Zhao Pingjin's heart softened a little, and he called her name in a low voice: "Mingwei." ”

She answered, and jumped down from the roadbed a little playfully, lying on the lowered window, "Is there something wrong with Pingjin?" ”

He looked at her for a few moments before chuckling, "Call me tomorrow when you wake up." ”

"Okay."

"Rest early, good night."

"Good night, Pingjin."

She waved at him again until the car slowly drove away.

Gradually, even the taillights were gone.

Zhuang Mingwei seemed to be suddenly deflated, and the smile on her face couldn't hold it anymore.

She turned and walked towards the apartment, but with each step, her steps felt heavy.

Her invitation was already so obvious, why would Zhao Pingjin refuse?

Did he not like her as much as he used to?

Zhuang Mingwei's heart was in turmoil.

In the car.

The driver asked softly: "Mr. Zhao, are you going back to Lufeng Mansion tonight?" ”

Zhao Pingjin raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows: "Go to the apartment." ”

The driver turned the front of the car at the intersection in front, and the car silently merged into the traffic, and after a while, Zhao Pingjin opened his mouth again: "Go back to Lufeng Mansion." ”

The driver didn't dare to talk much, so he could only change lanes again and then make a U-turn.

I don't know when it rains, but it tends to get bigger.

The wipers shook again and again, but Zhao Pingjin's heart was a little unspeakably chaotic.

The security of Lufeng Mansion is very tight, and the extremely long road in front of the house belongs to the private road of Zhao Pingjin's private house, and idle vehicles and personnel are not allowed to enter a single step.

Therefore, as soon as the car entered this asphalt road from the main road, the driver saw the small figure squatting on the side of the road at a glance.

The lights of the car are bright, and the rain is like thousands of silver needles, shrouding the small group that squats there, and in the middle of the night in the rain, this scene is indescribably lonely.

She seemed to notice a car coming, and suddenly looked up.

"Miss Xu?" The driver was taken aback, and hurriedly turned around and called Zhao Pingjin: "Mr. Zhao, it's Miss Xu......"

Zhao Pingjin slowly opened his eyes and looked through the car window.

Xu He is still in the same clothes as when he left, and he should not have returned to the dormitory at all.

About after Zheng Fan sent her back to school, she came here directly.

The small squatting figure in the sight stood up and looked at the car, but did not step forward.

He could vaguely tell that her clothes and hair were almost soaked.

Xu He doesn't know much about cars, Zhao Pingjin has a lot of luxury cars under his name, although there are only a few cars that he often sits, but Xu He only has a vague impression.

She was a little afraid to step forward now, for fear that she would admit her mistake.

Zhao Pingjin looked at Xu He through the car window.

The alcohol was rising, and my head seemed to hurt even more.

Sometimes some things are like this, one wrong step, and then there is endless trouble.

The electronic access control recognizes the license plate, which has been automatically opened, and the driver does not know what to do, so he turns back and asks: "Mr. Zhao ......"

Zhao Pingjin lowered his eyes and looked at his knuckles, and it took about half a minute before he spoke: "Let her get in the car." ”

The driver opened the car door, Xu He, who was covered in heavy moisture, got into the car, Zhao Pingjin glanced at her, but he didn't ask anything, he didn't speak, Xu He didn't know what to say, the two were silent.

The driver quickly drove the car back to the mansion, and after parking, he left very interestingly.

Zhao Pingjin opened the car door: "Get out of the car." ”

Xu He followed him silently all the way into Building No. 1, and followed him upstairs.

He went straight to the master bedroom, Xu He thought of what he had said before, and he was very obedient and didn't follow up.

Zhao Pingjin took a shower and casually put on pajama pants and came out, Xu He squatted in the corridor with his knees hugged, a small ball, a wet mark on his shirt, his hair was also wet, sticking to his face, her shoes were also soaked, and there were wet marks on the carpet.

He looked at her for a moment and then gestured to the room, "Go take a hot shower and change your clothes." ”

Xu He raised his head and looked at him, his black and white eyes were a little young and childish, lonely and stubborn.

"I just wanted to ask you a question, and I'll go back when I'm done."

"You ask."

Maybe his attitude was so bland that he didn't even have the impatience she expected.

Xu He couldn't ask all of a sudden.

After burning her brain all night, the rain couldn't calm her down, but it suddenly cooled down at this moment.

What to ask?

Did you say to someone in the afternoon that we were dating?

Does this sentence still count?

Asked Zhuang Mingwei when she came back, did she stop meeting and contacting each other, and the transaction was suspended?

In what position, in what capacity?

If Xu He's memory was not deviated, she should remember it very clearly.

From the very beginning of their time together, there was a consensus between the two.

It's not up to her to decide the beginning, and it's not up to her to finish it.

In this relationship, he was the one who was in control from beginning to end.

She stood up, and the thought that had almost burned to ashes in her heart was suddenly extinguished.

She was even incomparably sober and incomparably sane.

"Actually, I've said it before."

Xu He looked at him, his forehead hair was still a little wet, and this covering his forehead made his usual aura of a superior person weaken a little, as if an ordinary girl like her could touch it.

"If you have someone you like, or if you have a girlfriend's fiancée, I, I don't want to continue this relationship with you......"

After she finished speaking, she pursed her lips, as if she had mustered up the greatest courage: "I know that there is a deal between me and you, but even if it is a deal, I have my own bottom line." ”

Zhao Pingjin felt that her serious appearance was really a little funny.

He leaned against the railing, reached out and pinched her chin: "It's all out and sold, what bottom line do you want?" ”

Because of this ruthless sentence, Xu He's eyes were full of water, and she brushed his fingers away: "In short, that's what I mean." ”