Time passed minute by minute, Wen Xin sat alone in the living room of the room, the mobile phone was placed on the square table, and the black screen never lit up.

After a while, she turned her head and stared unnaturally at the door.

There was no knocking and there was no sign of the lock being screwed from the outside.

"Huh."

Her hands on her knees clenched uncontrollably, the bitter arc at the corners of her mouth widened wider and wider, and her eyes were filled with disappointment.

"Wen Xin, people are a couple, what are you expecting, you are the third party who intervenes, why are you so stupid."

Her hands were clenched, and her shoulders couldn't stop shaking, 'Click'! A tear slipped from her eye and dripped onto the back of her hand.

"What to cry about, what is there to cry about."

She wiped the tears from her face with the back of her hand and comforted herself with her own words.

"There must be something entangled in him, he can't make things unclear, I'll go take a shower and eat first, and when he's done, he will naturally come to me to explain and explain to me."

She wiped away her tears and smiled and got up and went to the bedroom, but the smile on her face was more ugly than crying.

Wen Xin comforted himself, Huo Yinan would explain to himself, and the heart that fell to the bottom and was full of disappointment once again ignited a glimmer of hope.

She didn't eat a few bites of dinner, and she really didn't have an appetite.

When the lights were turned off in someone else's room, she could hear the sound of a pin falling on the floor in the quiet of the house, even her own breathing.

Ten thousand lights are on, and Wen Xin also left a lamp for Fei Yinan.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz......"

The phone she put on the table vibrate, Wen Xin looked sideways, and then remembered that her phone was turned off and muted! She quickly grabbed her phone, her hopeful eyes gradually dimmed, and finally, she lost the last trace of focus.

"Hello?"

She pressed the answer button and picked up the phone.

"Wen Xin, are you up?"

"Get up?"

Wen Xin's brain was at a loss, she turned around and forgot to glance at the alarm clock at the bedside, and fixed her eyes to see it, half past eight!

"Oh, get up, you're already up, what's wrong?"

"No, it's fine, just a phone call to ask you, it's okay, right?"

"Something's wrong?"

Wen Xin seemed to have poured a pot of paste into his mind, and at this time, Song Jinyao shook it like this, only to feel that there was still a buzzing sound in his ears, and he could hear the sound of water.

It's impossible, he didn't tell her, if Fei Yinan told her, then why didn't he come to explain to him directly? Or did you misunderstand something?

"Well, actually, it's nothing, I just want to make a phone call to ask how you're doing, just to care about you, nothing else."

Song Jinyao's tone was a little relaxed, as if she had something to say, and when Wen Xin heard it, her heart sank again.

Fei Yinan did not look for her.

Her voice was slightly low, and she shook her head in a tough attempt to muster up a little strength to show that she was okay.

"No, it's fine."

"Well, it's fine."

Song Jinyao breathed a sigh of relief, and the uneasy feeling in her heart finally dispersed.

"I woke up this morning feeling stuffy in my chest, feeling like something was going to happen, panicked, and I didn't know who to call."

Hearing that Wen Xin was fine, the stone that pressed on her heart could be regarded as falling.

"Well, let's do it first, I'll hang up first, and I'll have something to do when I go out later."

Song Jinyao didn't hear the strange feeling in Wen Xin's tone, just because she had just gotten up, so there was a hint of hoarseness in her voice.

Wen Xin opened his mouth, and just as he was about to say the words in his throat, there was already a busy sound of 'toot' over there.

The phone hung up.

She threw her phone on the bed in a bit of frustration, and with a twist of her body, she fell on the bed, her eyes looking up at the ceiling with a bit of despair.

"He didn't call me."

As she spoke, tears fell from the corners of her eyes like a waterfall that opened the floodgates, and she bit the corners of her lip to endure the sourness and discomfort in her heart.

Why didn't he call himself, did he really not care at all?

Or is it that all this is not important to him at all, it doesn't matter to him whether he explains it or not, he has to feel it, he has never cared.

Wen Xin felt that she had thought it through, and with tears in her eyes, she took her mobile phone and deleted Fei Yinan's phone number and cut off all contact with him.

"Since you don't contact us, don't continue to contact them in the future."

She ruthlessly turned off her phone.

Ignoring the pain in her heart, she pretended to be calm, trying to calm the sourness in her heart, but her eyes became more and more blurry, with a touch of mist in her eyes, the hand holding the phone hung down and spread it on the bed.

Just as if all this was a dream, it was time to wake up......

Song Jinyao is quite comfortable, but Fang Zhirou has always been a thorn in her heart, stuck in her heart and unable to pull it out, and the wound has never been able to heal.

And Huo Shaoting didn't give her any explanation, she was always the one who was kept in the dark.

She went to a café in the center of the city alone, sat by the window for a long time, looked at the time, and felt that it was almost over, so she called the waiter and ordered two cups of coffee.

After a while, a familiar figure appeared at the door, slowly approaching her.

"Wen Xin, here?"

She hurriedly got up to greet her.

Song Jinyao had a gentle smile on her face, and the moment she saw Wen Xin, she had an indescribable feeling in her heart, and she couldn't help but look at it twice.

Wen Xin nodded and sat across from her, looking very calm.

Seeing this, Song Jinyao suddenly frowned, and couldn't help but say, "Wen Xin, what's the matter, it feels like you've lost a lot of weight?" ”

She said that when Wen Xin came in just now, she always felt that something was wrong, and looking at her face, her chin was much sharper.

Wen Xin smiled, with a little helplessness on his face.

"It's nothing, it's just that I've been a little upset lately."

"Upset? What's the matter, tell me about it? ”

As soon as she heard that she was upset, Song Jinyao couldn't help frowning.

Isn't her heart very irritable these days, every time she thinks of her sister, she thinks of Huo Shaoting, she finds that now these two people have become her own knots, both of them should be her closest people, they shouldn't be like this.

"What is there to say about this, if there is something happy, I can say it and share it with you, this kind of annoying thing to say, I'm afraid it will affect your mood."

Wen Xin's tone was not salty or light, but it always gave Song Jinyao a sad feeling, I don't know why, when she saw Wen Xin's appearance, the sourness in her heart couldn't stop rising.

"We are friends, why do you have to talk like this between friends, if you have something unhappy to tell me, I can also help you share it."

Her hand held Wen Xin's hand on the table, and her hand was a little cold.

"Huh."

Wen Xin smiled.

"Originally, it wasn't a big deal, but I broke up with Fei Yinan, and I have a lot of feelings by his side over the years, you know, I still feel a little sad in my heart."

She kept her head down, depressed.

"But it's fine."

A smile tugged at the corner of her lips, and she mustered up the courage to say, "Soon I won't feel this way, in this world, no one can live without them." ”

"Warm-hearted."

Song Jinyao's eyes were full of distress, and she didn't even know how to comfort her warmth at the moment.

She could only clasp her hand and give her a little encouragement.

"Actually, you and Fei Yinan may not be so suitable, the relationship between Huo Yinan and An Zixuan is already very complicated, if you keep being caught in the middle, I will also be afraid that you will be in danger."

She slowly began to comfort Wen Xin and said what was in her heart.

"Originally, I was relieved that Fei Yinan would take care of you, I thought he wouldn't make you sad, you tell me first, what happened between you, don't be sad in your heart."

Song Jinyao wanted to share the sadness in her heart for her.

I really don't know what Fei Yinan did, Wen Xin would be so sad, looking at the water in her eyes again, Song Jinyao felt the same way, and her heart was unconsciously sad.

After some hesitation, Wen Xin spoke slowly, telling what happened that day.

As she finished speaking, her eyes filled with tears, and her voice began to tremble, and her long eyelashes blinked, as if tears were about to fall.

"How could it be ......?"

After Song Jinyao listened, she was disappointed with a hint of shock.

Didn't Fei Yinan make it clear to Zhang Zixuan, and besides, she always thought that the two of them were not suitable at all, otherwise she would not have ended with divorce.

"Even if Zhang Zixuan can't let go of Fei Yinan and wants to regain this man, Fei Yinan's side should be ...... No, this doesn't make sense, Wen Xin, did you miss any details, is there a misunderstanding between you? ”

"There was no misunderstanding."

Wen Xin sniffed and suppressed the discomfort in her heart.

"I'm not suitable for him, if we have to get together, everyone will be miserable, I don't want to get involved with Zhang Zixuan and his affairs anymore, I just want to live a plain life now."

After speaking, there was actually a trace of relief on her painful face.

Song Jinyao opened her mouth to comfort her, but she didn't want Wen Xin's mobile phone to ring suddenly.

"I'll answer the phone."

Seeing this number, she had a calmness in her eyes, and then naturally pressed the answer button and greeted the people over there.

"Hello? What's wrong? ”

Her voice is so soft that it drips water, and it makes people feel very comfortable listening to it.

"Uh-huh, okay."

I don't know what the person over there said, but the corners of her lips hooked a smile, not like pretending.

Immediately, Wen Xin hung up the phone, and as soon as she looked up, she received Song Jinyao's scrutinizing eyes,

Song Jinyao couldn't wait to grab her hand and asked, "Wen Xin, whose phone is it?" "Fei Yinan's?

The second half of the sentence was stuck in her throat and didn't ask, and she was afraid that if it wasn't, Wen Xin would be sad.

"Qi Ming called."

"Qi Ming? Your friend? ”