He Yi made a very soft nasal voice, "Okay."

The luxury car drove all the way to Shumo Street, where He's house was located, and Cheng Yi wanted to say something to open He Yi's heart, but he couldn't do it.

He kept looking out the window in a daze, the shadow of the melancholy sketch faintly revealed by the side face was covered with a layer of lead gray, lonely and lonely.

Until the car stopped at the gate of the community, and the two came out of the car inside, they heard a voice behind them:

。」

He Yi's heart jumped, and he immediately turned around.

Then, he was at a loss.

He saw He Jing and He Chen getting out of the taxi, and He Chen held an umbrella for He Jing, looking extremely intimate.

He Yi pursed his lips and nodded, "You're back too."

Cheng Yi's beautiful eyes crooked, "Sixth brother."

He Chen smiled: "Xiaoyi is here, do you want to go up and sit down."

Only He Jing didn't speak, just stared at He Yi deeply, frowning, as if organizing the language.

Cheng Yi deliberately glanced at He Jing meaninglessly, and said, "No, I'm just coming back by the way, so I'll leave, say hello to my mother for me."

He Chen looked at He Yi instead, and his thin lips curled: "It's a bit of a coincidence."

Before He Yi could understand this, He Chen handed the umbrella in his hand to He Jing, opened another umbrella and walked towards him: "I knew that Xiaoyi would pick it up, and Sister He Jing and I wouldn't go out."

He Yi's brain "buzzed", his eyes widened, and he looked at He Jing in disbelief, his whole face changed.

Did she go pick him up?

Why didn't you see it yourself?

If she really braved the heavy rain to pick him up, but saw him get into Cheng Yi's car, wouldn't it be ......

He looked at He Chen and gritted his teeth slightly: "He Chen, you did it on purpose."

Obviously, he could stop He Jing, but he didn't.

He must have expected that Cheng Yi would come to pick him up.

He Chen didn't deny it, raised his eyebrows, and smiled lightly: "On the contrary, I don't trust Sister He Jing, do you? No, it should be said ... I didn't want to be nice to Sister He Jing, so even if Sister He Jing was allowed to run for nothing, it didn't matter—"

He took a step forward, leaned closer, deliberately chewed the root of his ear beside him, and bit down on the last two words: "Right?"

He Yi clenched his fists.

He stared at He Jing tightly, but a deep powerlessness welled up in his heart, and a thick sense of shame and self-abandonment rose up, and he didn't even have the courage to go to He Jing to explain.

Suddenly, He Jing asked, "Sixth brother, what are you talking about?"

From the position of her and Cheng Yi, He Yi and He Chen handed over an umbrella as an ordinary person, and the process did not take more than a minute, but He Jing intuitively felt that He Chen was doing something, and she said to He Yi in a warm voice: , the rain is so heavy, don't stand stupidly, go upstairs."

Then, she looked at Cheng Yi and said, "Thank you for coming back."

There was no displeasure.

She just picked up an ordinary person, but she didn't receive an ordinary person, and there is really no need to be unbalanced in her mentality.

Cheng Yi felt that He Jing was holding on, and deliberately instructed: "Take a good photo, he waited at the station for so long in a single coat, cook him a bowl of ginger soup to prevent him from catching a cold."

「ok。」

He Jing replied briskly.

He Yi stood still and did not move.

He didn't want to go back, he wanted to be alone for a while, and he hadn't figured out how to face He Jing yet.

He Jing stared at He Yi suspiciously for a while, then stepped forward and held his hand.