Wang Xueyan is still working very seriously.

I worked in the resort as seriously and meticulously as every project I handled, and I hid from smelling a painting.

Wen Yihua didn't go to her intentionally or unintentionally.

Ever since he had mustered up the courage to go to Yige to find her, but had failed to achieve his goal, he didn't know what kind of occasion to apologize to.

The early sun after the snow makes everyone's interest very high, thinking that the New Year's Eve is about to be in a good mood, and looking forward to the bonus before the Lunar New Year.

Another layer of decoration was carried out, Wang Xueyan was also in a very good mood, and her colleague's car was waiting for her downstairs.

She looked up at her watch: six o'clock in the afternoon.

After packing her things in a hurry, she rushed into the elevator with her bag and notebook.

Wang Xueyan was thinking about making a call to Li Xuanwen when the elevator suddenly stopped on the 8th floor.

The elevator door opened, and there was a painting standing outside the door.

Such an unexpected encounter surprised both of them.

It was the first time he had seen her since returning from Yige.

Her eyes are still clear, the bridge of her nose is pretty and handsome, and her lips are soft.

Wearing a medium-length nickname coat and black thin flared pants, the half-turtleneck sweater looks particularly temperamental.

Because of the rush to pass, the fair and flawless skin reveals a faint red powder.

He looked at her almost greedily, as if he wanted to express what he missed these days.

The elevator space was very small, and Wang Xueyan unconsciously stood inside.

Wen Yihua only felt that his heart was lifted, and just as he was about to speak, the elevator suddenly trembled a few times.

Wang Xueyan was also startled, looked up and stared at the numbers on the elevator, only to see the lights on the number keys flickering intermittently, and then they didn't light up at all.

She realized: the elevator was broken.

In an instant, the lights went out, and she completely entered the dark world!

Worried about whether the elevator would fall, she was taken into her arms, and a voice in her ear said softly: "Don't be afraid!

His breath made her a little dazed.

However, at the smell of his breath, all fear disappeared without a trace.

Wen Yihua hugged her tightly with one hand, and took out his mobile phone with the other hand and dialed the phone quickly.

He explained the situation in the shortest and most capable language, then put down his phone and hugged her tightly: "Don't worry, it's not a big problem." It won't fall. They've already sent someone. ”

Wang Xueyan listened to his short and powerful voice, and felt very stable and steady in her heart, and said in a muffled voice: "Look, as long as you are with me, there will be something." ”

Wen Yihua smiled silently: "You're here again! If such an accident happens again after the opening, it will be troublesome. So, that's a good thing!"

Wang Xueyan was speechless for a while.

"I'm sorry!" Sniff a painting's deep voice sounded again.

Wang Xueyan's body trembled obviously, she raised her head from his arms, but her eyes were brighter in the dark: "What does this mean." ”

She tried to leave his embrace, but he was tied to death.

"I'm really sorry I misunderstood you. Wen Yihua continued.

How smart she was, she instantly understood what he meant, and chuckled: "Since it was a misunderstanding, there is no need to apologize." It's good to untie it!"

Wen Yihua admired it in his heart, and his tone couldn't help but move: "Then can we get to know each other again now?" he let go of a hand.

Through the faint light, Wang Xueyan saw him shaking hands at him.

She also stretched out her hand to shake him, and his body temperature came from between her fingers, and her knuckles were distinct, powerful and warm: "Hello, I'm Wang Xueyan." ”

He said heartily: "Hello, I am smelling a painting, please advise." ”

Wang Xueyan's face was hot, and he whispered, "Can you let me go?"

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I was afraid that the elevator would shake and hurt you. Wen Yihua reluctantly let go of his hand and let go of her.

She steadied herself and said, "I know, thank you!"

Finally got out of the elevator.

In the concern and worry of everyone, Wen Yihua asked people to arrange renovations, turned to Wang Xueyan and said, "I'll send you!"

She didn't object and followed him into the car.

Although the ice released their previous suspicions, because of the sudden hug, both of them were a little embarrassed, but they were in a very happy mood.

They didn't break each other, they pretended to be fine.

Wang Xueyan no longer has any scruples about gaining and losing because he is like Li Mingze.

Wen Yihua asked while driving, "What do you like about me?"

He had just asked this sentence not long ago, and he had humiliated her in anger.

She looked at him inexplicably: "Didn't you say it's all over?"

Wen Yihua said proudly: "Yes, that's why I asked you!Haha, can't you answer? Okay, change the question, what do you like about Li Xuanwen?"

Wang Xueyan breathed a sigh of relief: "Xuanwen, he is very gentle, very good to me, always let me, very tolerant, very easy-going, and very enthusiastic, in short, he is very good, he is a good person." ”

Wen Yihua smiled disapprecitately: "Then what do you like about Li Mingze?"

Wang Xueyan was stunned: "You know?"

Wen Yihua's face showed apology: "I know." Tell me, what do you like about him?"

She smiled as casually as she could: "Actually, I don't know what I like about him." It didn't happen much between me and him. It's just that we were punished for being late together, skipping class together, drilling a bomb shelter together, going for a walk by the lake together, and having a snowball fight together......"

Wen Yihua simply stopped the car, his eyes were full of tenderness, and he looked at her face deeply: "I remember everything, but I don't know what I like about him?"

The words made Wang Xueyan's nose slightly sour, and she said to him in a buzzing voice: "Well!

He said slowly: "So, there is no reason for real liking. ”

Wang Xueyan turned her face away and didn't want to continue the topic.

And his voice sounded again: "Do you like me a little bit because I look like him?"

Wang Xueyan turned her head in surprise, looking at his angular face, which looked as warm as jade at the moment, she subconsciously said, "I have a fiancé." ”

Fortunately, Wen Yihua sent her to the gate of the community smoothly, and nothing else was said.

Wang Xueyan thought as she walked home, would they be able to get along in peace in the future?

As if remembering something, she looked around and saw a familiar car.

Running over, she called, "Xuanwen, are you here?" why didn't you call me. ”

I secretly breathed a sigh of relief in my heart, but fortunately I didn't let Wen Yihua send it downstairs.

Li Xuanwen carried a bag of fruits, he was always like this, taking care of her in every detail in life.

Wang Xueyan was a little tired, but he still cut a plate of dragon fruit: Li Xuanwen's favorite fruit.

Li Xuanwen has been talking about a cooperation agreement with Hua Churong recently, and today she just came out of her company.

One item after another happened to be discussed smoothly, and he was in a very good mood.

If there is one thing that worries him, it is that Wang Xueyan has not agreed to marry him.

And she has another * by her side: smell a painting.

He picked up his fork and ate a piece of dragon fruit, looked at her and said, "Xue Yan, don't let me wait any longer, okay? ”

Wang Xueyan listened to him coldly, and her heart jumped, but she unconsciously recalled the scene when Wen Yihua asked her in the afternoon: "Do you like me a little bit because I look like him??"

She closed her eyes and stroked her heart.

Her heart kept beating as he asked.

Although she denied it, her heart was so reluctant.

Why is this happening? He is a painting, not Li Mingze.

Maybe he likes him because he looks like Li Mingze?

Wang Xueyan said with difficulty: "Xuanwen, can the marriage matter be postponed?"

"I really want to know why?" Li Xuanwen asked her in a dull voice.

She said, "It's not too late for your mother to forgive me." ”

Li Xuanwen discerned her intentions: "Come to my house for dinner tomorrow?"

Wang Xueyan looked at him and nodded: "Hmm!"

He added, "It's my mother's birthday!"

Wang Xueyan smiled: "I haven't forgotten, I also prepared a gift!"