The chair slept uncomfortably, her head tilted and almost fell, Ye Ning looked around, and found that she was at ease in her hometown, and when she heard the reputation, she saw that the TV series had been broadcast for several episodes, Ye Ning didn't care, got up and went to the bathroom to wash her face, and sober herself up before going back to the studio.

Revised the design draft she drew in the morning, but no matter how she changed it, she was not satisfied, and Ye Ning didn't force herself in the evening, she put away all the design drafts, and continued to change them when she went back.

After washing, Ye Ning lay on the bed and watched the drama with a tablet, almost every episode of the forty episodes of the TV series has Lemon, and Ye Ning is also very happy to see his better and better acting skills, although this person no longer belongs to him.

Think about it, the last time we met, she had a stomach problem, he said that he moved upstairs to her house, it's funny, there is an ex-boyfriend living upstairs, and a suitor lives next door, Ye Ning suspects that the place where he lives is a peach blossom.

The TV series was broadcast on the tablet, Ye Ning was lying on the bed looking at the roof in a daze, the ringing of the mobile phone made her pay attention, and she really regretted taking the mobile phone after seeing the caller.

"What's the matter?"

"I'm here to bring you medicine, there seems to be no one at your house." Chen Jiaheng's voice was a little aggrieved.

"I'm not at home." Ye Ning stretched out her hand to pause the play.

"You ......"

"Mr. Chen, I think I've made it clear to you, don't bother me anymore, goodbye." After saying that, Ye Ning hung up the phone.

If Ye Ning would never have done this kind of thing before, but now that she has put all her body and mind on worrying about Ji Lingfeng, she doesn't have so much patience with Chen Jiaheng.

At that time, every time I saw his call, I would be happy and couldn't sleep, now, why is it so annoying?

"Ji Lingfeng! Monsoon Wind! Ji Lingfeng ......" Ye Ning whispered Ji Lingfeng's name, hoping to receive his call, but unfortunately a wish is a wish, and it is not so easy to achieve.

Early the next morning, Ye Ning took the car back. It's good to have one day a week that is completely your own.

I don't know if the movement of her opening the door was too loud, not long after Ye Ning returned home, Chen Jiaheng came over, still carrying a bag of medicine in his hand.

"Didn't you say you didn't need to, why did you come?" Ye Ning turned around and went back to the living room, Chen Jiaheng walked in with the medicine and closed the door.

"I threw away all your medicine before, and now I'm giving it to you." Chen Jiaheng put the bag of medicine aside.

Ye Ning glanced at the medicine and then looked at Chen Jiaheng, and said casually, "Why do I buy so many medicines when I'm not sick?" You want to kill me? ”

I haven't seen her for many years, I can't imagine that her mouth is so poisonous, Chen Jiaheng actually feels sad in his heart.

"You know, I didn't mean that." Chen Jiaheng came to her and said seriously.

Ye Ning looked at him and asked him to sit down.

"Mr. Chen, I want to ......"

"Xiao Ning, do you have to talk to me like this?"

"How can you say that if you don't say that? Soft-spoken or elated? Chen Jiaheng, do you know that every time I get close to you, I get hurt? I finally came out, you moved in again, have you thought about my feelings? "If you want to break it cleanly and thoroughly, you have to be ruthless enough.

"So you hate me so much." Chen Jiaheng looked at Ye Ning a little helpless.

"It's not hate, it's begging, please let me go." Ye Ning said, "Jiaheng, I've had a good life over the years, although I and Ling Feng are just ordinary friends, but you should be able to see that if it's really an ordinary friend, will we be like this?" ”

Although he was mentally prepared, Chen Jiaheng's heart was still pinched hard when he heard her say this.

"I thought I still had a chance." Chen Jiaheng still spoke his heart.

"If it had been six years ago, maybe I would have gone back, but now, it's too late."