Breakfast was delivered to everyone's room. Zhang Haifei never came out before lunch, and the living room was always a little lonely and depressed.

After eating breakfast and drinking kung fu tea for a while, Du Wancheng became a little irritable, he had nothing to do, and he didn't know what to do. It's a beautiful day in November, and it's the most beautiful season in the Pearl River Delta.

He asked the assistant to ask Huang Siyao if he wanted him to help. Because he was going to Hong Kong. The assistant came back and said that Huang Siyao invited him to sit in her room.

Huang Siyao's bedroom is on the third floor, the highest floor of this bungalow. Zhang Haifei's bedroom, needless to say, is downstairs.

Du Wancheng felt very honored, he was invited to Huang Siyao's third-floor living room. He rarely paid attention to the things around him, but in Huang Siyao's small guest room, he vaguely glanced at those beautiful French impressionist works, of course, copied.

"This house is so lovely." He smiled as he spoke, revealing his neat white teeth, "Living in such a tall building, you are such a girl who will enjoy it." Fabulous. ”

"Thank you. Usually fine, like to tinker with some art. Huang Siyao said modestly.

Her house is the only chic and art-filled house in this bungalow. Perhaps in the whole of Dachong Village, her layout here can be regarded as chic. Ms. Zhang almost never came up to see her living room, and she rarely invited anyone to come up.

Now, Huang Siyao and Du Wancheng are sitting opposite each other and chatting, chatting without a word.

She made him a hot cup of coffee. She asked him about himself and his parents, his siblings. Du Wancheng spoke frankly and endlessly about his own business. He unabashedly and honestly revealed his painful, depressed feelings.

"But why are you still so lonely?" Huang Siyao was a little puzzled.

His round, piercing eyes looked at her again.

"Some people are born lonely." Du Wancheng replied with a frown.

Then he said, in a sharp, rhetorical tone, "But what about yourself?" Aren't you alone? ”

Huang Siyao was a little surprised, pondered for a while, smiled and replied, "Maybe a little, but it's not completely lonely, just like you." ”

"Am I completely alone?" He asked, smiling wryly. His eyes were a mixture of melancholy, pain, disillusionment, and fear.

Huang Siyao saw his aura and sighed: "You are indeed lonely in your heart, aren't you?" ”

She couldn't stand his eyes, she was actually a little fascinated.

"Yes, that's right." As he spoke, he turned his head and looked to the ground beside him, silent.

He looked up at her again, like a baby crying in the middle of the night, and the depths of her body were touched.

"Thank you for your concern, you are a good woman." Du Wancheng said.

"It seems like you need to care too." He smiled wryly.

"Shall I shake your hand?" He asked suddenly. There seemed to be a hypnotic power in his eyes. His pleading, which was so simple that it couldn't have been simpler, actually moved her whole body to tremble.

Huang Siyao looked at Du Wancheng in a daze, and did not respond, neither agreed nor objected.

He walked over and knelt beside her, his hands resting lightly on her legs, his face unconsciously lying between her legs, and he did not move for a while, like a child who had done something wrong, or like a wronged child who had put his face on his mother's lap.

Perhaps, he needs love too much, he needs comfort too much. And doesn't Huang Siyao need it?

Huang Siyao has been completely touched by him, she gently, pityingly, gently rubbing his neck and back, her body has actually been a little uncomfortable by him, but she doesn't care at all.

After a moment, he looked up at her with those glittering, pleading, and even slightly damp eyes. She couldn't help herself! It's completely out of control! Huang Siyao wants to respond to him everything, wants to give him everything!

At this time, it is completely impossible to distinguish between maternal love and love, pity and love, desire and love, everything is indistinguishable.

Du Wancheng is actually a strange and delicate man, very delicate to women, he needs love.

As for Huang Siyao, she doesn't care about anything else except that she knows that she is willing to commit to him.

After a while, he became quiet, very quiet, silent. She caressed his head against her chest with pity.

When Du Wancheng stood up, he stroked her hand again, no, he stroked her hand for a while. He walked to the other side of the house and stood with his back to him.

The two of them were silent for a long time. Then he turned to her, and she was still sitting there, without any movement or expression.

"Maybe you're going to hate me." Du Wancheng said gently and helplessly.

She immediately looked at him: "Why should I hate you?" ”

"That's the case with most women." He said, then corrected it by saying, "At least that's what others say." ”

"Even if I want to hate you, I don't hate you at this moment." Huang Siyao said.

"I know, I know! You are such a good woman, thank you. He was suddenly moved.

She wondered why he was so moved. "Won't you sit for a while?" She said.

Du Wancheng said: "Zhang Haifei will mind......"

She pondered for a moment, then said; "Maybe!" Then she looked up at him, "I don't want Haifei to know, or even let him suspect, it's too cruel and painful for him." But I don't think there's anything wrong with that, don't you? ”

"Wrong? What's wrong? , I'm just flattered, what's wrong with that? Du Wancheng said.

He turned away, and she saw that his eyes were almost moist.

"But we really don't have to let Haifei know, okay?" "That would be very painful for him," she pleaded. If he never knows, never suspects, then everyone is good. ”

He said to her, "I want to shake your hand again." I want to go to Hong Kong and have lunch there, and if you like, I'll come back here in the evening for tea, can I do something for you? You won't hate me, will you? His tone was timid and unwilling.

"No, I don't hate you." She said, "I think you're cute more and more." ”

"Ahh He excitedly said to her, "Cute? That's not a good adjective for a man. But listening to you say that, I feel more about the word than hearing you say that you love and like me. See you in the evening. ”

~~~~~

At lunch, Zhang Haifei said: "I really can't get used to this Du Wancheng. ”

"Why?" Huang Siyao asked.

"He's a guy who is a big guy, he's pompous. His politeness is all arrogance. ”

Huang Siyao was silent, this may be true.

But now, Du Wancheng's pompousness, his recklessness, has something that confuses her, and she understands him a little.

Du Wancheng is already soaring, while Zhang Haifei is just crawling forward. Du Wancheng has conquered the world in his own way, which Zhang Haifei can't ask for.

Speaking of methods and means, could it be that Du Wancheng's methods and means are inferior to Zhang Haifei's? Could it be that Zhang Haifei's fame and reputation are more clever than that poor and helpless person?

The goddess of success is followed by thousands of pugs. The one who got her first was the king of dogs! So Du Wancheng can hold his dog's tail high.