"Wen Han? Wen Han? ”

Cai Mengyu called a few times, Qiao Wenhan didn't respond, and looked out the window in a daze.

took Cai Mengyu back to Qiao's mansion, Qiao Wenhan arranged another room, and An Xiaoxi's original room was left as it was, and someone was arranged to clean it as usual every day.

The Qiao family is rumoring that An Xiaoxi dumped Qiao Wenhan.

Qiao Wenhan did not prohibit everyone from talking about it, and let the people below talk nonsense.

It's just that Cai Mengyu minds very much.

She shows the posture of the hostess of the Qiao family everywhere.

I want to erase the mark of An Xiaoxi's existence.

"Wen Han!"

Cai Mengyu raised her voice before Qiao Wenhan woke up.

"What's the fuss, broad daylight."

Cai Mengyu was a little unhappy, since she came back from the United States, Qiao Wenhan seemed to be a different person, listless, as if she was deliberately alienating her.

They also haven't been together for a long time.

Old Man Qiao received the news and put a lot of pressure on Qiao Wenhan.

ruined the family affair with An Xiaoxi, and was with the surname Cai again, Old Man Qiao was so angry that he had a coronary heart attack.

to his grandfather, with the name of his descendants on his back; Yu An Xiaoxi, burdened with the sin of injustice.

Qiao Wenhan has lost a lot of weight in the past two months.

The cook of Qiao's Mansion whispered that this Miss Cai was the reincarnation of a fox spirit and sucked away Young Master Qiao's yang energy.

At work, multiple projects are in parallel, and although the manager under him is very capable, Qiao Wenhan has to come up with the idea.

Coupled with insomnia, I came and went, and I got a lot older.

"Wen Han, let's go to Japan on the weekend, go shopping and relax."

Cai Mengyu's delicate voice caused the maids to look sideways. Qiao Wenhan didn't care, now he only had Cai Mengyu. This is his only spiritual support.

"I'll do whatever you like."

Qiao Wenhan touched Cai Mengyu's face, this delicate face is not as vivid as An Xiaoxi's fleshy face.

I haven't seen you for five years, and probably time will really dilute a lot of things.

Qiao Wenhan was very scared, he had insomnia until five or six o'clock every night.

Been trying to figure out two things:

First, does he really love Cai Mengyu so much.

Second, whether he can really let go of An Xiaoxi.

For more than two months, he didn't get a definite answer. This kind of love, swaying back and forth, tormenting himself.

When he doesn't go to the company, Qiao Wenhan likes to lock himself in the study, and only Cai Mengyu occasionally goes over to accompany him.

After the meeting on Friday, he came back early.

In the study, do nothing, subconsciously find a few books.

The Cherry Orchard

Love in the Time of Cholera

Night Ship

These are all books that An Xiaoxi used to read when he was working overtime in the study with him, and I don't know how, he always finds these books, and he doesn't read them, so he puts them like this.

Suddenly! The light flickered, and the study darkened.

There was a noisy noise outside the house, and it turned out to be a tripping power outage.

The electrician immediately overhauled it, and Qiao Wenhan had to stand in front of the window.

On the bottom of the bookshelf by the window, find the photo album of Cai Mengyu he took back then.

He felt that Cai Mengyu in his memories was more cute, and after the real person came to him, it alleviated the urgency of his thoughts.

People, it's weird. It's better to miss each other than to see each other, and it's staged every day.

In the photo album, there is a long hair, up and down the Qiao Mansion, this length of hair, An Xiaoxi has it.

"Ahh It turned out ......"

Qiao Wenhan said to himself, An Xiaoxi had already read this photo book, so she was so sad when she left.

Being a substitute for someone is a critical blow to everyone who gives their true affection.

Qiao Wenhan carefully pinched An Xiaoxi's hair.

Hidden in "The Cherry Orchard".

Last winter, he and Ann Xiaoxi were in the conservatory in the garden, discussing the tragic style of Shakespeare and Chekhov.

At that time, he was very relaxed and very lively.

Su Chenfeng scolded him for being a beast, he admitted.

When Cai Mengyu was away, he went crazy looking for a replacement to fill the vacancy of his thoughts.

But now that Cai Mengyu is back, the empty space in his heart that belongs to An Xiaoxi has no one to fill it.

"Scum!"

Qiao Wenhan also scolded himself, his pride was being crushed by his thoughts, and he missed An Xiaoxi.

But now, the first love has returned, and he Meimei, what qualifications does he have to worry about other women.

"Wen Han! If the light is blind, don't read the book, waste your eyes! ”

Cai Mengyu pulled Qiao Wenhan out, went out to eat at night, and if the circuit hadn't been repaired, he would simply spend the night outside.

"Wen Han, what's wrong with you lately, you're so cold."

Cai Mengyu teasingly stroked Qiao Wenhan's neck, and Qiao Wenhan only felt tired.

When I was in my early twenties, I used to think about the wind and snow every day, but now that I am approaching my thirties, I have a desire to live a stable life, and my desire for a girlfriend has also decreased.

"I'm just tired, you go to sleep first, I'll read a book for a while."

Cai Mengyu is an interesting woman, her heart to have Qiao Wenhan has not weakened, but she came back this time and found that Qiao Wenhan has changed, not the high-spirited and proud noble son in the past.

It's like a poor worm who has lost a battle.

In the hotel, as usual, Qiao Wenhan turned on the news channel, muted, and sat alone in a daze.

At half past one in the morning, the woman on the bed was sleeping soundly, Qiao Wenhan was very tired, but he had no sleep.

Wrap yourself in your dressing gown and pace back and forth in the hallway.

Under the eyes of the sword eyebrows, a black and blue circle floated. Long-term sleep disturbances have made this handsome face tired and dull.

The aroma came from nowhere, locking his attention to what seemed to be a room not far away.

Like a well-trained hound, Qiao Wenhan searched for scents.

Finally found the source of the aroma, a half-open room, a group of college students are gathering for supper.

This fragrance is too familiar and intimate, Qiao Wenhan smelled it, and he actually felt like crying.

After knocking softly on the door, Qiao Wenhan was invited to eat together.

They were college students who had come to participate in the debate tournament, and because the discussion was too late, dinner was delayed until the early hours of the morning. Even though the food was already cold, the young people still ate with relish.

"Brother, do you want to have some fried rice, this is very delicious, we have been eating it for three days."

A fat boy was busy distributing some fried rice to Qiao Wenhan in a plastic bowl, and also added some ham and vegetables.

Qiao Wenhan smelled this smell, and his eyes turned red when he took a sip.

How could the emperor's tongue Qiao Wenhan not taste it.

This fried rice is 100% from An Xiaoxi's hands, and more than once, An Xiaoxi practiced the heat through fried rice. During that time, Qiao Wenhan ate fried rice until he wanted to scold.

Now that I eat again, things are wrong and people are wrong, and I have mixed feelings.

"Do you have a delivery phone number for this store?"

The little fat man pointed to the contact information printed on the bag.

Ann Restaurant.

There is no doubt that it must be An Xiaoxi.

After Qiao Wenhan returned to China, he did not go to An Xiaoxi, nor did he send anyone to check his whereabouts.

Now that he has Cai Mengyu, he shouldn't be greedy to find An Xiaoxi.

Thinking of Su Chenfeng's words, he was not qualified.

However, the brain can analyze all this rationally, but the stomach cannot.

When I first met An Xiaoxi, the plate of fried rice she made was very similar to the fried rice made by her mother when she was a child. Simple and delicious, although not so amazing, carefully savored, there is a taste of love.

Qiao Wenhan wrote down An Xiaoguan's number.

When I returned to my hotel room, I couldn't help but search for information about this store.

The reviews on the review site have received rave reviews, and despite the fact that the location is not good and the store is small, it still attracts a large number of foodies to explore the treasure.

A photo of a diner and the boss suddenly appeared.

Frightened, Qiao Wenhan was caught off guard, he was not ready to look at An Xiaoxi.

In the photo, she was smiling so happily, he had never seen it before.

She succeeded and fulfilled her dream.

The dream of opening a store, and the dream of ending a contract lover.

Qiao Wenhan realized more truly at this moment that An Xiaoxi was different from those contract lovers in the past. I am not willing to be a delicate caged canary, and would rather be a free sparrow.

"My dear...... Where have you been? ”

Cai Mengyu, who was half-asleep and half-awake, called Qiao Wenhan's name.

"I'm here, baby."

Looking at Cai Mengyu, the thoughts about An Xiaoxi just now were instantly slapped in the face, isn't this a mental derailment?

hugged Cai Mengyu and coaxed her to sleep. Qiao Wenhan leaned on the head of the bed and refreshed the page information of An Xiaoguan over and over again.

I didn't go to sleep until dawn.

……

"Where are you going this time?"

An Xiaoxi cut the fruit and put it in a sealed box and stuffed it into Su Chenfeng's luggage.

"Going to Beijing, the high-speed rail is very fast, and I am fed up with airplanes, and it is really difficult to not be able to recharge. Did you bring kiwifruit? I want to eat that. ”

An Xiaoxi looked helpless, and took out the packed fruit box again.

"Big star, look at this territory full of kiwifruit, any more of it will become a kiwi fruit special."

Su Chenfeng covered his mouth and smiled, his slender fingers covered his red lips, and his movements were not ordinary Su.

"Ok, thank you for the kiwi platter concert."

Outside the door, Su Chenfeng's agent and driver drove to pick them up and honked their horns.

Su Chenfeng waved his hand and thanked An Xiaoxi for the fruit gift bag.

Open your arms, don't say a word, and wait for a farewell hug.

An Xiaoxi was still wearing gloves, so she had to lean on lightly and didn't hug his waist.

"See you next month!"

"Okay, idea rest!"

The car started, and it was not until An Xiaoxi could not be seen in the rearview mirror that Su Chenfeng turned back.

An Xiaoxi also watched Su Chenfeng until he turned the corner of the street.

The secret coffee shop is temporarily closed.

When An Xiaoxi was alone, she wouldn't run here, she wouldn't drive, it was really too far.

She likes to stay at home, research recipes, and make menus.

At this time, a rapid mobile phone ringtone, it was from the store.

"Boss! Come back soon! There was a customer who asked you to cook, and he didn't leave, and he was frozen here, and we couldn't do business. ”

When An Xiaoxi heard that there was such an uninvited guest, he immediately took a taxi and rushed back to the store.

"Who?"

As soon as he stepped into the store, the sixth sense of the previous uneasiness was very effective, Qiao Wenhan was dressed in a suit and straight, just like the royal family who was going to participate in the banquet, sitting upright.

Taking a deep breath, An Xiaoxi greeted him.

"What would you like to eat, guest?"

There is no trace of emotion in the words, just like treating ordinary guests, be polite, that's all.

"I want a happy fried rice."

Qiao Wenhan raised his eyes, with dark circles under his eyes and red eyes.