From the afternoon to the evening, Ningxia made three servings of dark chocolate mousse cakes before and after, and although he was sometimes embarrassed when he was trained, fortunately, he had a strong attitude towards studying, and his mood was soon able to adjust himself.

was going to make the fourth part, but Xu Zhengze was tired of eating and didn't want to cooperate anymore.

Ningxia was about to be scolded and vomited, and when she saw Jiang Yiran's eyes on her, she pursed her lips, walked out of the house, and went next door.

As soon as she left with her front foot, Xu Zhengze raised her eyes and said to Jiang Yiran: "Negative anger ran away? ”

Jiang Yiran was happy and said: "She was so angry that she ran directly to the room and slammed the door, and now she is running out because her heart is not at home." ”

Xu Zhengze stared at the bright light reflected on the other side through the wall of the cup, and raised his eyebrows carelessly.

Ningxia came back early, and the two of them didn't talk much when they met, and when she opened the door and entered the house, she hadn't even chatted a few words. may have warned him last time, and his attitude towards Ningxia has obviously reined. Jiang Yiran is actually very satisfied with this, which shows that his situation can be improved through psychological therapy and self-adjustment.

"Doctor Zhou said that your recent relationship is very stable, and you are maintaining it well."

Xu Zhengze smiled lightly: "How can you tell that I am sick?" ”

Jiang Yiran said: "You are different from the Xu Zhengze I know. ”

In a simple sentence, Xu Zhengze was very ironed in his heart, and chuckled: "If you had taken the initiative to contact me, I might not have taken the current path." ”

Jiang Yiran sat down for a moment and glanced at him, "Are you sure you can't turn back?" ”

He didn't answer, he was silent for a moment, his eyes were condensed, and even his voice was low and unclear: "It's not that I can't go back, it's that I don't want to go back." He owes all his debts, and he should pay them all. ”

When Ningxia went next door, the whole house was quiet, and as the sun set outside the window, the light gradually dimmed.

Ye Zhaojue was not at home. She knew that he had dinner in the evening, and she also knew that he would come back very late, but when Jiang Yiran motioned for her to go upstairs and leave him and Xu Zhengze a private space for conversation, she still couldn't help but come over without deep thought.

When she opened the refrigerator, there were some simple ingredients, and there were noodles in the cupboard, so she simply kept it simple and cooked herself a bowl of noodles. There was too much boiling, and the noodles were unconsciously put too much, a big bowl became two large bowls, she broke her belly, stood and rested for a while, walking back and forth upstairs and downstairs, slowly eating.

After lying on the sofa on his back, he recalled Xu Zhengze's sharp corrections, and went through them in his mind over and over again, as if he had grasped some thoughts, and as if he hadn't realized anything.

The world was so quiet that you could hear your own breathing, one at a time, slowly and slowly.

Then, the phone rang.

She sat up with her eyes open, took a look, and her gaze suddenly turned cold.

Answered, but did not speak.

On the other end, Ning Yunsheng's voice came: "Xiao Xia, I'm my father." ”

Still don't say anything.

"I'm going to Nanxiang next week, if there's anything you want to eat, I'll take an early flight over and pass by ......"

Ningxia interrupted: "The work here is about to start?" ”

Ning Yunsheng paused, probably knowing what she hated in his heart, afraid that she would cut off the call unceremoniously, and changed the topic: "How is work?" Are you tired of helping out at the glittering pastry shop? Usually pay more attention to rest, you can go out and play more when you have time, and your father will give you no money. That card will pay you back every month, buy whatever you like, don't save it. ”

Ningxia bit her lips, closed her eyes and controlled her feelings, and her chest rose and fell violently. After a while, she still couldn't hold back, and said in a suppressed voice: "Throw it away, donate some money and materials, and occasionally come by to take a look in order to promote charity, do you think you are doing Project Hope?" ”

She hung up the phone without waiting for Ning Yunsheng to speak, and her mood was really bad.

――My dream is to become a famous and mysterious person.

――If you are famous, how can it be mysterious?

- Oh, Mom, you don't understand, it's because of mystery that you're famous.

――What do you want to be so famous, isn't it good to live a good life?

Well, of course it's good. But Mom, I don't chase fame and fortune like him, I just want to regain my self-confidence. If I don't be with Ye Zhaojue, I am willing to be ordinary, even willing to be mediocre, even if I don't do anything for a lifetime, I don't care. But now it's different, I can't find myself for the time being. I was dazed and anxious, at a loss, and the sky above me, half sunny, half cloudy, seemed to be swallowed up by the other half at any moment. I'm dangerous, I know.

***

didn't deliberately wait for Ye Zhaojue to come back, Ningxia stayed until eight o'clock and returned home on his own.

Xu Zhengze had already left, and Jiang Yiran was holding a glass of lemonade to relieve the headache after drinking. Ningxia paced over and sat down on the bar stool, his arms resting on the table, looking at him intently.

Jiang Yiran caught her eyes with deep meaning, and didn't pay attention to it at all, until he slowly drank a glass of lemonade, and then glanced at her for a while, "Something to ask me?" ”

Ningxia got straight to the point: "It's not that I have something to ask you, it's that you have something to hide from me." ”

Jiang Yiran smiled: "Since you can see that I am hiding it from you, it means that you don't need to know." ”

Ningxia pouted, "Sauce wine, I just found out now that you don't have a lot of flowers." ”

Jiang Yiran raised his eyebrows, "Oh? ”

It's for her to continue.

Since he wanted to listen, Ningxia didn't hide it, propped up his elbows, supported one cheek, developed logical thinking, and said: "You and Xu Zhengze have a very good relationship, I can understand that you don't allow me to make friends with him through your relationship, but if you give me advice to take other shortcuts to get close to him, I can't understand." ”

Jiang Yiran smiled and said, "You think I'm helping you calculate him?" ”

Ning Ning shook his head, "It's not a matter of calculation, anyway, you have ulterior motives." ”

Jiang Yiran smiled and said nothing, Ningxia thought that he probably didn't plan to explain more to her next, but after a while, he suddenly looked at her and asked, "How much do you know about Lu Qiankun?" ”

Lu Qiankun? Chairman Vancenian?

Ningxia was surprised: "Why are you asking him?" ”

Jiang Yiran pursed his lips, and his expression was slightly stern, "Don't ask yet, just say." ”

Ningxia suppressed the doubts in her heart and thought: "I have never seen him during the time I have been working in Vancenian, and I heard Lu Xiao say that he has not shown up once in the past year, and even if she wants to contact him, she can't get in touch." After a pause, the conversation changed, "You are interested in him, don't it because of Xu Zhengze?" ”

She just joked casually, but she didn't think that Jiang Yiran actually nodded and admitted.

"Xiao Xia, I need your help."

***

After chatting deeply with Jiang Yiran, Ningxia was in a mixed mood, lying on the bed and thinking for a long time, the more he thought about it, the more surprised he became.

A text message came in, she clicked on it to see it, Ye Zhaojue asked: Sleeping?

She didn't reply, just dialed it. The other end was quickly connected.

"You're back?" She asked.

"Hmm." The voice in the microphone was low and hoarse, revealing a trace of tiredness that seemed to be felt, "Waiting for me at night?" ”

Ning Xia was stunned for a moment, guessing that he might find traces of someone moving in the living room and kitchen, and nodded, but thought that he couldn't see it at all, so he hurriedly responded: "I can't wait for a while, why are you so busy." She sighed slightly.

Ye Zhaojue didn't speak for a while, and Ningxia hurriedly said: "I'm not complaining, I'm just thinking, if we don't live together, we won't have a chance to meet." ”

"Natsu-chan." He called out to her, in an indescribable muttering voice, low, gentle, implying an intriguing feeling, "You're right, but according to the current situation, your working hours are reversed, and my work is similar, and I will always encounter some chores, even if I live on the same floor, most of the time we meet cannot be integrated." What's more......" tail note is stuck here, which is obviously one degree lower.

"What's more?" Ningxia couldn't help it, and his heart beat to a beat.

"What's more, even if we haven't slept yet, it's not like we can see it if we want to."

Why? Ningxia said, "I can go to you now." As he spoke, he got up and looked for slippers to step on.

Ye Zhaojue heard the faint movement over there, and was laughed at by her honest behavior, and sighed lightly: "Xiao Xia, don't move." ”

Ningxia had already pulled his slippers and got up to open the door, and when he heard the words, his figure froze.

"It's late, stay in the room and sleep."

Ningxia lowered his head, looked at the shallow lines on the wooden floor, and bit his lip silently.

Ye Zhaojue roughly guessed that she was thinking wildly, his little girl was insecure since she was a child, and her thinking was extremely active, and it was easy to run away with a biased clue. His original purpose was not to elicit this so-called "what's more", but he was forced to stop here and could not continue.

Jiang Yiran had a private conversation with him once, the subject was direct, he warned him clearly, and controlled his lower body.

He is not a saint, he has ideas, he has desires, and the reason why he has always adhered to the boundaries and made promises in advance occupies a large part of the reason.

Moreover, Jiang Yiran is the most respected relative in Ningxia, and it is easy to misunderstand him by letting a girl come to his house in the middle of the night. Ye Zhaojue has the heart to reconcile the relationship between himself and Jiang Yiran, which is not harmonious, and if he is one step short, he may fail and return to the original point.

He attaches great importance to this relationship, and also attaches importance to the blessings from his family in addition to his feelings.

But he won't sue Ningxia for these things.

He drank water over there to moisten his throat, hooked his lips and smiled, his voice was slightly moistened, with three points of helplessness and seven points of spoiling, and coaxed: "You go back to the room, I haven't finished my words yet." ”

Ningxia whispered: "I'm in the room." ”

He smiled again, as soft as a spring breeze, "Then go back to bed." ”

Ningxia: "......"

Ningxia's ears were crispy and itchy, and the stuffiness in my heart dissipated little by little.

She actually wanted to ask him: I miss you, don't you miss me? But the words returned to the tip of her tongue, and she swallowed them back in embarrassment.

If you don't agree with her past, you shouldn't think about it. He's so busy, how can he have time to think about her.

She lay back on the bed and said into the microphone, "It's in bed." ”

Ye Zhaojue smiled and said a low "um", was silent for a moment, and asked gently in a tone that was enough to provoke people's hearts: "Xiao Xia, I just said so much, I just want to ask you-you, are you willing to marry me earlier?" ”