Jin Wenlu started the car, and her mood was quite complicated. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

After going around and around for more than half a year, Huang Mingyue returned to the co-pilot seat of his Lexus.

Huang Yiqing sent a message to ask him to send Huang Mingyue, but he originally thought that she would not agree. Unexpectedly, after she glanced at him indifferently, she came out behind him silently.

"Fasten your seatbelts!"

Jin Wenlu habitually fastened the seat belt, but did not hear any reaction from Huang Mingyue. He turned his face sideways, and she sat asleep with her head tilted over her shoulder.

Jin Wenlu was stunned for a moment, and then she looked at her carefully and boldly.

How long has it been since she slept well? I can sleep so deeply in two or three minutes. She looked haggard and embarrassed, her hair tied into a ponytail was already a little messy, her long eyelashes cast a heavy shadow on her plain white face, the few small freckles on the bridge of her nose seemed to be darker, and her dry lips looked bloodless.

Jin Wenlu resisted the urge to wake her up.

With their current status, they really want to avoid suspicion. However, Jin Wenlu thought out of the leap that Pan Jicheng probably hadn't closed her eyes during the more than four-hour drive that Pan Jicheng drove Huang Mingyue from S Town to T City, otherwise how could she be so tired?

People can only really relax in front of the most familiar people, in the most familiar places.

Thinking like this, Jin Wenlu couldn't help but feel a few sweet ripples in her heart.

He quickly dispelled the inappropriate thoughts that suddenly appeared in his mind, pressed his seat belt, turned sideways, stretched out his arm, pulled the seat belt on Huang Mingyue's side, and then carefully bypassed Huang Mingyue's body and gently helped her fasten the seat belt.

Huang Mingyue took a deep breath and adjusted her sitting posture, still sleeping soundly, but exposing the right side of her face to Jin Wenlu's eyes.

Jin Wenlu couldn't help but tremble.

Against the light, you can see that the five fingerprints left by Pan Lizhen on Huang Mingyue's pale right cheek are already faintly raised.

Jin Wenlu has a lot of contact with Pan Lizhen, and the deepest impression left on him by this wealthy lady is that she is graceful and decent, and she advances and retreats in moderation. The corners of her mouth seemed to be forever with a charming smile, and even the curled arc seemed to have been measured accurately. Of course, she treated him very kindly and politely, but there seemed to be another layer in this cordiality and politeness, which made people feel not so comfortable.

Unexpectedly, Pan Lizhen turned out to be such a way in private - if she disagrees, she will do it.

However, Jin Wenlu thought of the two neat slaps that Huang Mingyue threw out, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but smile at the corner of her mouth.

When did the original delicate girl become so spicy?

It is the environment that creates people, and it seems that the life of the Huang family may not be so wishful for her. Now it seems to be even worse, without Shen Yunfang and Huang Mingchuan, Huang Yiqing has become the only relative she can rely on. If she was really kicked out of the house by Pan Lizhen, Jin Wenlu didn't know where she would go.

Privately, Jin Wenlu hopes that she can continue to stay in T City, so that he can see each other from a distance from time to time, even if he can't get close.

Jin Wenlu started the car carefully, maintaining a constant speed of forty yards, for fear that a small brake would wake up Huang Mingyue, who was temporarily resting.

He didn't dare to drive directly into the residential area of the Huang family's mansion. Huang Mingyue and Pan Lizhen are in the same trouble, she may not be willing to go back, so let's wait until she wakes up.

Jin Wenlu glanced at the dashboard and was glad that he had just filled up the gas. He chose a quiet highway nearby and began to circle around the downtown park.

It is a gentle asphalt road with few pedestrians on weekdays. The one-man plane trees planted on both sides of the road have long since lost their leaves, leaving only staggered branches that divide the gloomy sky into countless irregular shapes. Occasionally, the autumn wind blows, and the dried fruit hanging from the treetops falls to the ground with a clatter.

Surrounded by French plane trees, it is the central park.

Jin Wenlu cautiously stepped on the accelerator, maintained a constant speed of forty yards, adjusted the air conditioning to the most suitable temperature, and turned the car into a gently rocking hotbed.

Although Huang Mingyue tilted her head on her shoulders and looked very hard, listening to her smooth and long breathing, she should have slept very sweetly.

Kim passed the gate of the downtown park for the thirteenth time. The wrought iron fence locks the winter mood in the park, but you can see a corner of Qingluo Mountain in the park from a distance.

Jin Wenlu remembered that when he was in his junior year, every weekend, he and Huang Mingyue would climb Qingluo Mountain, which was not too high, and take a look at the good scenery of half of T City on the top of the mountain. When going down the mountain, I bought a bottle of Sprite at a small shop on the mountainside, and the two of you drank a sip and I took a sip, and I was very happy to grab it.

Thinking of this, Jin Wenlu couldn't help but glance at the sleeping Huang Mingyue.

But it's only been more than a year, and the two people back then seem to have disappeared into the years and can never be found again. The big hand of fate is too domineering, and people can't help but be in awe.

When Jin Wenlu passed the gate of Central Park for the twentieth time, Huang Mingyue woke up because she stepped on the brakes to avoid the pedestrians who suddenly appeared.

"Are you awake?"

Huang Mingyue glanced at Jin Wenlu suspiciously, and closed her bloodshot eyes again, as if to determine why she woke up and sat in Jin Wenlu's car.

"Where is this?" Huang Mingyue's voice was hoarse because she had just woken up.

It turned out that Huang Yiqing asked Jin Wenlu to send her, and she fell asleep as soon as she got in the car. If she was usually ashamed and frustrated, but at this moment, maybe too deep grief paralyzed her nerves, and Huang Mingyue didn't feel anything.

In the final analysis, in her heart, Jin Wenlu is still much closer than Pan Jicheng. Otherwise, she struggled in Pan Jicheng's car for four hours, but as soon as she got into Jin Wenlu's car, she fell asleep. However, she was prepared to skip this section as if it had never happened.

"Downtown Park, don't you remember?" Jin Wenlu replied casually.

Huang Mingyue was silent, and the memories that were buried in her heart were about to move.

"Why didn't you call me?" Huang Mingyue avoided that topic, these minefields could not be touched as much as possible.

Jin Wenlu shrugged: "I see that you are too tired, so I will let you sleep a little longer." Where to go now? ”

Huang Mingyue turned her face sideways, saw the palm print on her face in the reversing mirror, twitched the corners of her mouth, and looked away: "Go back to the Huang family's mansion." ”

Jin Wenlu was a little surprised, but didn't say anything, and quickly turned the head of the car.

Huang Mingyue looked at the street scene speeding by the side of the road, and the pain that she had forgotten for the time being slowly grabbed her heart.

Jin Wenlu looked at Huang Mingyue's gloomy face with her afterglow and sighed secretly. (To be continued.) )