorrow.

Although the conditions of living in Aiyun's house are good, the traffic is very inconvenient, and it takes about half an hour to get home after taking the bus every day. I remember complaining to Ai Yun for the first time, and was immediately ridiculed by Ai Yun, "Who lives here takes the bus?"

As soon as I got off the bus, a car braked in front of me quickly, which scared me into a cold sweat, and I really thought it wanted to kill me. The car door opened, and I began to tremble as I looked at the man who walked down. The palms of his hands were full of sweat. I haven't seen him for more than a year, he hasn't changed much, he is still very thin and capable. He walked towards me, three steps in total, each step seemed to be stepping on my heart, and my heart trembled with his steps.

When he arrived in front of me, his voice was tepid, "Zhao Xiaowei, it's really you." I twitched the corners of my mouth, "It's me, Mr. Feng." His expression was very strange, I don't know whether he wanted to disdain or ridicule or pity, and finally converged into a very complicated expression, "Go out and talk?" I hurriedly retreated, "No need, Mr. Feng, I still have something to do." He sneered, "Then I'll wait for you at your company tomorrow." "I was so shocked that I had to get in the car. I deliberately made the back seat, he looked at me, as if ordered to "sit in front" My scalp was numb, his voice always had an irresistible majesty, I had to obediently get down and sit in the front again.

He still didn't like to talk when he was driving, and I was silent all the way, and the car drove to a resort in the suburbs, a row of villa-like courtyards, and he took me into one of them. Call to get dinner delivered here.

He stood in front of the window, lit a cigarette, and looked at me carefully, "How long have you been back?" I'll be honest. "Hate me like that?" he spat out of his cigarette. "Nope. "I stood by the door with my hands around it.

After a moment of silence, he extinguished his cigarette, walked up to me, and suddenly raised my chin, "Did you forget me?"