In fact, when Zhou Ruo just knew that He Xianmo had not blocked her work number, he could probably guess his mental activities.

Don't talk to her about keeping the number for future work, they have each other's emails, mobile phone numbers, and LinkedIn, if He Xianmo is really for work, he can contact anything.

But he still left his work WeChat, just an excuse for himself.

The tone said that the purpose of blocking private WeChat was to break off relations, but it was more of a personal act of anger-

Otherwise, I wouldn't be so eager to reply to her messages.

Zhou Ruo felt more and more interesting, she casually clicked a few times in the dialog box, and then deleted it, and after repeating it for more than ten minutes, she didn't reply to He Xianmo's message.

In the end, the other side couldn't bear it anymore and sent another question mark.

Zhou Ruo still repeated the same operation.

He Xianmo was obviously annoyed and angry this time: [What do you want]

Zhou Ruo: [I want to know why you blocked me]

After He Xianmo saw this news, his fingers trembled, and his eyes stared at this sentence and read it repeatedly.

Zhou Ruo knew that he had blocked her, and there was only one possibility: she talked to him on WeChat.

Why did you suddenly look for him?

He Xianmo replied with a cold face: [No why]

Zhou Ruo: [Then why don't you block your work account too? ] 】

He Xianmo: [Work]

Zhou Ruo: [Email LinkedIn mobile phone number can work, WeChat is not so important. 】

He Xianmo: [Got it, delete it now]

Zhou Ruo: [Are you willing to do it? 】

He Xianmo: [What do you mean]

She began to speak again of this ambiguity, which at first glance sounded like flirtatiousness.

Maybe she and other men are used to this mode of getting along, but he can't, he can't accept it, and he doesn't want to listen to it more.

After being calm for more than a week, and being irritated by her inexplicable operation, the messages sent by He Xianmo also began to carry guns and sticks.

He Xianmo: [I have a girlfriend, don't complain about me]

Zhou Ruo: [But I haven't started to mess around yet, Doctor ^_^ He]

He Xianmo: [Roll]

Zhou Ruo: [When you slept with your girlfriend, did you also smoke her like I did? 】

He Xianmo clenched his phone, breathing heavily, his knuckles about to break.

Zhou Ruo: [Just kidding.] 】

Zhou Ruo: [Don't let your girlfriend misunderstand, this number has also been deleted, and I will send an email if I have something to do at work in the future.] 】

He Xianmo: [Take your things away]

Zhou Ruo laughed again when he saw this news.

It's so reluctant.

It's almost as good as taking things away and having one more chance to meet.

Zhou Ruo is familiar with the road: [Throw it away]

He Xianmo: [You lose it yourself]

Zhou Ruo hooked the corners of his mouth: [I don't have time to pick it up, when will you have time to send it]

She added: [Remember to hide it from your girlfriend, don't let her misunderstand =w=]

He Xianmo did not reply to the message directly this time.

Zhou Ruo was also anxious, calmly put away his mobile phone, and fiddled with the watch that had just come from Ye Jianyu over the weekend.

A little curious, how many days can He Xianmo last this time?

He was like a stone in a pit, smelly and hard.

After enduring it for so long, the steps came to his feet by mistake, and I saw how tough he was.

Girlfriend?

Scold.

He's going to make up this kind of character out of thin air now, he doesn't think that this will anger her, right?

Why are people in their thirties so naïve?

——

Zeng Xu found that He Xianmo was very angry this week.

The weather in London this week is not good, it is gloomy, and there is another gloomy person sitting in the office, and the air pressure is so low that Zeng Xu is a little suffocated.

Zeng Xu tried to ask many times, but He Xianmo's mouth was locked, and he didn't ask the answer at all.

On Friday, before getting off work, Zeng Xu took the initiative to ask He Xianmo: "Arthur, do you want to go out for a drink at night?" Take you to relieve your worries. ”

"I'm not going." He Xianmo refused very simply.

Zeng Xu: "Don't go, just play with the mood." ”

He Xianmo: "I have other arrangements. ”

Zeng Xu: "......? ”

He Xianmo: "There are relatives at home. ”

After listening to this explanation, Zeng Xu nodded in understanding and reminded him in a low voice: "Then don't look at them with such a face, it's scary." ”

He Xianmo: "What face?" ”

Zeng Xu: "Look in the mirror yourself." ”

He Xianmo saw his face from the mirror handed over by Zeng Xu, and he didn't feel that there was anything wrong.

Zeng Xu: "You seem to be like this because of dissatisfaction with desires, which leads to hormone disorders and endocrine disorders." ”

He Xianmo: "......"

Zeng Xu patted him on the shoulder: "Was it too big a blow to the broken love a while ago?" I'll reintroduce you to one, last time ......."

"No, I don't." He Xianmo brushed his hand away, "It's time to get off work." ”

Neither of them will go to the clinic today, Zeng Xu has already planned in advance to go out at night, and he will change his clothes and leave as soon as the time comes.

He Xianmo waited until Zeng Xu left, then took out the gift box from the cabinet, and then changed his clothes and walked out of the hospital.

He Xianmo casually put the box on the passenger seat, and after getting into the car, he suddenly thought of something, took out his mobile phone and found Zhou Ruo's work WeChat.

He Xianmo: [I'll send you something downstairs in the apartment]

However, the message was not successfully sent.

He Xianmo looked at the prompt of the system, and his eyelids jumped twice.

Zhou Ruo blocked him.

He Xianmo's lips were stretched into a line.

He directly threw his mobile phone away, stepped on the accelerator, and drove in the direction of Zhou Ruo's apartment.

——

Seven o'clock.

Zhou Ruo walked out in a nightdress after washing, sat on the mat in the living room and applied body lotion, and glanced at the watch next to him by the way.

Calculating the time, He Xianmo should be coming.

The thought had just come to mind, but within three seconds, the doorbell of the apartment rang.

Zhou Ruo put down his body milk and walked to the door, and after seeing He Xianmo's face from the monitor, he opened the door with a smile.

As soon as the door opened, He Xianmo smelled the smell of flowers.

Like a blend of rose and jasmine.

And the nightdress on her body—

He Xianmo's eyes swept down, and he suddenly found that she was not wearing underwear.

He took a breath, took a step back quietly, and handed her the box in his hand.

Zhou Ruo didn't take it, one hand applied the unfinished body lotion on his arm, and asked him with a smile by the way: "Don't send it in?" ”

He Xianmo directly put the things at the door, "Take it yourself." ”

He dropped the sentence and turned to leave.

Zhou Ruo immediately grabbed his arm, "Then come in and have a cup of tea?" ”

"Loosen." He Xianmo squeezed out two words from between his teeth, and the blood vessels in his forehead were already faintly visible.

Zhou Ruo refused to let go, and used his fingers to push away his clenched fist, scratching his palm twice, "Really don't drink?" ”

As soon as the words fell, the man who was originally facing away from her grabbed her hand as if he had been electrocuted.

Grabbing her wrist with one hand and pinching her shoulder with the other, He Xianmo rudely pushed her into the apartment, the door slammed shut, and he managed to press her against the door.

"What the hell do you mean?" His eyes were reddish, his lenses were misty, and his voice was extremely muffled.