Chi Yiheng thought that they would come together naturally and become a happy couple.

She came to Yaohai to study in the first year of high school, and he also followed to study in the second year of high school, just to protect her and protect their feelings.

When he noticed Qingran's gradual estrangement, he could only calm down and deceive himself as if everything was as usual, and if he didn't break it, it seemed that he had never changed, and he worked hard to maintain it......

He didn't answer, lowered his head and smiled bitterly, changed the topic and said a few words about school, then glanced at the time, and said that he was going to the airport.

Chi Yiheng's steps as he walked out of the coffee house were heavy.

Qingran quietly looked out of the floor-to-ceiling window, the back of the lonely distance, remembering the sour smile when he left just now, and her heart was also inexplicably sullen.

He has not changed, he has always been the good boy who is willing to shelter her from the wind and rain, but his unchanging persistence has made Qingran hate the cruelty of fate even more, they are destined to be a bad fate.

Silently pack up your emotions and go home.

In any case, she must live well, for the sake of those relatives who love her.

The next day, after eating early, Yang Mei told Qingran to go to the supermarket to buy accessories and ingredients, she went to the market to pick live black chicken and fresh pork bones, and the grandparents and grandchildren acted separately to prepare soup at noon, and sent it to her aunt in the afternoon.

Probably because it was a Saturday, at the end of the rush hour, there wasn't much traffic. It's rare that he wasn't very busy today, so Liang Junsheng asked Xiao Peng to drive a black Range Rover and drove him to the cemetery to pay tribute to his mother.

Deliberately bypassing the morning rush hour and driving at a constant speed along the street, Xiao Peng said: "Brother Sheng, Young Master Shengxuan's test sheet has come out, do you want to go to the hospital to get it now?" ”

"In the afternoon, let's go to the Huanshi Club first." Liang Junsheng said that he had already made appointments with Yue Chen, Xu Zheliang and Lu Han.

The red light turned on, the car stopped, and Liang Junsheng looked out the window.

Across the one-meter-wide hedge, on the non-motorized road, a post office green retro bicycle is parked in parallel, and a plastic woven handbasket is placed on the front basket, revealing fresh green vegetable leaves.

The side face of the girl next to the car is delicate and three-dimensional, sweet and soft, with a fluffy ball head, and a few strands of broken hair on her fair and slender neck.

He recognized her, and Liang Junsheng curled the corners of his lips slightly.

The green light turned on, Yin Qingran pedaled the bicycle, and then turned a corner to get home.

In fact, there is also a big supermarket near the community, and the reason why she came here is to be able to pass by her aunt's "light dance club", and she wants to go and see it.

Soon arrived at the door of the club, Qingran glanced at the door slowly, and was immediately stunned, only to see Wu Yi holding his mobile phone, and walked out of the club with a deep brow.

Why is he here? The club was run by my aunt, and he didn't come often before, so why do you come here when you're divorced?

Yin Qingran was a little angry, and casually pushed the car to the side of Haitong, silently observing.

I saw Wu Yi walk to a woman's side, and then talk to the woman helplessly, and after a while, the woman reached out and grabbed his arm.

Wu Yi looked left and right, did not break free, the two behaved very intimately, and talked harmoniously, and then Wu Yi answered the phone and drove away.

The woman still stood there and looked at it in a daze, looking reluctant to send her husband on the expedition.

Qingran looked at the obsessive attitude of these two people, it must not be a normal relationship.

stepped over and said loudly: "You are Wu Yi's junior?" ”

She knew that Wu Yi didn't have any other sisters, and the way she got along just now could never be friends.

The woman turned around when she heard the sound and looked at the amazing little girl in front of her, there was a faint look of disdain in her cold eyes, and the woman asked in a somewhat annoyed voice, "Who are you?" I don't know you. ”

Hearing the woman's first sentence was not denial, but rhetorical questioning, Qingran was even more sure, this is the junior.