What are you talking about? Luo Rou walked out and interrupted their conversation.

"Nothing." Ji Qingsang replied, glanced at Liang Chennan again, and then turned her gaze back to Luo Rou, she said with a smile, "Sister Luo Rou, I still have something to do, so let's go first." ”

"yes, okay."

Liang Chennan took Luo Rou to dinner, during which Luo Rou's performance was always gentle and indifferent, and she didn't talk much.

After sending her back to the coffee shop, Liang Chennan shouted at her back, "Rou'er......"

"What's the matter?" Luo Rou turned her head, her eyes clutching some kind of restrained emotion.

Liang Chennan walked to her side and looked down at her face, "Did you hear the conversation between me and Ji Qingsang." ”

Luo Rou nodded, and couldn't help pinching the corners of her clothes.

Liang Chennan stretched out his hand and held it on her shoulders, and said earnestly, "Rou'er, it's not that I don't want to marry you. ”

Luo Rou raised her eyes, and her dark pupils were full of his reflections.

He said that he was not unwilling to marry her, so why did he hesitate when Ji Qingsang mentioned it?

Luo Rou felt that she didn't care about Mrs. Liang's reputation, but a man who kept saying that he loved him but was unwilling to marry him, what did this mean?

"Liang Chennan, do you think I'm a cripple and unworthy of being Mrs. Liang?" Luo Rou asked coldly and quietly, but her heart tingled.

"Rou'er, I've never thought of it that way." Liang Chennan explained, his face a little nervous.

Luo Rou closed her eyes and smiled faintly, "I know what I am like, if I stand with you, I'm afraid others will ......"

Without waiting for her words to finish, Liang Chennan vigorously pressed her into his arms, his voice hoarse, "I never thought about it that way, I'm just afraid that I don't deserve you." ”

"Rou'er, will you listen to me?" Liang Chennan pursed his lips, the tiredness from the depths of his body gradually buried him, he opened his thin lips lightly, and said expectantly, "Because I ...... Not a, normal man. ”

"What?" Luo Rou was surprised, and she didn't come back to her senses after thinking for a long time.

Liang Chennan hugged her tighter and said slowly, "Do you remember what Yi Wei said in the villa at the beginning?" ”

Yi Wei said that Liang Chennan hadn't touched her for five years, and he didn't have the slightest reaction to her, could it be because of Liang Chennan......

Luo Rou nodded, and remembered that he couldn't see it, so she replied in a low voice, "I remember." ”

"Rou'er, I don't want you to be widowed."

"So you don't touch Yi Wei because you...... Isn't it possible? Luo Rou felt her heart clench, she couldn't speak, and on the other hand, she wanted to know the truth of the matter.

"It's not." Liang Chennan replied, pulling her a little farther away.

He looked at her with tenderness in his eyes and said softly, "Whether I can do it or not, I don't want to touch her and I won't touch her." I've done that thing five years ago and missed it, so I'm not going to do it again. ”

Liang Chennan...... You ......"

"Rou'er, I won't touch other women except you, but now I can't even touch you, so you give me some time." Liang Chennan felt that he didn't want Luo Rou to be wronged, so he refused to talk about marrying her.

Luo Rou suddenly stretched out her arm to wrap around Liang Chennan's neck, and then sent her lips to kiss him.

Unexpectedly Luo Rou's movements, Liang Chennan was slightly stunned, and he didn't react until she removed her lips.

"Rouer ......"

"Liang Chennan, let's get married! I don't care what you say, just as you don't care that I'm a cripple. Luo Rou looked at him and smiled, the light in her eyes was very gentle.

"Okay, let's get married."

At seven o'clock in the evening, the ink of the canopy became thicker and thicker.

The man leaned lightly on the wooden chair, and his face was perfectly conlined.

The light was dim, as if crushing the little starlight in his eyes, and the picture of him raising his lips and chuckling was also so beautiful that people couldn't bear to disturb it.

For a moment, the surrounding scenes fell silent, Ji Qingsang felt the sound of her heart beating faster, she hurriedly walked to the opposite him and sat down, and at the same time withdrew her gaze.

I am afraid that I will sink and never recover.

"Sangsang, you're here." Sensing the person opposite, Ji Hesheng turned his head to look at her, "What do you want to eat?" ”

"I've eaten it." Ji Qingsang replied coldly.

"I haven't eaten yet." In the breeze, his distinct outlines are clear and distinct, and every word has a taste of grievance.

Ji Qingsang paused and raised his eyes to look at him, "Then you eat first." ”

"You can't eat alone." Ji Hesheng said again, looking at her with deep eyes.

"You ......"

Ji Qingsang didn't dare to be too presumptuous, so he had to frown and say, "Then I'll eat with you." ”

"Okay." He laughed, as if thousands of flowers were blooming, brilliant and warm.

After ordering the order, Ji Hesheng's eyes looked at her like this, and he didn't speak.

There was a long silence between the two sides, until a waiter came to serve the food, Ji Qingsang said slowly, "Ji Hesheng, I came to you to ask you ......"

"Eat first, I don't want to ruin the fun." Ji Hesheng interrupted her, lifted the chopsticks and took a bite into Ji Qingsang's bowl, "What you like to eat." ”

Ji Qingsang looked at the noble and indifferent face, and finally chose to be silent.

The meal was eaten slowly, and the moon climbed a little higher.

Ji Hesheng shook the red wine in the glass, and asked lightly, "What do you want to say when you came to me?" ”

Ji Qingsang glanced at him, his long fluttering hair arcing in the air.

"There is a problem with the development of the Cloud City base, is it because of you?" Flapping her eyelashes slightly, the light shining on half of her face looked warm and cold.

Ji Hesheng's drinking action stopped, and his lips smiled evilly, "Sangsang, what do you think?" ”

"If it's really you who moved, then aren't you a little too mean." The chopsticks fell on the table, and Ji Qingsang's voice was a little colder.

The ink-colored eyes are like falling into the deep sea, and the depth is so deep that people can't see clearly. He stared at the woman in front of him, and the pain in his heart spread inch by inch.

"Despicable? To describe me in that word, did you know me on the first day? There was a bit of silence in his voice, like this night.

The breeze somehow became manic, just like the look on his face.

Ji Qingsang bit her lip and clenched her pretty fingers tightly.

"What do you want?"

"You don't know what I'm going to do?" Ji Hesheng asked rhetorically, and the wine glass was put down, leaving only a touch of scarlet in the glass.

The handsome and gloomy Ji Hesheng had a long smile without a trace of warmth.

"This is a matter between us, don't involve Gu Sheng'an." Ji Qingsang said again.

His eyes rolled, Ji Hesheng laughed thinly, and his words were sharp, "You pulled him to the battlefield first, didn't you?" ”

"Ji Hesheng." A shrill cry rang out, "Don't push me. ”

"I forced you, so what?" His eyes cooled, but Ji Hesheng was silent but secretly wrinkled his eyebrows.

"Then I don't know what I can do." Ji Qingsang's staggered face suddenly stretched out, and was replaced by a bright smile.

She supported her chin with her hand and tilted her head to look at him, "Ji Hesheng, you shouldn't want to see me hurt myself!" ”

"Sangsang, do you think I don't have a heart, so I can let you trample on it?" It was a long time before a mocking word slowly dispersed through the air.

The shallow to traceless mockery, coupled with the calm and unpredictable eyes, he was still so elusive, more calm and unapproachable.

I just don't know if he was talking about her or mocking himself with those words.

No heart? How could he not have it?

Ji Hesheng thought lightly.

At first, when he received her call, he had already guessed that it was for Gu Sheng'an, he asked her to accompany him to dinner, but he refused to listen to her more, and just wanted to spend more time with her quietly.

But her perception of him is so bad, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is full of evil and sinful!

The moon on the sea is the moon in the sky, and the person in front of her is still her sweetheart, but she is obviously different.

Looking at the face of the woman in front of her, the beating heart in the chest gradually fell silent, and then a desolate weed grew, and all withered in an instant.

She was still bright-eyed and bright, but she was far from the man he knew.

The sound is especially good, and the smile is gone.

Five years ago, she would call him brother softly, or softly by his name.

Five years later, she erected a thorn all over her body, for nothing else, but only to stab him.

Thankfully, she was very successful, she was the only one in the world who could hurt him like this.

Ji Qingsang was speechless, not knowing how to answer him.

However, Ji Hesheng opened his mouth shallowly, "If you want to help Gu Shengan, you can also promise me a condition." ”

"What?"

Ji Qingsang guessed that Ji Hesheng might make excessive demands and let her move to the Mid-Levels Villa, leave Gu Sheng'an, or stay by his side forever.

However, none of them were.

The bass that spread out from the man's thin lips dyed the night, and he fell into a deep dream, as if he were in a different world.

"Accompany me to Xihe City Street to see the night view." He said, the afterglow of his voice lingering in the night.

The deep timbre sounds so good in a quiet open-air restaurant.

Or maybe it's nice to her heart.

Ji Qingsang looked at him in a daze, he never thought that he would make this request anyway.

"How?" He asked, his misty eyes staring at her for a moment.

"Okay." replied with a word, but couldn't resist the sound of the heart beating desperately.

Ji Hesheng stood up and walked towards her, then stretched out his hand, and his tone was unhurried, "Give me my hand." ”

She hesitated for half a minute, and Ji Hesheng didn't withdraw his hand, just waited for her response.

The eyebrows and eyes did not move, and the molecules in the air seemed to stagnate, waiting for this moment.

Ji Qingsang slowly raised his hand, and then put it in his palm.

After clenching it, a touch of warmth is derived from it, like the winter sun, shining on the limbs and bones.