This is the second time the two have sat in this place to meet, and when they met for the first time, Lin Qingqing had not lost his memory, and Wei Ya had not come to such a field as he is now. However, when they met for the second time, the two of them were already separated.

"Drink something?" Wei Ya found a dry opening sentence.

"Americano." Lin Qingqing said with a slight bow. She seemed to have gotten used to the slightly bitter taste of Americano, and had lost interest in all other sweet drinks.

The coffee was served, and the two women looked at each other without saying a word. After being silent for a moment, Lin Qingqing also felt embarrassed. "Miss Wei Ya, I'm sorry for rejecting you last time, if you still ...... because of this matter today," she preconceived.

However, before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Wei Ya. "Lin Qingqing, you think too much, I'm not here to talk to you about these things today." She showed a faint smile, her bright eyes and bright teeth were still bright, but there was an inexplicable trace of vicissitudes.

These words made Lin Qingqing even more embarrassed, and she lowered her head and took a sip of coffee to hide her embarrassment. "Is there something else Miss Weiya is looking for me today?" She asked, puzzled.

In fact, Lin Qingqing is not a person who is good at refusing, and he did struggle in his heart last time when he refused Wei Ya's request. After refusing, she always had a feeling of uneasiness in her heart, and even just now, as soon as she saw Wei Ya, this matter would immediately pop up in her mind.

"Let's talk." Wei Ya suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and said. She leaned lazily on the couch of the booth, like a cat.

This kind of woman is very attractive, Lin Qingqing has to admit it in her heart. But she didn't understand how disgusting this charm was for Wei Ya now.

As if noticing Lin Qingqing's gaze, Wei Ya withdrew her gaze and met her eyes. Her eyes wandered on Lin Qingqing's plain little face, especially when she saw her clear eyes like Wei Wei, her eyes stopped.

"Lin Qingqing, I really envy you." She muttered. "I envy in my heart." The previous sentence didn't seem to be enough to express her feelings, so she added another sentence at the end to emphasize it.

I didn't understand what the twists and turns meant, Lin Qingqing only felt that he couldn't understand Wei Ya's words. In her eyes, she and Wei Ya are both models, sometimes they are lucky and popular for a while, and sometimes they are snubbed by the audience after they are hot.

She lowered her eyes and stopped looking at Wei Ya. "We are all the same people, why should you envy me." Lin Qingqing is not being modest, she is just telling the truth.

"Huh." Wei Ya sneered. "You're still so naïve, naïve and almost brainless." She said mercilessly with disdain.

Originally, the two were just chatting calmly, but the woman opposite suddenly began to scold, which made Lin Qingqing very unhappy. Although she is not a violent temper, she is by no means angry.

Glancing at Wei Ya angrily, Lin Qingqing replied, "Do you have a brain to care about your business?" "She can't be despised in vain.

Seeing Lin Qingqing's argument, Wei Ya only felt naïve. "Lin Qingqing, amnesia is not a good thing. If I could, I'd rather have the same amnesia as you. She changed the subject and said.

At the beginning, Lin Qingqing always couldn't help but think about the past. She wished for another car accident or something, reminding her of what she had been through before.

However, the woman in front of her actually said that she was envious, which made Lin Qingqing feel a little unbelievable. "Wei Ya, there are many things that you can't empathize with, so don't comment on them. I don't want to lose my memory at all, I want to remember those memories whether they are good or bad. She said word for word.

I hope to remember whether those things were good or bad before, this sentence amused Wei Ya. "If you've been through everything I've been through, you wouldn't think so." Her tone was light, but with a layer of coldness.

I don't know why, Lin Qingqing always felt that the woman in front of her had experienced a lot of things that she couldn't imagine. It is said that it is born from the heart, and she seems to be able to see her despair through Wei Ya's face that doesn't care about anything.

Some people's despair is superficial, revealed in their eyes and actions, and anyone can feel it. But some people's despair is hidden in their hearts, emanating from all the breath, and once they get closer, the feeling is clear.

Why would she despair? Lin Qingqing thought in his heart. Although she has now replaced Wei Ya as a guest on the talk show, this woman will not despair like this because of this matter. Is it because of the man just now? This thought emerged from Lin Qingqing's heart.

Just now by the artificial lake, who is the man who argued with Wei Ya? Although the two were arguing at the time, she could feel that Wei Ya cared about the man.

"If there's anything you want to talk about, tell me." Lin Qingqing seemed to understand the true purpose of Wei Ya's conversation with her today.

There have never been any true friends in this circle, presumably Wei Ya has been in this circle for so many years, and there are few people around who can sit down and listen to her chatter. The reason why I am looking for Lin Qingqing today is to some extent because she can trust her.

With a sneer, Wei Ya picked up her coffee and took a sip. "Lin Qingqing, you can really see it. I just want to sit with you today, sometimes I hide too many things in my heart, and I will be tired. She looked out the window at the remnant sun, her gaze becoming distant.

"Say, I want to talk about something." Lin Qingqing showed a lot of generosity. She may not be a good partner, but she's a good tree hole. "Don't worry that what you say will be heard by the media, I'm not so despicable." She added.

"If it weren't for trust, I wouldn't have talked to you." Wei Ya also said with a smile, and the atmosphere between the two began to ease.

Nodding in agreement, Lin Qingqing was ready to listen to the story. "Saying that there is someone to share it with is indeed much more comfortable than carrying it silently by yourself." She was relieved.

Taking a sip of coffee again, Wei Ya asked Lin Qingqing, "Have you heard the story of the welfare home?" There weren't any major mood swings between her tones.

He shook his head in confusion. "Nope." Lin Qingqing replied truthfully, she didn't know why Wei Ya would talk about these things.

"Then I'll tell you about it." She said faintly. These things have been hidden in her heart for a long time, and this time she can finally tell others about them.