Ren Pingsheng didn't speak again, and the light from the side grabbed his sideways, and his body and shadow were separated, but the junction of light was always blurred.

A waiter brought a dessert, a Canalei personally served by the manager. The dessert is coated with a layer of sugary cheese and baked in the oven until browned. He suddenly remembered yesterday's doughnuts, which were clearly sweet, but she liked them quite much. She should love this sweet dessert.

Because Ren Pingsheng had brought Guangxi over to eat here a few times, the manager probably knew his name, and after introducing the dessert, he asked, "Mr. Ren, is today's dish delicious?"

"The dessert was ok. He said.

The manager had a professional smile on his face: "Yes, you and Miss Xu's tastes are really surprisingly consistent." She ordered two servings of Cannaret today, and she loved this dessert very much. ”

"You mean, Guangxi came here for dinner today?" Ren Pingsheng frowned.

"Miss Xu has just left. The manager laughed and said, "It's not a coincidence." ”

At this point, the manager stepped down in due course.

Two people eat in the same place at the same time, but they don't know each other. Is it a coincidence? Chen Sheng felt that Ren Pingsheng had been too depressed and lonely for a long time. It was as if he was living on an island of spirit, and there was hardly anything that anyone could do to move him. is alive, but is bound by various rules, and cannot feel the happiness of life.

Chen Sheng changed his sitting posture and looked at Ren Pingsheng who was slightly carrying the light in front of him, with thousands of thoughts in his mind, but the last thing he said was just one sentence: "Give her a call." ”

Ren Pingsheng still looked unhappy and said, "She'll be fine." You can rest assured. ”

"Am I relieved or are you relieved?" Chen Sheng smiled helplessly.

Bach's serenade came to an end. Ren Pingsheng was silent for a long time, and finally said: "There is a meeting with Posner tomorrow." I'll go back and get ready. ”

Still ended the topic.

·

After coming out of the restaurant, the heat wave outside hit me. After a while, my body became slimy.

Han Che quickly stopped the car on the side of the road. According to his plan, they have another movie next. Unexpectedly, Guangxi drank and blew the wind, and as soon as she got in the car, she felt feverish, at first, she thought it was the effect of alcohol, and she opened her sleeves in a daze to see that there was already a dense rash on her arm.

Han Che immediately asked the driver to turn around and take her to the hospital.

When this time passes, it is time to hang the emergency department. Guangxi's consciousness was still a little clear, and he didn't want to trouble him, so he said, "It's just a very ordinary alcohol allergy, I'm fine." Just send me home. "She has never had any illness since she was a child, her resistance is not bad, and her alcohol allergy should not be very serious. Probably, just for a while, it will be fine.

Hearing the words alcohol allergy, Han Che's brain exploded, and he immediately became nervous, "I'm sorry Xixi, I didn't know you were allergic to alcohol." I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. And insisted on taking her to the hospital. Guangxi wanted to defend a few more words, but her brain suddenly became very heavy, she didn't know that in addition to her allergies, she also had a drunken state caused by the accumulation of alcohol in her body. In addition, when the wind blows, and the cold is cold, he becomes sick.

Han Che turned the air conditioner to the lowest, wanting to dissipate heat for her first, maybe it would be better.

The taxi is another twenty minutes away from her house. The heat all over her body made her lips dry, and the sharp drop in temperature around her made her chill, one cold and one hot intertwined, blowing the wind, and her head was even more dizzy. Her eyelids were a little unable to lift, her consciousness gradually became blurred, Han Che was anxious, trying the temperature of her forehead from time to time, it was a little hot, her face was already burning crimson, and her half-open eyes were looking at him, not moving, very focused and expression, as if looking at you, there was only you in her eyes.

"Hee-hee—" Han Che called her name.

It's like Ren Pingsheng's voice.

She struggled to sit up and sat down beside him, looking up. The long hair fell vertically behind her ears, due to the heat, a few strands of broken hair were slightly sticky on her face, she was wearing a shirt today, a button on her chest was opened, revealing the necklace at her collarbone, her fair skin, slightly oozing a little sweat, Han Che swallowed her saliva, felt her warm exhalation, and her heartbeat suddenly became fast. She smiled, closed her eyes, and fell on top of him with her whole body, which was not heavy. Han Che endured it, his hands hesitated, whether to lean on her back, but heard her say, "You don't want to, don't be with her, okay?"

His heart sank suddenly, and his breathing stagnated for two seconds before he whispered, "Xixi, I'm Han Che." I'm not with anyone, I like you, Hei Hei. ”

"Do you like me? Why, I can't feel it?" she leaned on in his arms, but what she said was not him: "Ren Pingsheng...... Don't let me go, I don't want to leave you......"

Han Che seemed to be splashed with a basin of cold water all of a sudden, split his head and covered his face, and poured it on his head, from the top of his head, it was cold to the soles of his feet. He should have known, he should have known that Xu Guangxi's attachment to Ren Pingsheng was not as simple as that of his uncle and nephew. At the South Gate that day, he should have seen this in her eyes. It's just that he doesn't want to believe it, because if Xu Guangxi loves Ren Pingsheng, then what will he use to compete with him?

He lowered his head and looked at Xu Guangxi's appearance in his arms, with an obvious look of loneliness on his crimson face. Dreams are the expression of people's subconscious, if she still remembers Ren Pingsheng in her dreams, then how much she should love him?

There was no password lock on her mobile phone screen, Han Che opened her mobile phone address book, and found Ren Pingsheng's name among the few mobile phone numbers.

·

The night wind gradually became fierce, and the leaves of the sycamore trees were swept recklessly. When the car arrived at Ren Pingsheng's mansion, it was close to nine o'clock in the evening.

After Ren Pingsheng received the call, he waited outside the door early, and when he saw them coming, he pulled out his hands in his trouser pockets, sighed, and walked over, frowning when he saw Han Che.

Because of the first image of the last time they met, Han Che subconsciously felt that Ren Pingsheng had no good impression of him, and even disliked him a little. And today Guangxi was drunk and had an inseparable relationship with Han Che, so on the way over, he was already ready to accept Ren Pingsheng's accusations.

Han Che helped her out of the car, she still had a little bit of sanity, remember to hold his waist firmly so that she could stand firmly. Han Che subconsciously glanced at Ren Pingsheng - on the lawn outside the house, there were low street lamps, and the light was not very dim, so he could see what his expression was at the moment. Ren Pingsheng didn't seem to be very angry, and took over Guangxi very gently, she had a trace of resistance at first, and her hands on Han Che's clothes were tightened, refusing to let go, and after hearing Ren Pingsheng say: "Xixi, come to Uncle's side", he finally let go of him, and let Ren Pingsheng hold her shoulders, put her whole person in his arms, and let her head rest on her chest. When the girl in his arms finally settled down, Ren Pingsheng seemed to notice Han Che standing on the side, and said, "Thank you for sending her back." ”