After a while, Fu Zichen took the initiative to break the silence, his expression was a little complicated, "I'm sorry, I didn't think about it that much, everything I did for you was also wishful thinking on my part, I just know that I can't let go of you now." ”

Fu Zichen!

I really wanted to roar at him—but in fact Tang Luoran didn't do that, she glared angrily, gritted her teeth and spoke, "Then what if I say that the only thing you can do now is to let me leave?" ”

The broad shoulders shook suddenly, Fu Zichen's handsome face couldn't hide his disappointment, but when he spoke, he was so calm, but he insisted. He said, "If it's just now, I don't care if you like it." ”

She shouldn't have complained when she was hurt by him all over her body, so what is the cruel injury he is suffering now?

"Goodbye, then!" With a cruel word, Tang Luoran turned around and walked away quickly as if fleeing, and she didn't look back at him until she disappeared behind the gate.

And the carefully engraved ring was thrown to the ground along with the gift box, making a muffled sound, just like his scattered heart.

Looking at the black gift box containing the diamond ring on the carpet with a complicated expression, Fu Zichen finally leaned over and picked up the ring.

No matter how many times he fails, his determination will not change.

Can't let go of Tang Luoran's hand no matter what,

……

That night, Tang Luoran returned to the Tang family's mansion first, she was still worried about teasing Tang Tian and Tang's mother again, but she didn't expect them to fall asleep early in the morning, and the living room was empty.

With a sigh of relief, Tang Luoran went upstairs and went back to the room, locked herself in the room, took off the heavy clothes on her body, turned on the heating, closed the window again, closed the curtains, and the throbbing in her heart still did not disappear.

Feeling confused and irritable, she rushed into the bathroom, turned on the faucet, and rinsed her cheeks with warm water.

I kept reminding myself not to have any expectations, but the other side was still expecting him to chase him into the room, firmly telling her that he really loved her, and Yin Zi was in the past.

"Then when he knocks, I must not open the door." Talking to himself to the foggy wall, Tang Luoran coldly interrupted his fantasy and cut off his expectations for Fu Zichen, but it was a lie to say that he didn't look forward to it.

However, after she came out of the shower and dried her hair, and sat on the edge of the bed with her phone for two hours, he didn't knock on the door, not even a text message.

The hallway outside the door didn't even sound as he walked by.

With an inexplicable loss, Tang Luoran lay down angrily, but his hand was still tightly holding the mobile phone, and he closed his eyes and hypnotized himself.

As a result, she stayed up all night, and Fu Zichen did not visit in the middle of the night, she opened the text message page of her mobile phone for the umpteenth time - his column was still empty.

Did Fu Zichen really give up?

So what? Isn't that what she was hoping for? What's more, Fu Zichen originally liked Yin Zi, didn't he?

Tang Luoran struggled to think about it for a night, until the sunlight projected through the goose-yellow curtains, she didn't know to give up, so she simply threw away her phone, got up and got out of bed.

I didn't have any hope, but I didn't want to take two steps away from the bed, and my mobile phone rang behind me.

Quickly turned around and walked back to the bed, she picked up her mobile phone in a hurry, and was about to speak, when she heard a familiar voice on the other end of the phone, "Are you up?" Good morning. ”

Although the voice is familiar, it is not Fu Zichen.

She was suddenly a little disappointed, irritability and helplessness were intertwined, and she was in chaos.

"Jiang Hanchen, why are you ......" Tang Luoran paused, but still chose to answer with a smile, "Good morning, is there something wrong with you calling?" ”

As soon as the words fell, the other end responded quickly, as if he had thought of an answer from the beginning, Jiang Hanchen responded calmly, "I want to meet you, you can come over." ”

This is the first time he has made willful requests that are not because of Zheng Xiaoying's instructions.

"I see, let's meet later." Pretending to respond as naturally as possible, Tang Luoran immediately hung up the phone.

Jiang Hanchen's phone call made her quickly calm down - she is still in a state of amnesia, so she doesn't need to feel guilty about Fu Zichen.

……

Half an hour later, Tang Luoran arrived as scheduled, but Jiang Hanchen was waiting by the window of the café early in the morning, and as soon as she pushed the door open, she saw him waving to her, smiling gently, attracting a lot of attention from the surroundings.

Walking down the aisle to his place, Tang Luoran asked tentatively as soon as he sat down, "Why do you have time to ask me out today?" ”

"It's nothing, it's just that it's a rare day and the weather is good, and you look out the window – the sun has melted the snow." Jiang Hanchen looked out the window, hooked the corners of his mouth, and smiled gently, I have to say that his appearance is indeed outstanding.

Compared with Fu Zichen, he has a different vitality from Fu Zichen, but he is not naïve.

Driving out the person who suddenly broke into his mind, Tang Luoran paused for a moment before remembering to echo, "Hmm...... But you don't want to sacrifice your precious time to come to me just for this kind of thing, just say anything. ”

She has always disliked procrastination in doing things, so she has something to say.

"You're smart." Jiang Hanchen turned his head and chuckled at her, he wanted to say something more, but as soon as his thin lips opened and closed, he was interrupted by the waiter who walked to the table, "May I ask what do you two want?" ”

The waiter's enthusiastic attitude surprised Tang Luoran, but she soon understood that the enthusiasm was only aimed at Jiang Hanchen, who was sitting opposite.

She propped her elbows on the edge of the table, smiled softly, and spoke meaningfully, "Sure enough, attractive people are different." ”

"But not everyone likes my type." Jiang Hanchen's response also had a special meaning, which made Tang Luoran a little embarrassed, but she was used to selectively ignoring it, so she directly filtered the true meaning of this sentence.

After ordering two cups of black coffee, he successfully dismissed the nymphomaniac waiter, Jiang Hanchen looked relieved, but Tang Luoran felt heavy because of this, because the atmosphere when the two of them were together became more and more awkward.

Looking at each other silently and smiling, Tang Luoran waited for him to take the initiative to break the awkward atmosphere, but he didn't want him to lay his eyes on her right hand on the edge of the table, and suddenly said, "You really didn't wear the ring I gave you." ”

When he said something like this, it obviously made the atmosphere even more awkward.

Tang Luoran stiffened his shoulders and looked down following his gaze, only to see that the ring finger of his right hand was empty and without any decoration.

He was right, on the night she put it on, she had already taken off the ring when Jiang Hanchen was not around and Fu Zichen was not paying attention, without any reason, she was afraid that Fu Zichen would see it.

"I'm sorry......" could only respond like this, Tang Luoran was ashamed, but she didn't dare to raise her eyes to meet him, she knew that he must be watching her now.

As she expected, Jiang Hanchen stared at her for a long time, with a complicated expression.

Halfway, he slowly broke the silence and no longer concealed his loss, "How many days have we not seen each other?" I'm not sure if you're deliberately avoiding it and don't understand why, but honestly, I'm a little disappointed. ”

Not only to her, but also to herself.

The hand on the edge of the table paused, Tang Luoran looked stunned, and a trace of surprise flashed in his clear eyes, but he didn't have a chance to respond, because he took the lead, "Maybe you will be disappointed in me, but I am such a person, I have the patience to wait for you, I'm afraid that you won't even give me a chance." ”

Tang Luoran didn't know what he thought - he liked her, but he avoided him in this situation, and his attitude was already obvious.

But he just didn't want to let go, and he wanted to fight for it.

Jiang Hanchen...... I-" Tang Luoran wanted to explain, but she was speechless for a while, and suddenly, she could only hang her head, letting her shawl's long hair fall down, covering her fair face, "I'm sorry." ”

She couldn't deny it, even if she hadn't realized that she had been avoiding him before Jiang Hanchen reminded her.

But she also understands that she did it because of guilt, and as for where the guilt is, she doesn't dare to delve into it.

Jiang Hanchen saw through it at a glance, he smiled bitterly, "I understand what you mean, even if you have amnesia, you can't feel like you can disperse so quickly, right?" You don't have to explain, I also have a loved one, so I can completely understand that feeling. ”

The person he loves is Tang Luoran, who is sometimes cold and sometimes stubborn in front of him.

Tang Luoran was speechless, and it happened that the waiter brought the black coffee at this time, and she just picked up the steaming coffee and brought it to her mouth, trying to cover her embarrassment, but she was so hot that she frowned.

Tang Luoran put the coffee down, accompanied by Jiang Hanchen's gentle voice, the coffee cup and the table made a crisp sound when the coffee cup collided gently, and his voice still broke into her ears word for word, "Even once, at least give me a chance, so that I also have the right to like you, okay?" ”

If he was given a chance, and he couldn't get her to be tempted after trying his best, he would die.

Otherwise, he was sentenced out before he started like this, and he was really unwilling.

Jiang Hanchen said movingly, as soon as he finished speaking, his frowning brows slowly relaxed, and he smiled at her, although he was still gentle but very reluctant, he asked lightly again, "Is it okay?" ”

What can Tang Luoran say? She could only nod.

……

In fact, she didn't ask for leave, and so did Jiang Hanchen, after drinking the steaming coffee in a panic, they went back to work in the hospital together, ignoring everyone's eyes, inseparable all the way, and then parted at the elevator door.

As soon as Tang Luoran returned to the office, she began to prepare for the operation that would start later, out of concern about affecting her work, she took out her mobile phone and prepared to turn it off, but she didn't want Fu Zichen to send a text message at this time.

Shocked, her heartbeat suddenly slowed down by half a beat, and then beat very fast.

I thought about ignoring it directly, but I still couldn't resist the temptation, and clicked on the text message page - "Have lunch together at noon, I booked an Italian restaurant, I think you should like it." ”

Indeed, she has always had a crush on Italian restaurants.

Even though he repeatedly reminded himself that everything Fu Zichen did was just an illusion, Tang Luoran couldn't help but be moved, and his slender fingers tapped on the page of the mobile phone, making a "da-da" sound.

Obviously, yesterday he looked so lost that he was about to die, but today he was resurrected with full blood, and he became a Xiaoqiang who couldn't be killed.

Muttering secretly, Tang Luoran hurriedly replied to the text message, turned off the mobile phone, and then threw it into the drawer, and she locked the drawer.

At the same time, Fu Zichen, who was far away in the president's office at the headquarters of the Fu Group, also received a reply from Tang Luoran - "I refuse. Even if he didn't see her expression, he could imagine her expression, it must be ruthless.

Fu Zichen's face was solemn, and he half-lowered his eyes to hide the loss under his eyes, but he didn't think about giving up.

"Tang Luoran, I will win this protracted battle." Muttering to himself at the screen of his mobile phone, Fu Zichen put the phone down, picked up the pen instead, and signed his name in the corner of the document placed on the table.