However, the beast did not go any further.

Instead, he handed out the food box in his hand: "This is my ...... I asked Aunt Qin to do it. Even if you don't want to see me, you can't even let Aunt Qin's heart down. ”

She was angry: "I will live up to it." ”

The hard-mouthed and arrogant appearance is also so cute.

"You take it, and I won't bother you." He whispered.

Song Wanyue took it in a huff and closed the door without looking back.

After a set of smooth movements, he finally leaned against the door very spinelessly, looking out through the cat's eye.

Duan Baiting did not leave immediately, but stood outside the door for a while.

The smile on his face when he faced her slowly retracted, showing a little tiredness, pressed his eyebrows, and forced himself to cheer up.

Finally, he looked in the direction of the door, and his eyes seemed to be covered with a deep fog, and even if he looked carefully, he could not see what he was thinking.

For example, at this moment, he was leaning against the wall, looking at the door that separated him from Song Wanyue.

Motionless.

Song Wanyue couldn't guess what he was thinking, but he rarely did it like today, and the mist under his eyes opened a crack.

She saw the sorrow of restraint.

Song Wanyue's heart tingled inexplicably, especially when she remembered the gentle smile on her face when she remembered that he had just handed her the food box.

He was coaxing her, and it was like he was ingratiating.

Pray that she will give herself another chance, whether it is to explain or apologize.

Don't just give up on him.

Song Wanyue resisted the urge to open the door and turned to sit on the sofa.

She had often thought about this question in the past, and Duan Baiting had always held back her feelings, wouldn't she get tired?

It turns out that when he is out of sight of others, he will also be sad and tired.

My eyes suddenly became sour, and my vision became blurry.

She raised her hand and rubbed it, Shizuka said that feeling sorry for a man is the beginning of the fall.

So now, is she falling?

Song Wanyue stood up slowly, and finally walked to the door.

But by the time she opened the door, he was gone.

In the empty hallway, there was a little sandalwood left on his body, which reassured her and relied on the smell.

She started crying again, inexplicably, and had been crying a lot lately.

Crying while eating, she can still eat the taste of the food, it is obvious that Duan Baiting made it, and what is Aunt Qin.

There is nowhere to vent her emotions, so she can only call Shizuka.

Shizuka has been bored lately, and she is also happy to give her an analysis.

"Then do you still want to be nice to him?"

Song Wanyue stuffed a large piece of beef stew in her mouth, she couldn't finish chewing it, her speech was slurred, and she cried: "I want to burn it." ”

Shizuka listened for a long time before she understood what she was saying, "Of course I want to."

"But do you think it's too much of a loss to forgive him like that?"

Song Wanyue was poked by her, and her voice gradually became quieter: "I just think he can't do this." I'm not angry, he lied to me, I'm still angry, he suddenly disappeared at that time, I was so sad, I was sad for a long time. ”

Shizuka, as a bystander, naturally knows.

At that time, she didn't think about tea and dinner, and lay in bed all day, depressed.

Otherwise, it will be inexplicable tears, and no matter how coaxed you are, you can't coax it.

Her mother even suspected that she was suffering from depression.

"He just said that he won't bother me anymore, what does it mean not to bother me. Does he want to leave me alone? It's his fault, if he doesn't coax me, there are men waiting in line to coax me! ”

As soon as she finished crying, the eldest lady began to be angry again, and she could think of her current appearance through her mobile phone.

It must be a pursed lip, and it is pitiful.

If conditions permit, the pillow next to her can't escape her fat beating.

Shizuka didn't hear Song Wanyue's dislike for Duan Baiting at all, but it was more like she was making trouble.

Shizuka said: "Since you don't know what to do, just hang it out, if he really doesn't come to you, it means that you don't have a high status in his heart." If he comes......"

Shizuka was silent for a moment, not knowing how to give advice, "In short, you should have a score in your own heart." ”

Song Wanyue looked confused, her gloved hand was still holding a roast chicken leg, and when she took a bite, the chicken didn't have time to swallow: "What spectrum?" ”

"You'll know when you see him."

Song Wanyue was even more confused, but before she could ask again, Shizuka had already hung up the phone.

She was stunned for a while, until she choked on the chicken thigh, and then she came back to her senses.

What spectrum?

What spectrum can she have?

Her head is empty now, and it's all Duan Baiting.

-

The temperature in the northern city rose for a while, and then dropped sharply overnight.

The snow did not begin to fall until noon, and by the afternoon the whole city was in a blank slate.

Today's meal is to pave the way for the listing of biotechnology, and although it is nine times out of ten, there are still unavoidable human feelings in the middle.

As the host, Duan Baiting naturally had to be present.

Several men who had passed middle age and had a calm temperament, dressed in a low-key manner, talked to him with a smile: "A few years ago, I was fortunate to have dinner at the same table with Mr. Duan, and I heard him mention his virtuous nephew, but I didn't expect to meet him so soon. ”

Duan Baiting smiled humbly, raised his wine glass and saluted: "It's Baiting's honor." ”

He is very good at this, and his camouflage is also leaky.

As the host, leaving the table early is rude.

So he appeared a little drunk, and sat down with a weak body.

When the man saw this, he hurriedly called his assistant in: "Let's come here first today, the virtuous nephew has also drunk a lot, go back and rest early." ”

Duan Baiting politely shirked a few words, and finally pushed the boat down the river.

The special assistant followed behind him, called the driver, and had to keep an eye on him at all times, for fear that he would not be able to stand on his feet after drinking and fall.

As a result, after the man left the box, he was still a little drunk.

His eyes instantly returned to his senses, his steps were calm, and he walked quickly.

It's like being in a hurry to go to someone, to meet someone.

Song Wanyue went to the room with a pillow on her shoulder, sat on the bay window, and watched the snow outside.

She watched as long as the snow fell.

Even the passage of time has been forgotten.

It wasn't until someone knocked on the door outside that she pulled her thoughts back.

She vaguely knew who it was, and reason was telling her that she couldn't go.

She is obviously still angry, and since she is angry, she has to have a little backbone.

But the body was still very honest, not controlled by the brain, and got up and went to open the door.

Sure enough, standing behind the door was a face she knew and missed.

He raised his knocking hand and before he could retract it, he lowered his eyelids when the door opened.

When he put down his hand, he smiled lightly and asked her if she had eaten.

Song Wanyue smelled the strong smell of wine on his body and frowned: "Drinking?" ”

He smiled and nodded: "I drank a little bit during the entertainment, not much." ”

Song Wanyue didn't speak.

He waited for a while, and saw that she really didn't seem to have any intention of speaking, so he handed her the food box in his hand: "Dinner." ”

Song Wanyue didn't answer: "You don't have to send it to me anymore, I've already eaten it." ”

Duan Baiting asked her, "Have you really eaten it?" ”

She looked evasive: "I've eaten it." ”

He smiled lowly: "Next time you lie, remember to be more firm in your eyes." ”

Song Wanyue was extremely annoyed, her beautiful eyes were round, and good-looking people were even angry with a kind of coquettishness, without the slightest lethality.

Perhaps, even if she stabbed him with a knife, it would be lovely in his eyes.

She snorted haughtily, and finally reached out viciously to take it.

It wasn't until after closing the door that she shed her disguise and leaned down on the cat's eye to look out.

This man drank alcohol and didn't know how to rest at home.

He stood outside for a while as usual, taking out all his cigarettes, but suddenly remembering that smoking was prohibited in the hotel, he took back his cigarette case.

Then he raised his eyes, and his gaze caught the cat's eye on the door with unmistakable accuracy.

It was as if he was looking at her behind the door.

Song Wanyue was stunned.

He must have been, spotted himself peeking at him.

Frightened, she returned to her room and covered herself under the covers.