Li Xiangwei listened intently to the movement outside the door with bated breath, but after she said that she was asleep, there was no sound.

Maybe it's because it's too far away, and his voice is too quiet......

Li Xiangwei gently uncovered the quilt, in order to walk without sound, she walked around and moved outside the door in small steps, her ears were close to the door and she listened carefully to the sound outside the door.

Footsteps...... He's gone......

Farther and farther away.

Li Xiangwei's heart also slowly cooled, and she slipped down with her back against the door and sat on the floor.

She thought that he would give her an explanation when he came to her, but she didn't expect to leave so easily......

He didn't want to know if she had misunderstood their relationship.

Did he really not care what she thought of it?

She asked him to go, and he left so easily......

Li Xiangwei had all kinds of suspicions in her heart, squatting at the door, expecting that he would knock on the door again in the next second, but she didn't have the courage to open the door to save him.

Turn around, knock on the door again, and she'll open it.

But there was no sound outside the door for a long time, and even the footsteps of his departure could not be heard.

What she was expecting, he wouldn't explain.

The next day, Li Xiangwei crawled out of the quilt after three poles in the sun, her buttocks were cold, and her knees were blue.

"Sister Lian, is there anything left over from breakfast?" Li Xiangwei limped out of the bedroom, and happened to bump into Li Lian in the living room, so she asked.

"Miss Li, lunch has been prepared, you can eat lunch directly."

"Where's your husband?"

"Sir, he should go to the company, and he may not come at noon."

"Okay......"

I thought that she was eating lunch alone, but as soon as she sat down, she heard the movement in the hall, and the emperor Mo Che returned.

"Aren't you busy today?" Li Xiangwei smiled awkwardly and asked.

Huangfu Mo Che sat in the chair, glanced at her face expressionlessly, and then said coldly: "Yes." ”

I saw his white fingers pick up the chopsticks, take a bite of meat and put it in his mouth, and chew it carefully.

Li Xiangwei felt a kind of loneliness in her heart, and silently lowered her head and ate herself.

There was more and more tranquility in the air, and a strange atmosphere spread.

How? Was he really not going to explain last night's call to her?

Li Xiangwei stretched out her chopsticks and grabbed a piece of food in front of her, and the afterglow quickly swept over his face, his face was cold, and his body exuded a feeling that made her feel unfamiliar.

It's as if he's not her boyfriend, just a stranger.

Suddenly, the emperor put down his chopsticks, got up from his chair, and left the restaurant without saying any hello.

Looking at the departing Huangfu Mo Che, Li Xiangwei's heart was even more sour, what is this......

Isn't it time for him to explain it to her?

Why does he look like a stranger to him?

Li Xiangwei also put down her chopsticks, returned to the bedroom directly from the dining room, and picked up her mobile phone to see a lot of text messages, all from the editor Su Su.

[I've seen your latest shot, and there's no big problem with the plot, but I still need to change it in the handling of the storyboards.] 】

[The heroine can be a little more miserable, you know......]

Li Xiangwei, he doesn't explain to you that it's his freedom, you have to do your own thing now!

Picking up the pen, Li Xiangwei began to draw again.

Once people are busy, they forget a lot of things, so she also forgets that maybe a certain man is also looking forward to her question.

——

"What? What is she doing? ”

Feng Hao silently took the call record forward: "This is the conversation between Miss Li and this editor Su Su. ”

Huangfu Moche's face became even more gloomy, looking at the words on it, although there were no ambiguous words, he gritted his teeth and made a voice: "It's the Centrifugal Comic Club again?" ”