Chapter Seventy-Two: Could It Be Thinking of Me?
Ji Qingsang stopped, her heart beat messily in an instant, I don't know why, every time she saw Ji Hesheng, she always couldn't calm down.
Ji Hesheng got up and walked to her side.
"Did you come to Liang Chennan just to talk about Luo Rou?"
"Yes."
She didn't expect to meet Ji Hesheng. So, she didn't have anything to say to him at all.
"Sangsang, we haven't eaten together for a long time, why don't you go to the Western restaurant you love for dinner tonight!" Ji Hesheng opened his mouth, and his pale lips outlined his usual smile, shallow.
"I'm sorry, I made an appointment tonight." Ji Qingsang refused, and the hand holding the clothes was squeezed tighter.
"Is it Qiao Yanxi?" This sentence is clearly not a doubt, but an affirmation.
"Yes." Ji Qingsang didn't know why he said that, but she didn't deny it. I had an idea in my heart, maybe it would be better for him to misunderstand him like this.
Because they were standing side by side, Ji Hesheng didn't see a trace of struggle in Ji Qingsang's eyes.
Ji Hesheng lowered his eyes, and his eyebrows restrained his dark anger, he was really afraid that he couldn't help but pinch her neck and ask her if she had ever taken him to heart for a moment.
Could it be that she would be happy to break his heart like this?
The mockery came to his heart, and a chill penetrated his bone marrow through the blood, spreading with a piercing pain.
Her eyebrows seemed to be wrinkled even tighter, and the girl with a sense of alienation in front of her was still standing there quietly.
She didn't move, the distance between them was only ten centimeters, but he gave birth to an unbridgeable chasm.
It's almost like this.
After not waiting for Ji Hesheng's next words for a long time, Ji Qingsang took the initiative to say, "If Mr. Ji has nothing else to do, I will leave first." ”
After speaking, no longer waiting for his reaction, Ji Qingsang walked straight out.
The moment the door was closed, it was as if they were cut off from each other.
Ji Hesheng lifted his eyes lightly, and sarcasm covered his entire handsome face. Even such a personable and noble son was suddenly jumped out of the haze to show a hideousness.
He turned around and walked to the desk, propped his hands on the desk, his drooping eyes lit up in darkness, "Sangsang, you never seem to care about my feelings. ”
The soft voice blended into the air, pulling out a kind of coldness and hardness, and the curvature of the lip flap also implied mockery.
After Ji Qingsang left the building, he stopped.
She turned to look at the glass edifice with a hint of sadness in her eyes.
The simple and gentle girl frowned, her delicate chin was slightly raised, and her eyes were deep and long.
Far away on the sixty-eight-story building, there are people she once cared about.
A faint smile tugged at the corner of her lips, and she finally withdrew her gaze and left with a satisfied smile.
When Liang Chennan arrived at Luo Rou's house, Luo Rou was lying on the sofa.
I don't know why, since Ji Qingsang left, her tears have not stopped. She wanted to persuade herself not to cry, but she thought that it would be better to cry enough once, and not to be sad next time.
Until a tall figure appeared above, she cried more diligently.
Liang Chennan looked at her condescendingly, giving her a feeling of being in a different world.
She didn't ask him why he came, she just wept silently.
"Ji Qingsang said you were injured, I'll come and see you." Liang Chennan spoke, his voice a little unsteady.
He originally thought that Luo Rou might drive him away with a broom as soon as he came over, or scold him not to show up, but he tried to think about 10,000 possibilities, but he didn't expect her to lie quietly on the sofa and cry.
Even if they saw him, they were indifferent, which really didn't look like her.
Liang Chennan squatted down and looked at her. He stretched out his hand to wipe her tears, and asked helplessly, "Why are you crying?" ”
Unexpectedly, the more he wiped, the more tears he wiped, like pearls with broken threads, falling one by one.
"Rou'er, what's wrong with you?" Liang Chennan asked, his eyes very worried.
"Liang Chennan......" Luo Rou blinked, the corners of her eyes were a little sour, "Do you love me?" ”
Her voice was hoarse, probably because she had been crying for too long, and even if she was silent, her voice was still changed under the influence of the tear ducts.
Because people's five senses are interconnected, it is probably the truth of "pulling a hair and moving the whole body"! She thought.
Liang Chennan's hand moved to her hair and stroked it gently, "In the past seven years, I haven't loved you or not, haven't you felt it yet?" ”
Liang Chennan's tone was rarely heavy.
Luo Rou sat up and wiped her tears indiscriminately, Liang Chennan immediately saw her wrapped hand like a dumpling, her eyes were deep, "What's wrong with your hand?" ”
"Some people say they saw you with another woman." Luo Rou just looked at him fixedly, and didn't answer his question.
"Rou'er, where did your hand hurt?" Liang Chennan took her hand, because he was wrapped in gauze, he didn't know what kind of injury he was in.
"So, you really have a new love, don't you?"
Luo Rou still didn't answer the question, which successfully made Liang Chennan riot.
He squeezed her wrist, his voice glowing with coldness, "I'm asking you, what's wrong with your hand?" ”
"Liang Chennan." Luo Rou said in a low voice, "You didn't answer my question either. ”
Looking at her lifeless appearance, Liang Chennan was silent for a while, and finally chose to compromise, "Rou'er, except for you and I are not with other women, I don't know who told you that when you saw me with another woman, you either had other intentions or saw the wrong person." ”
He paused and continued, "If you don't believe it, I can't help it, but I, Liang Chennan, swear that I only love Rou'er and you in this life, and I will never change my heart." ”
"Really? Didn't lie to me. Luo Rou looked at the man half-kneeling on the carpet and frowned.
"Yes." Liang Chennan nodded, "So can you tell me what's wrong with your hand now?" ”
"Scalded by boiling water." Luo Rou replied, still staring at Liang Chennan tightly.
"Why was you so careless?" Liang Chennan put her hand in his palm and complained slightly.
When he raised his head again, he happened to meet Luo Rou's eyes looking at him, which seemed to be mixed with many unknown emotions, the most common one was probably called love.
He hugged Luo Rou and whispered in her ear, "Rou'er, will you marry me?" ”
This wasn't his first time proposing, but it was the least prepared.
Luo Rou's body froze suddenly, she didn't push Liang Chennan away, but hugged him even tighter.
"Liang Chennan, you can't go back on what you say." She was a little tired and didn't want to go on like this. In the past seven years, she has followed Liang Chennan's side, but she is not sure whether he really loves her.
In the face of his confession and marriage proposal, she had repeatedly flinched, but now, she knew that she could no longer pretend to refuse as if nothing happened.
Because when Yi Wei said that Liang Chennan had other women, she couldn't stop feeling uncomfortable in her heart, and then there was overwhelming sadness.
She knew that one of her hearts had fallen, and she began to aspire to be Liang Chennan's woman, not those casual flowers, willows and greens, but the justifiable Mrs. Liang.
"When have I ever regretted it?" Liang Chennan asked, sniffing the fragrance on her body, and her raised brows were full of happiness.
"But there is no ring." Luo Rou withdrew from his arms and said pretending to be embarrassed.
At this moment, she seems to have returned to her former appearance.
Liang Chennan took out the ring from his pocket, and the huge diamond of the six-pointed star was set in the ring, exuding divine brilliance.
Luo Rou covered her mouth in disbelief, "Liang Chennan, you ......"
"I've asked you so many times to get married, and you always refuse, and I think that one day maybe you will suddenly say that we are married, then I will be prepared."
"You know the poor mouth." Luo Rou said coquettishly, no longer sad as before.
"I'll bring it for you!" Liang Chennan took the ring and pulled Luo Rou's left hand again.
"How do you bring this?" Luo Rou pursed her lips and said unhappily, where is there a vacant space for the gauze-covered hand in front of her!
"Who made you hurt so well?"
"It's not because of you." Luo Rou said angrily.
"What's my business?" Liang Chennan was puzzled.
Luo Rou turned around and ignored him anymore, but Liang Chennan seemed to have suddenly guessed, "Could it be that I think of it?" ”
"Not ......"
Outside the door, Ji Qingsang watched them regain their sweet appearance and slowly smiled.
After she came out of the JL Building, she was afraid that Luo Rou would make trouble with Liang Chennan again, so she went back here, but she didn't expect to see this scene.
She also seemed to be infected by their happiness, and her eyebrows and smiles were bent.
It can be seen that Luo Rou and Liang Chennan are reconciled, and she really feels very happy. The fuse of the two of them falling out was her, so she has always felt guilty and solved this important matter, so that she can leave with peace of mind in the future.
Ji Qingsang looked at their frolicking appearance again, and suddenly remembered the story that Sheng Boxi told her before.
Both are stories about love, one is a choice to fulfill and the other is to dominate, but both have achieved the best appearance of love.
Ji Qingsang feels that he seems to understand love a little, there are many unrequited loves in this world, and it is a rare thing for each other to like each other, so people must learn to cherish it.
She gently closed the door and let their happiness fill the whole house, which was theirs at the moment.
Before going home, Ji Qingsang went to the coffee shop again, but Yi Wei hadn't closed the door yet.
She walked in and looked at Yi Wei who was looking outside and asked, "Xiao Wei, are you waiting for someone?" ”
Seeing Ji Qingsang who suddenly walked in, Yi Wei was a little nervous, "Ah, I'm waiting for you and Sister Luo Rou." ”
"Didn't I call you and tell you to close the door and not wait for us?" Ji Qingsang said suspiciously, she remembered that she had obviously called.
"It seems like yes, look at my memory, I forgot." Yi Wei looked away unnaturally, grabbed his head and frowned secretly.
Of course, she knew that Ji Qingsang and the others would not come back, but she was just waiting for someone else.