Chen Aiqing, who left the convenience store, took a taxi to the door of a private restaurant.

Just as she pushed the door in, a man with clear eyebrows walked out of it holding a mobile phone.

"Didn't you say that you only arrived the day after tomorrow, why did you come back today?"

"That's it? Heh, you underestimate me too much, you can do it without you. ”

"Yes, but I think the next stage of the response is ......"

A figure flashed in front of him, and the man stopped before he finished speaking.

He stopped and looked back.

For a moment, as if he had discovered something interesting, he raised the corners of his lips and smiled evilly: "Rongrong, guess who I saw?" ”

Rong Yi raised his eyes casually, and said a very light "um", obviously not interested in that "who".

After the atmosphere was silent for more than ten seconds, Ding Zhiyang took the initiative to reveal the answer: "Your parent's leg sister, I just met her at the door of the hotel." ”

Rong Yi, who was still "um" just now, as if he hadn't heard Ding Zhiyang speak at this time, saw that the intersection ahead was a red light, he let go of the accelerator and stepped on the brake.

Ding Zhiyang: "No, no, it's not your parent's leg sister, it's your parent's leg sister in the past, and now...... I don't know whose house it is! ”

The atmosphere was silent for a few more moments.

When the traffic light changed from red to green, Rong Yi chuckled: "If you want to be a sister, I can grant you a two-month vacation to go to Thailand." ”

"Two months, not only the operation period, but also the recovery period is enough."

Ding Zhiyang: ......

At the same time, hearing the voice of a woman talking behind him, Ding Zhiyang turned his head again.

Chen Aiqing was talking to the waiter in the private restaurant, and her beautiful face fell into view.

After watching it for a while, Ding Zhiyang sighed twice in admiration, and then asked curiously: "Hey, Rongrong, I can't figure it out, my long-legged sister is so beautiful, how did you give up ...... in the first place?"

Before he could finish his words, there was only the "beep" sound of a busy sound in his ears.

Ding Zhiyang twisted his eyebrows and whispered into the earpiece: "Don't want her ......"

……

Although the rain has stopped, the road conditions are still congested during rush hour.

When he encountered a red light again, he stepped on the brakes and stopped.

After staring at the vehicle in front of him for a moment, he turned his head and cast his gaze out the window.

Maybe it was because he felt a little stuffy in the closed compartment, so he lowered the window.

A gust of wind blew into the car, ruffling the broken hair from his forehead.

It's a little chilly.

He wore a simple white shirt, and when his arms were raised, the neckline slanted slightly, revealing a red rope around his neck.

Underneath the red string hangs an old gold ring.

At this time, the mobile phone that was casually thrown into the passenger seat rang.

Rong Yi glanced at it, saw the three words "Ding Zhiyang" dancing on the screen, did not hesitate, picked up the mobile phone and pressed it to refuse.

Just when he was about to put it down, he clicked on the recent call page as if he remembered something, and threw Ding Zhiyang's number into the blacklist.

Scold......

Willing?

Allow the corners of the lips to be lightly hooked.

Outside the car window, pedestrians come and go, vehicles come and go, and as the sky gradually darkens, the street lights on one after another.

It shines like a star on the horizon.

Looking at the street lamp closest to him, his expression faded little by little.