Wen Qiao always thought that Zhou Luo had already struck out.

She was no longer a threat to her.

Who would have thought that the school uniform of Nancheng High School turned out to be hers.

Wen Qiao really didn't know what to do before, but after Xu Miaoyin said this, she immediately reacted, this school uniform really can't be kept, and destruction is the real death without proof.

She went directly to burn it, and then she asked Xu Miaoyin who Jiang Bochuan was.

Xu Miaoyin looks like an ordinary housewife, teaching her husband and children at home, but in fact, she has a lot of means, she is quite open in the circle of Beicheng, and she is also well-informed.

She said: "Jiang Bochuan is a new upstart who has emerged recently, quite mysterious, I have only heard his name for the time being, and I have not seen a real person, what do you ask him to do? Do you know?"

Wen Qiao said that she didn't know her either, but today I heard Zhou Luo mention the name.

Xu Miaoyin said, "You really want to know where he came from, I can help you inquire."

Wen Qiao nodded.

Zhou Luo received a call from Jiang Bochuan three or four days later, during which they didn't even have a message, Zhou Luo wanted to contact him, but every time she thought of the female voice before, she felt an indescribable feeling in her heart.

Jiang Bochuan contacted her this time also for a date and dinner, and of course Zhou Luo agreed, after all, she also wanted to see him.

Today's place to eat is different from last time, I changed the restaurant, but the mood is still elegant, it makes people feel very comfortable to sit in, and the music played by the violin is also very beautiful.

Zhou Luo felt that the two had met a few times, and some words should be put aside, "Bochuan, are we boyfriend and girlfriend now?"

She didn't want to be ambiguous, she needed a positive answer from him.

The man didn't seem to expect her to ask so directly, he was stunned at first, and then asked rhetorically, "You didn't care about this before, is the relationship between lovers very important?" Isn't it okay to be happy together?"

In the past, Zhou Luo really didn't care a lot, and she didn't care about a lot of them in the years when he disappeared.

But now that he's back, she's not the completely ignorant little girl she used to be, and it seems reasonable that she wants an answer from him.

This is also a reassuring pill, and she really needs it.

"People change." She replied to him like this, her eyes sparkling, and her eyes were extremely sincere.

Jiang Bochuan turned his gaze away under such eyes, I don't know if he wanted to hide something, or he was about to pick up vegetables for her, he sandwiched a piece of ribs for her, and said, "But I always thought that you wouldn't change, and you are like this now, is it because of Fu Jing?"

"He changed you?"

Zhou Luo didn't understand why he kept mentioning Fu Jing, she had said it many times, Fu Jing was her ex-husband to her, they did have a marriage before, but her heart had never been on him.

"It has nothing to do with him, it's my own idea, don't keep mentioning him, I don't like it."

Jiang Bochuan smiled, "You really don't have feelings for him?"

He would ask like this, in fact, Zhou Luo can understand, after all, with Fu Jing's conditions, any woman will be moved when she sees him, and she will be more or less a little impressed, but she really doesn't.

Because she already has someone in her heart, she can't pretend to be anyone else at all.

Besides, after three years of married life, Fu Jing didn't treat her well, and seemed to respect her very much on the surface, but in fact, he looked down on her and the Zhou family, otherwise he wouldn't have gone back with her once.

"No, not really."

"In that case, that's easy." Jiang Bochuan said, "You go and help me get something from him, it's the development plan for the western suburbs of Beicheng, you give it to me, and we'll talk about our relationship again."

Even if Zhou Luo is really obsessed with ghosts now, he can understand the meaning of his words.

He wanted her to go to Fu Jing to steal a plan, and if she did, he would give her what she wanted.

When does their relationship require a bundle of interests?

She couldn't accept it, "What are you talking about?"

"Why, don't you want to?" Statue of Jiang Bochuan

I had long expected her to be like this, "You keep saying that you don't have feelings for Fu Jing, saying that you only have me in your heart, and now I don't want you to get a planning book. Zhou Luo, how can you make me believe you?"

"You and Fu Jing have been husband and wife for three years!"

The man looked like this, Zhou Luo suddenly felt that he was so strange, and he couldn't connect him with the man in the alley at all.

Obviously he was so warm at that time, and every word he said was like a stove to her, the only light source she could see in the night.

But when she thought about it, she didn't feel much after meeting him.

Although he is also very good to her, he will spoil her everywhere, give her warmth, and give her encouragement, but it always makes her feel like something, not the same as when she was in the alley.

Now, she couldn't connect him with him at that time.

But she really missed that time, and she always felt that only he could give her that feeling of stability and gentleness.

"Is it that if I don't say yes, you won't see me again?"

She wished he hadn't, but unfortunately, it was the opposite of what she thought.

"Zhou Luo, you also said just now that people will change, since people can change, so are feelings, aren't they?"

"But now I'm giving you this opportunity, if you promise to get that plan, then we still have a chance, if you don't want to, we can only come here, and this meal will be a meal."

Zhou Luo instantly gasped, knowing that he shouldn't agree, and he also knew that his feelings for her had deteriorated.

But she just couldn't let go of the alley when she was in Nancheng, the one who was obviously standing next to her, but there was a stone pillar between them, she couldn't see him, he couldn't see her, only occasionally she could see his hand holding a cigarette.

"Crying?"

It was the first time he had spoken to her.

She didn't want to pay attention to him at the time, because she thought of him as one of those little gangsters who liked to flirt with her, and she said to him, ", don't bother me."

"Yo, your temper is quite big, but your voice still sounds small, are you a student?"

At that time, Zhou Luo ignored him and didn't say a word more, and then he didn't say anything, just stood next to him and smoked silently.

He smoked a lot of cigarettes, and he smoked several cigarettes at once.

During this time, they didn't speak again, and when he was really about to leave, he spoke again, "Little girl, you have to go home early, it's too complicated here for you."

So many years have passed, and the memory is still very clear, even so clear that Zhou Luo seems to be able to smell the smell of his cigarette at that time.

It smells great.

These memories wrapped her like a cage, making her unable to move, and she could only be casually demanded by him.

Can't tell right from wrong.

"I, I see." Her voice was so subtle that she said, "I'll do as you say."

After saying this, she called Fu Jing as if she was going to vote for her name, "Tomorrow night, do you have time?" I'd like to talk to you about the project."