"Miss Mitsuki—" Suddenly, an unfamiliar voice pulled her back to reality. Ren Ping'an leaned over slightly, and she saw that the person who came over was not him. It's a driver that you use on weekdays.

She looked behind the driver again, and after confirming that he didn't come, she couldn't help but ask, "Uncle didn't come?"

Mr. Ren is still in a meeting at the company. His driver explained,

Mitsuki raised his wrist, glanced at the time, and asked, "Haven't gotten off work yet?"

Ren Ping'an couldn't help but turn his gaze to her.

The driver looked a little embarrassed and forced a smile, "Let's get in the car first." ”

Mitsuki looked at the rain pouring down from the glass wall, his eyes were confused, and he said, "Take me to him." ”

Ren Ping'an hooked his hair to hide the surprise that came suddenly.

His driver hesitated, trying to find some excuses: "I only finalized the promotion plan of Lin's new flavor coffee a few days ago, and today the representative of AXA Capital is from the United States. This has always been the case, and the gentleman can't get out. I'm afraid I don't have much time to receive Miss Mitsuki. I'd better send you home with Miss Ren first. ”

The driver mentioned Ren Ping'an, hoping that Guangxi could see Ren Ping'an's face and not embarrass him again. The person concerned took the initiative to carry the suitcase and said, "It's okay, I can take the subway home by myself." It's also quite convenient. It just so happened that I was going to Xinjiekou to buy some daily necessities. "Xixi, you and your uncle have a good get-together, if there is anything, just call me. After saying that, he signaled to the driver, and quickly left to take the nearest subway.

Xu Guangxi bit her lip and seemed to think for a long time before she stopped her: "Aunt Ren-"

Ren Ping'an turned around.

She quickly took three steps and two steps, and ran over, and the horsetail on her shoulder, following her, shook sharply for a moment. came to Ren Ping'an, and when her breathing calmed down a little, she said, "Thank you for these few days." After thinking about it, he added: "Even if you are entrusted by Ren Pingsheng, thank you." ”

Ren Ping'an folded his arms around his chest, raised his eyebrows exaggeratedly, and asked with a smile: "You call me Aunt Ren, but you call him Ren Pingsheng?"

She frowned at first, and soon, a smile appeared on her lips, and she lowered her head and stopped talking. After a while, he said seriously: "Anyway, thank you." ”

Ren Ping'an accepted her thanks, and when he turned around, his face showed Fang Cai's worry.

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Coming from the hot and dry north, the temperature in the south has risen a lot compared to when the light left. In addition to the heat, it is stuffy.

As soon as she got off the airport and entered the highway, she opened the window and heard the wind whistling in her ears.

Guangxi looked at the scenery outside the window for a while, looked at the flowers and trees passing in front of him, and unconsciously remembered Ren Pingsheng in his mind. This gloomy sky, the clouds overhead, as if it was going to rain at any time, she looked at it, but felt refreshed and infinite.

"Uncle Li—" She cupped her cheek with one hand and looked nonchalantly out of the window. After getting a response from the front seat, she asked, "He's busy these days?"

"Yes," Uncle Li replied, "Mr. rarely comes home these days, and after you left, he stayed in the company for two days in a row." ”

Guangxi pursed his lips, lowered his arms from the car window, and looked down at him: he was busy all day at work, and often forgot three meals a day.

When we arrived at Pukou, it was already past six o'clock, and it was not dark yet, but it was gloomy and dark. After entering the city, Mitsuki bought two doughnuts and milk at a convenience store. After stuffing my schoolbag and getting into the car, at this time, the mobile phone suddenly vibrated - it was still the unfamiliar number starting with 151. Acquaintances, perhaps. Put your bag in the back seat and swipe your finger across the screen to answer.

Guangxi answered the phone, for about two seconds, she didn't hear a sound from the other side, she thought the other party had hung up, took the phone off her ear, and glanced at it - it was still on the phone. "Hey, hello?" she asked again, and then she heard the sound of a car horn that suddenly came to mind.

"Xu Guangxi?" he gasped and ran all the way, trying to find a quieter place, "Guangxi, I'm ......"

Again, a continuous cacophony. covered the male voice on the other end of the phone, and the voice seemed to be a little urgent, a little urgent.

"Who?" Mitsuki frowned. One hand, placed in the outer compartment of the school bag, through the bag skin, on the bottle of milk that had just been taken out of the refrigerator.

It seemed that it was only when it was finally certain that she would not hang up that the voice on that side softened. Intermittently, as if it was difficult to speak to her: "Han Che, I, I'm Han Che." ”

"Han Che?" Guangxi felt strange, Han Che shouldn't have her phone. It may be that when Mother Wu helped her reject him that day, she gave Han Che her phone number. She thought so, didn't delve further, just asked, "Is there something wrong with the call?"

There was a little panic on the other end of the phone, and he forcibly suppressed it. It's a confusion that I can't follow. "Nothing, nothing. He said two words in a row, as if, calling like this, there was really nothing to look for her.

Guangxi just felt that Han Che was really a weird person, he was obviously fine, but he still called, since he was in contact, he had nothing to say. "And I hung up?" she asked.

"Don't hang ...... yet" It rained again outside the window, very small, dense, like cow's hair.

Mitsuki didn't hang up.

He breathed a sigh of relief: "Don't hang up yet." "Talking to myself, muttering.

The rain came in.

She closed the window. The orange-yellow light reflected on the glass, the faint light reflected by some slight rain, and the scenery outside the window became hazy because of this light.

Guangxi put his palm on the schoolbag, trying to warm up the milk, while listening to Han Che's voice on the other end of the phone. He hesitated, as if with great courage, and after brewing for a long time, he called out her name: "...... Guangxi"

She listened, listened to what he was about to say.

"Mitsuki, I know that if I say this, I will be very reckless, and maybe even disgusted you...... But you know I ......" he stopped, a little incoherent.

Mitsuki couldn't smell a trace of it from these words, and he wasn't used to guessing anyone's thoughts, so he asked directly, "What?"

"I ...... I want to say......" He tied a rope in his heart, pulled it, and stretched it tightly. After a while, he asked, "Shall we meet tomorrow?" and I can go to you. ”

Mitsuki frowned, not sure what he wanted to do, and asked again, "Is there something wrong with you?"

"Yes......" he exhaled, his mind calmed down a lot more than just now, "I really want to tell you something." If you'd like to hear it, I'd like to tell you about it in person. ”

Guangxi pursed her lips: "Something to do with me?"

Han Che squeezed the hand of the mobile phone, sweated, quietly, cautiously, and said to her: "If you want, then it is up to you." ”

Guangxi pursed the corners of his mouth, revealing two dimples: "Do you want to invite me to dinner?"

Han Che was stunned for a moment, there was a slight splash in his heart, and suddenly, he relaxed, "Yes." He said, not even realizing that he had stopped, "You remember." He thought that a girl like Xu Guangxi would not have taken an ordinary boy like him to heart.