People came and went on the corridor, and passers-by cast inquiring glances from time to time, Shen Tingzhou's face was a little bad, he curled up his fingers, and said in a muffled voice.

"I don't care if you believe it or not, I didn't want to make him like this."

Meng Wanyi took a deep breath, "Everyone is inside, you told me that you didn't mean it?" Okay, aside from the fact that he was hit by the camera, can you still slip your hand with that punch in the face? Ji Bai is a graphic model, isn't it a smashing of people's jobs when you slap people's faces? ”

Shen Tingzhou was aggrieved and angry, "He is so close to you, you don't resist at all, and you smile at him, you rarely smile at me, you are cold all day long, you don't even touch a finger for me, and the door has to be locked at night......."

Seeing that Shen Tingzhou's topic was getting farther and farther away, Meng Wanyi hurriedly interrupted.

"We were communicating the shooting plan at the time, it was a normal work exchange, and there were so many staff on site, what were you thinking?"

Shen Tingzhou retorted unhappily.

"Work communication, is there this kind of chest to back, hugging and hugging communication? He's clearly taking advantage of you. ”

Meng Wanyi was really laughed at, there were obviously several fists between her and Ji Bai, and there were other staff members around them, how could they hug Shen Tingzhou's eyes.

There is a sickness, there is really a serious illness.

"I really can't communicate with you."

Shen Tingzhou: "Is it that you can't communicate with me, or you don't want to communicate, or you just want to communicate with Ji Bai." The tone was sour.

Seeing Shen Tingzhou messing around like this, Meng Wan was so angry that her brain was buzzing, and she didn't want to deal with her anymore.

What are the things?

Seeing that Meng Wanyi was silent, Shen Tingzhou thought that she had acquiesced, and her heart was even more restless.

He slipped his hand into his pocket and held his phone tightly.

"How did you poke your heart, is your heart empty?"

Meng Wanyi turned her back to Shen Tingzhou directly, staring at the building outside the window without saying a word.

Shen Tingzhou stared at her resistantly back, angry and angry.

At this moment, Shen Tingzhou wanted to throw those photos and ask her about Meng Wanyi, but he didn't dare, he was afraid of hearing the answer he didn't want to hear.

During this time, the relationship between him and Meng Wanyi was like an unbalanced balance, and he carefully maintained it, worrying about one day it would collapse instantly.

Full of love and not being reciprocated, it is like being Lingchi, it is very painful, he wants a happy death but is afraid that it will end.

The calendar is getting thinner and thinner, and the year is getting shorter and shorter, but Meng Wanyi still seems to be very cold to him.

Shen Tingzhou was very uneasy.

He originally wanted to moisturize things silently to make Meng Wanyi slowly like him, and little by little to cover the traces belonging to Jin Can from her memory.

But Ji Bai's appearance disrupted his rhythm, and he keenly smelled the potential threat.

The two confronted each other silently, and at this time, the lights in the operating room dimmed, and Ji Bai was lying on the bed and was pushed out by the medical staff.

Meng Wanyi's attention instantly fell to Ji Bai, took a few steps forward and gently asked him about his situation, and then followed.

Shen Tingzhou stood alone on the corridor, looking at Meng Wanyi's gradually disappearing back, his heart was empty.

It turns out that the feeling of being left behind is so suffocating and uncomfortable.

Meng Wanyi didn't go home until eleven o'clock, and Shen Tingzhou, who was sitting on the sofa, instantly turned his eyes to the door when he heard the movement.

He had never thought that the password unlock would sound so good.

As soon as Meng Wanyi entered the door, she touched the custard bun and the volcano as usual, and then returned to the room without squinting, without giving Shen Tingzhou a look.

Shen Tingzhou, who was regarded as air, pursed his lips, then got up and went to the kitchen to cook the small wontons that Meng Wanyi had wrapped for a long time.

After a while, the doorknob sounded, and Shen Tingzhou pushed the door and came in, holding a tray in his hand.

Meng Wanyi heard the movement, glanced at him very lightly, and continued to be busy with the work at hand.

Shen Tingzhou put the food on the edge of her table and said softly.

"Let's have a bit."

Meng Wanyi knew that Shen Tingzhou wanted to ease the relationship between the two, but she didn't want to go down this level.

She didn't raise her head, and coldly refused.

"Go out, don't be hungry, don't eat."

Shen Tingzhou, who was rejected, was very stubborn, and pushed her computer to the side without saying anything, and then stuffed the spoon into Meng Wanyi's hand.

"Eat a little, you've been busy all day."

"If you don't eat, don't you understand people."

Meng Wanyi struggled, the bowl of hot wontons was sprinkled on the back of Shen Tingzhou's hand like this, and his fair skin was instantly burned red, but Shen Tingzhou didn't know the pain, pursed his mouth and looked down at the overturned wontons, and whispered.

"I've been wrapping it for a long time."

Meng Wanyi dragged the person to the bathroom with a cold face, turned on the faucet, and pressed his hand on the pool.

"Shen Tingzhou, are you seriously ill?"