Manchen responded disappointedly, "Stupid. ”

Jiang Mingfeng chuckled lightly and said with a wry smile: "Yes, after all, I'm not a girl." ”

"Anyway, are our girls' hearts really that difficult to understand?"

"Needless to say?! It's even harder than Sherlock Holmes. ”

Manchen felt that Jiang Mingfeng was an authentic stupid big man, and Manchen said with annoyance: "Cut, I won't tell you." ”

"What's wrong again?"

"Don't say it, don't say it, don't say it." Manchen snorted impatiently, and hung up the phone angrily.

There was a beep in his ears, Jiang Mingfeng touched the back of his head, and said angrily: "What's wrong with this woman?" How can turning your face be faster than turning a book? ”

The night was deep, it was already 10 o'clock in the evening, Jiang Mingfeng was unable to lie on the bed, and the quiet moonlight swayed a soft light through the glass and sprinkled the entire room.

Jiang Mingfeng opened his eyes and calmly looked at the white ceiling, constantly recalling all kinds of things that happened today in his mind

"Yu Ru, you shouldn't hate me."

The more he thought about it, the more chaotic he became, the more tired he became, Jiang Mingfeng's eyelids seemed to be pressed by a stone, he had no thoughts anymore, and finally fell asleep.

In his sleep, Jiang Mingfeng and Yu Ru stood opposite each other in the park, "Ah Feng, why didn't you come on my birthday, do you really like Manchen?" Sue sù me. ”

"Yu Ru, why do you think so?"

"Because, because, a woman's self-esteem."

"Do you like me?"

"There is no need to answer this question, Ah Feng, if you still think of the relationship between our childhood sweethearts for more than ten years, can you stay away from Manchen?"

"No, I can't."

"Yes, sure enough, sure enough, you already like her, deeper than my feelings for you for more than ten years, Jiang Mingfeng, I hate you, I hate you, don't let me see you again."

Jiang Mingfeng frowned slightly, opened his tired eyes, and at this time, the dazzling sunlight shone on Jiang Mingfeng's cheeks through the glass.

"Why does my heart feel like there's a thorn in it, what's wrong? Is it because of Yu Ru? ”

Suddenly, Jiang Mingfeng's ears heard a gentle voice: "Ah Feng, just now your uncle called, saying why didn't you go to Yu Ru's birthday party yesterday, Yu Ru didn't eat all day yesterday, what happened between you?" ”

Jiang Mingfeng knew that his mother was condemning him, and said softly: "Mom, I have nothing to do with her anymore. ”

The surroundings were instantly quiet, Jiang Mingfeng secretly took a cool breath, and suddenly, a dull sound came from his room, and when he looked closely, a woman wearing a pink professional skirt walked into Jiang Mingfeng's room.

This woman is Jiang Mingfeng's mother, her name is Ling Shuang, this is a woman in her forties with a strict face, she is very tall, her handsome face is lightly makeup, and her hair is meticulously coiled.

"Mom, you, why didn't you knock on the door and enter my room?" Jiang Mingfeng lay on the bed in a muffled voice.

"Ah Feng, Jiang Mingfeng, please look at my face and speak." Ling Shuang's tone was neither humble nor arrogant, but when he heard Jiang Mingfeng's ears, it was obvious that a disaster was coming.

Jiang Mingfeng was really afraid of his mother, Jiang Mingfeng stretched his waist and immediately faced Ling Shuang with his best mental state, "Mother, what's wrong with you early in the morning?" ”

"Sue me, why didn't you go to Yu Ru's birthday party yesterday?"

"I had something yesterday and forgot about it."

"Boy, still lie to me? Did you go on a date with a girl yesterday? ”

"Mother, how do you know?"

"Don't ask me how I know, tell me yes or no?"

Jiang Mingfeng sighed secretly and said in a low voice, "Well, yes."

"That Yu Ru's birthday, did you really forget it?"

Ling Shuang couldn't help but look back at the calendar placed on the table in front of him, a big red circle was very conspicuous, Ling Shuang Yan said, "Ah Feng, the big red circle on the calendar should have been drawn by you, right?" ”

"I don't have anything to do with Yu Ru anymore."

"You and she have been friends since childhood, which birthday did she not come? Do you think it's appropriate for you to do this? ”

Jiang Mingfeng lowered his head and stopped talking, Ling Shuang's pair of slender willow eyebrows frowned slightly, Ling Shuang continued: "Yu Ru's father and your father are friends of life and death, Jianghui Group can have today, Yu Ru's father has given great support, besides, Yu Ru herself is not bad, and has always liked you, what happened to you and her, you know best in your heart, you and her are childhood sweethearts, you see her sad and crying, do you really not feel a little bit?" ”

What does Ling Shuang mean in the end, first it is the relationship between Yu Ru's father and Jiang Mingfeng's father, and then he said that Yu Ru himself is not bad, and said that he likes Jiang Mingfeng, do you want Yu Ru to be Jiang Mingfeng's wife? Finally, don't you have feelings for her?

The more Jiang Mingfeng thought about it, the more chaotic he became, and he didn't know how many brain cells had died, Jiang Mingfeng said in a muffled voice: "You want me?" ”

Ling Shuang glanced at Jiang Mingfeng, "Go and see Yu Ru today, girls in love have to be coaxed, you know?" ”

"How? I've never been in a relationship either, and I don't have any experience in coaxing girls. ”

Ling Shuang was really angry, "You take her out for a walk, eat, and buy some small gifts."

Ling Shuang took out a green bank card and put it on Jiang Mingfeng's bed, Ling Shuang continued: "There is a deposit of 10,000 yuan in it, take it." After speaking, regardless of Jiang Mingfeng's expression, Ling Shuang walked out of Jiang Mingfeng's room with a muffled voice.

Jiang Mingfeng sighed, lying on the bed weakly, looking at the ceiling with empty eyes.

Thinking about Yu Ru's painful cry on the phone last night, Jiang Mingfeng whispered: "Forget it, let's go."

Jiang Mingfeng walked out of the house, the scorching sun instantly poured on Jiang Mingfeng's face, feeling hot, and restless in his heart, Jiang Mingfeng walked on the street, passing by the flower shop, he always felt that he was really embarrassed to go to Yu Ru's house empty-handed, and thought of buying some flowers for Yu Ru.

"Excuse me, owner, do you have any flowers here to apologize?"

"There are yellow roses."

"Okay, don't look for it." Jiang Mingfeng directly picked up a packaged bouquet of ninety-nine yellow roses and quickly ran out of the flower shop.

The shopkeeper was instantly angry, "Hey, boy, that's the flower that the love couple gave when they apologized!" Looking at the 1,000 yuan on the table again, the shopkeeper smiled flatteringly: "Forget it, I earned an extra 500 yuan for nothing." ”

Holding the yellow roses in Jiang Mingfeng's hands, each yellow rose blooms with petals, not big or small, but each petal blooms with charming brilliance, fragrant, Jiang Mingfeng looks at it more and more pleasantly, and finally came to Yu Ru's door.