After dinner in the evening, Wen Qing went back to her room to surf the Internet.

She was scrolling through the web when her phone on the table shook.

Wen Qing glanced lazily, and when she saw that it was a message from He Yiming, she couldn't help frowning, and put her phone aside.

In less than a minute, the phone vibrated twice again, and she glanced at it, and it was still sent by He Yiming.

Ignoring it, Wen Qing clicked on a small video of a marriage proposal.

The video is very short, and when you look at it, you can tell that it is a casual shot.

In less than five minutes, Wen Qing's phone vibrated more than a dozen times.

It's annoying.

Wen Qing frowned, and was about to turn off her mobile phone when there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Sister, let's talk about it?"

As soon as Wen Qing turned her head, she met the gaze of Wen Junyan who was standing at the door.

"Okay." Wen Qing smiled and beckoned to Wen Junyan.

Wen Junyan entered the door generously, turned around and closed the door, and sat on the sofa opposite Wen Qing.

"Sister, when you come back this time, what do you plan to do in the future?" Wen Junyan got straight to the point.

"You're here to persuade me to join the Wen clan again? Junyan, I just want to be an ordinary wedding dress designer, and I'm working that. Holding the pillow, Wen Qing lay on the back of the chair.

Wen Junyan smiled helplessly, "Okay, you don't want to come to Wen's, I won't force you, you have your plans." ”

"I want to ask you, do you have any plans to fall in love and get married?" Wen Junyan was also entrusted by others, so he specially asked Wen Qing about this.

Wen Qing was stunned for a moment, her eyes shrank and closed, and then she shook her head, "No." ”

Wen Junyan was silent for a while, then looked up at Wen Qing, "Sister, in fact, He Yiming ...... him"

"Junyan, I don't want to mention him." Gradually, Wen Qing's expression changed slightly, and she shook her head at Wen Junyan with a straight face.

Seeing Wen Qing's appearance, Wen Junyan sighed softly, "I know you don't want to mention him, but in the past three years, I've watched him wait for you...... Sister, if you can, I hope you can give him a chance. ”

Wen Qing lowered her head and was silent.

"I don't necessarily have to match the two of you, but at least I'll give you a chance to clear up your misunderstandings, right?" Wen Junyan was willing to help He Yiming, partly out of sympathy, and partly because he felt that Wen Qing had not forgotten Jì He Yiming.

As for why Wen Junyan is so sure, he can't say it himself, maybe it's because Wen Qing avoids and ignores He Yiming.

"He and I are already in the past, even if there is a misunderstanding, it is the past." Wen Qing smiled faintly, "Junyan, it is impossible for me and him to be the same as we were at the beginning." ”

"Sister, why are you so brainless? I'm not letting you be the way you were. After listening to Wen Qing's words, Wen Junyan couldn't help but shake his head, and said disapprovingly: "Since you decided to leave three years ago, for you, everything is a new beginning, so you should reacquaint yourself with He Yiming, wouldn't it be good?" ”

"Re-...... Know? Wen Qing repeated these words repeatedly, her brows furrowed slightly.

But even if she gets to know He Yiming again, so what? The hurt that has been suffered does not mean that it has never happened, and is it possible for the closed heart to open the door again?

Wen Qing wasn't sure, and she didn't want to explore the outcome of this question.

The mobile phone on the table, since Wen Junyan entered the door, has rang no less than ten times.

"Sister, that-" Wen Junyan glanced at her phone with a smile, "The message from He Yiming, right?" Don't you take a look? ”

Lowering her head and glancing back silently, Wen Qing slowly shook her head.

"Junyan." After a while, Wen Qing raised her head and looked at Wen Junyan, her face full of confusion, "Do you think I should forgive him?" ”

Wen Junyan didn't remember how long it had been since he had seen Wen Qing's appearance, and his heart ached slightly.

"Sister, if you don't forgive him, it's you who say it from your heart." Walking forward, Wen Junyan bent down and gently hugged Wen Qing, "I said too much tonight, sister, you just have to do what you are happy about." ”

Is she happy about the thing? Wen Qing blinked, what was she happy about?

The night was getting deeper and deeper, and Wen Qing was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

She stared at the ceiling for a long time, and Wen Junyan's sentence "Just do what you are happy with" was always lingering in her mind, and the whirlpool of confusion in her heart became deeper and deeper.

She didn't know when she took out her phone pressed under the pillow.

Looking at the faintly lit mobile phone screen, Wen Qing clicked into the SMS inbox, which was full of more than 20 messages, all of which were sent by Du He Yiming.

- Qingqing, are you there?

――Would you like to talk to me?

- Okay, you may really be reluctant to pay attention to me, but I just want to sue you, I miss you.

――How are you doing? This is what I think about every day when I open and close my eyes in the past three years.

――Three years ago, I don't know how to tell you my inner apologies except for "I'm sorry."

――If so, please give me a chance to make amends, okay?

――I want you to know that my feelings for you are not as shallow as we thought.

- Wen Qing, I love you.

-- This is a belated love sentence, but it is what I want to say to you the most at this moment.

……

Wen Qing looked down one by one, until she saw the one where he said "good night" to her, and her eyes finally fell on the "I love you".

Although she knew that there was nothing between him and Lu Kelan, Wen Qing couldn't help but smile sarcastically when she thought of the time when He Yiming and Lu Kelan got along.

He Yiming, how many women have you said to this sentence "I love you"? How can I believe your words?

*

Wen Qing didn't really fall asleep until the sky was slightly bright, and after sleeping for less than four hours, she was woken up by the ringing of her mobile phone.

The call came yesterday from the studio where she submitted her resume, and the other party asked her for an interview.

Wen Qing didn't want to look too wolfy, so she set up an afternoon for an interview.

After hanging up the phone, she pulled up the quilt and tried to catch up on sleep, but found that she couldn't sleep.

She simply rolled over and got up, put on a dressing gown and went downstairs.

Yang Ruoying was watching TV in the living room, when she heard the sound of going downstairs, she looked up and saw Wen Qing going downstairs with dark circles under her eyes.

"Didn't you sleep well last night?" Turning off the TV, Yang Ruoying looked at Wen Qing with concern, "I'll ask Mama Zhang to prepare breakfast, and you drink a cup of hot milk first." ”

"Well, maybe the jet lag hasn't been reversed yet." Wen Qing rubbed her temples with a faint pain, "Mom, I have an interview in the afternoon, let's let Mom Zhang help me make a cup of coffee, I want to refresh myself." ”

"Interview?" Yang Ruoying frowned, "How long have you been back, why can't you rest well?" ”

Wen Qing smiled, listening to Yang Ruoying continue to chatter, "Besides, if you want to work, wouldn't it be good to go to Wen's?" Why do you have to go out and work so hard? ”

"Mom, I'm studying design, and I'm specialized in wedding dress design, you can't let Junyan open a wedding dress design department specifically for me, right?" I didn't go to Wen's Group because Wen Qing had her own plans.

Staying in Beihai was not in her plan in the first place, and now that she stays, she wants to do what she wants to do as much as she can.

And what she wants to do is to design wedding dresses.

Didn't Wen Junyan also say it last night? She just needs to do what she is happy with.

Nagging is nagging, Yang Ruoying still instructed Zhang's mother to make a cup of coffee for Wen Qing.

"I can't tell you, what kind of wedding dress designer you want to be, I'll leave it to you." Yang Ruoying lowered her face, "But there is one thing you have to listen to me, you can't move out again, I don't want to not see you every day." ”

"Okay, I promise you, if you don't go out to live, you will live at home." Holding Yang Ruoying's shoulder, Wen Qing coquettishly leaned her head on her shoulder, "Mom, I won't go anywhere in the future, just rely on you and Dad, okay?" ”

Wen Qing was like this suddenly, the smile on Yang Ruoying's lips froze slightly, and it took a while for her to find her voice back.

"Not good." Sighing in her heart, Yang Ruoying gently patted Wen Qing's back, "Qingqing, you are still young, even if your father and I are reluctant to let you leave, you must always have a family of your own." ”

Own family? Wen Qing's eyes flickered, and she inexplicably remembered the lost child.

Feeling that Wen Qing's body in her arms suddenly became stiff, Yang Ruoying knew that she had said the wrong thing, and a trace of regret flashed in her eyes.

However, Yang Ruoying still insisted on saying, "Qingqing, don't blame your mother for saying these unpleasant words, your mother is also for your own good, you always have to face a new life, accept new people, and find your own happiness." ”

"I know that Junyan's kid has been mentioning He Yiming in front of you, and I also admit that the changes in He Yiming over the years have made me have to look at him with admiration." At this moment, Yang Ruoying said to Wen Qing: "But I am also a woman, as long as I stand in your position and look at it, I can't forgive He Yiming for what he did back then." ”

"So, if you can really forget about He Yiming and have let go of him, I hope you can think about your life's events." Yang Ruoying's voice was very soft, but every word she said fell on Wen Qing's heart.

"Of course, if you are willing to forgive He Yiming and are willing to start over with him, my mother will also support you." Although this choice was not as Yang Ruoying wanted, she just wanted to see Wen Qing be happy.