Li Weiyi and Zhang Jingchan stayed on the small terrace at the end of the corridor, and when they turned around, they could see the executives coming out of the study one by one with solemn expressions.

Zhang Moyun sent the last person away, looked up at the two of them, he smiled peacefully, and went back to the study.

The evening sun was shrouded, and Li Weiyi looked at this scene, as if witnessing the end of this legend in the shopping mall. Only this time, there is no longer a nest, only open-mindedness and tragedy.

Li Weiyi leaned on the railing, looked at the floating clouds in the distance, and said, "I don't know what life will become after we go back this time." ”

“139XXXX0001。”

Li Weiyi turned his head to look at him.

Zhang Jingchan is not like her, lying on her stomach like no bones. He stood up straight, with only one elbow resting on the railing, and said, "Carry it down." ”

"Whose number is this?"

Zhang Jingchan glanced at her: "You use it now." He smiled and said, "Mine, to be exact." ”

This is the phone number of 19-year-old Zhang Jingchan.

Li Weiyi turned his head to look at the sky, and kicked the wall with his feet: "What if you change your number?" ”

"No, it won't."

Li Weiyi let out an "oh" and repeatedly memorized in his heart.

"What about you?" He asked.

Li Weiyi blurted out: "I won't change it." ”

Zhang Jingchan chuckled and said, "It's best to do what you say." ”

"Of course!"

The two were silent for a while, Zhang Jingchan exhaled lightly, kicked his hands back into his trouser pockets, and looked at the sunset in the distance, the horizon was red, and the sky was very blue, blue and quiet. He said: "After 2014, I rarely do things impulsively, I always take one step and count three steps, think about it repeatedly, and be cautious. Because in my life, there is no chance to make mistakes. But right now, I want to do something impulsive. ”

Li Weiyi asked curiously, "What's the matter?" "Anything can make him impulsive.

Zhang Jingchan glanced at her, looked ahead again, and smiled without answering.

So Li Weiyi knew that what he didn't want to say now would not be said.

"Cut, whet your appetite."

Zhang Jingchan still looked like he was smiling, and he didn't look at it, he looked down at the ground, looked up again, and said, "What are you going to leave for yourself this time?" ”

Li Weiyi really didn't think about it, she folded her fingers and counted for him: "Look, my dad is alive, Zhou Zhihao was sent in, and Zhong Yi is going to take the position without accident; I also switched to painting and said goodbye to the scumbag. My life has been smooth sailing since then, and everything has been solved. I don't have any regrets when I think about it, hahaha. ”

Zhang Jingchan turned his head to look away, then turned back to look ahead, didn't look at her, and said, "Think about it clearly, do you really have nothing to say?" ”

Li Weiyi was stunned.

He finally turned his head and looked directly at her. The eyes of the black Lingling are like being immersed in a thick fog, deep and quiet. That's not her eyes, they're 27-year-old Zhang Jingchan's eyes.

Li Weiyi only felt a "bang" in his heart, as if he understood something, but as if he didn't.

She turned her face away and buried it in her arm, but her tone was as brisk as usual: "Okay, okay, then I'll think about it again." ”

When Li Weiyi raised his head again, Zhang Jingchan was already looking down at his phone, as if everything was as usual.

Li Weiyi put his arm on his face, tilted his head and whispered, "What are you going to do impulsively?" ”

He smiled, lifted a hand, and pressed the back of her head. It's not like before, just pat it and go. His five fingers ran through her black hair, and he didn't let go.

"You'll know when you wake up tomorrow."

That night, Li Weiyi took advantage of no one, and Zhang Jingchan also went to self-study in the evening and returned to Li's house. She sat in front of her former small desk for a long time, scratching her ears and cheeks, shaking left and right, and finally pulled out a blank piece of paper, lay on the table, and wailed: "What does he want me to write?" I don't know how to write it......"

She was stunned for a moment, not even noticing that her face had turned red, and at last, she took up her pen and wrote only two lines on the paper:

"Don't change your phone number.

Be kind to Zhang Jingchan. ”

Signed: Li Weiyi from 2022.

Then, like a thief, she put the paper in an envelope and stuffed it into a desk drawer.

Zhang Jingchan left for self-study a night in advance and arrived at Zhang's house first. Wu Xinhui and Zhang Moyun were not at home, and Sister Liu, the nanny, was taken aback when she saw this girl. Zhang Jingchan shook the spare key in his hand during the day: "I have something dropped here, Ah Chan gave me the key and let me pick it up." ”

Sister Liu does not doubt him.

Zhang Jingchan entered the bedroom and saw that the schoolbag was dropped on the ground, so he stuffed an extremely thin envelope into it.

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January 13, 2022.

Li Weiyi woke up again, there was no alarm clock, no music, and the surroundings were quiet.

She found herself leaning back on a light gray leather couch, her face pressed against the backrest, as if she had just taken a nap. In front of him is a coffee table with a cup of paper coffee to take. A coffee-colored ladies' jacket, set on the sofa, she was wearing only a sweater and skirt, and her intuition told her that the coat was hers.

She was in a large living room of seventy or eighty square meters. This is neither her home, nor the house where she had been to Zhang Jingchan.

Chinese-style decoration, simple and elegant. Even the tables and benches are made of precious materials, and the classical crystal lamps on the ceiling shine quietly, filling the room with a glimmer of light.

The memory in Li Weiyi's mind has not eased up, holding her chin and thinking: Is this her family developed because of that lottery prize? Or did Zhang Jingchan change his taste?

It felt like opening a blind box, and she stood up with great interest and began to tour the house. She noticed a few pairs of men's leather shoes and sneakers in the shoe closet. Next to the dining table is a whole wall of bookcases, most of which are books on finance and literature and history. However, there is also a row of painting books sandwiched in the middle.

Li Weiyi curled her lips and smiled.

Passing through the large living room, there is a corridor, and the total area of this house is only 300 square meters. The first room on the right-hand side was an oversized cloakroom, twice the size of her previous bedroom.

The cloakroom was brightly lit, and the dark brown wardrobe was filled with men's coats, suits, shirts, ties, and some men's casual clothes. In one corner, there are dozens of pairs of men's leather shoes, as well as a few big-name men's briefcases. Everything looks good and worth a lot of money.

Whose home is this, the answer is imminent.

Next to the cloakroom, there is a toilet, frosted glass, and the water mist is hazy. She could vaguely see a tall figure bathing inside.

Li Weiyi immediately shrank to the wall, his face turned a little red, and said in his heart: After 8 years, am I so close to Zhang Jingchan? I was sitting in his living room and waiting, and he was bathing in it. This...... What's the relationship?

Oh...... She stretched out her hand to cover her face, thinking that she hadn't even kissed him, it must be Zhang Jingchan who is not a person! No wonder he said in the unfathomable sense yesterday that when she woke up, she would know what he was going to do.

(End of chapter)