Dyed

Luo Wenying walked to the door, seemed to have said a few words to Song Jinzhuo, and then closed the door.

Ming Zheng stood where he was, originally wanted to clarify something with Luo Wenying, but he stayed up all night after returning home, thinking about it, and felt that at least you love me was inappropriate, now seeing Song Jinzhuo coming out of her room, If you just went in, you definitely wouldn't say to change clothes.

The only explanation is that Song Jinzhuo stayed there for one night.

What Ming Zheng finds difficult to accept is not this fact, he knows that Luo Wenying loves him, and also knows Luo Wenying's disposition, it is impossible to do nonsense.

But there was one thing that proved best, that she was really going to abandon him and start a new life.

Mingzheng looked up and saw Song Jinzhuo walking towards him, but he didn't step forward, but turned and entered the elevator.

It wasn't until the elevator door closed that Mingzheng's eyes retracted from a distance, and he pressed his fingers between his brows. Luo Wenying was right, he was selfish, he was obviously having a hard time, but he still tied Luo Wenying to accompany him.

Back in the room, Ming Zheng threw himself on the big bed, his unprecedented fatigue overwhelmed him in an instant, he felt that he didn't even have the strength to get up.

Luo Wenying's hoarse reprimand seemed to be in his ears, Ming Zheng closed his eyes tightly, his limbs were sore and numb.

Half an hour later, Luo Wenying and Song Jinzhuo were sitting in the restaurant of the hotel. Song Jinzhuo was in a hurry to return to Linshi, had breakfast with Luo Wenying, and then drove away quickly.

Luo Wenying sat in the hall and waited for Mingzheng, seeing the time passing by, but there was still no sign of the man.

The driver came in stride, Luo Wenying got up, thinking that Ming Zheng was already in the car, "I'm still waiting here, I didn't expect..."

"The president didn't come down," the driver said, "I saw that the time was up, so I came here to ask."

Luo Wenying glanced at the time again, Mingzheng was never late, she went to the front desk without hesitation, "Excuse me, please help me set up a reminder service, please?"

"Ok."

Ming Zheng vaguely heard the phone ringing in the room non-stop, he wanted to ignore it, but the non-stop sound almost pierced his eardrums, so he simply picked up the phone.

A mechanical female voice came from inside, "Hello, your reminder service has arrived..."

The man dropped the microphone on the bedside table.

Luo Wenying and the driver waited for another long while, and turned to the last page of the magazine in her hand. Luo Wenying saw that the news on the financial section had Ming Zheng's report, which was still the content of the previous two issues.

The man's lips are thin, the bridge of his nose is strong and straight, and the eyebrows and eyes are clearly photographed. Luo Wenying's fingers can't help stroking his face, and he rarely smiles in the external photos.

After seeing the time agreed with the other party's company, a call was made to Luo Wenying's mobile phone. She pushed that there was a traffic jam, but the other party politely didn't press her any further.

Luo Wenying planned to go upstairs, she asked the driver to get the car ready, took the elevator to the floor where Mingzheng lived, she found the room number and rang the doorbell.

No one came to answer the door, but just now the front desk explained that Zheng answered the phone, indicating that he must be inside.

Luo Wenying simply slapped the door panel with her palm, "Ming Zheng!"

After waiting for a while, but still not hearing the slightest movement, Luo Wenying pressed the doorbell and said, "Cunkun is yours. If you don't take it to heart, I will go back to Ying'an City. Anyway, this plan..."

Before the words were finished, the door was suddenly opened, Mingzheng was already fully dressed, his cold and deep eyes swept over Luo Wenying in front of him, strangeness and alienation loomed at the bottom of the pool.

Some things were deliberately hidden in his heart, he looked normal, and walked forward beside Luo Wenying.

She stepped forward to close the door and followed Ming Zheng with big strides.

The two walked into the elevator one after another. There was no one else in the small space. Luo Wenying lowered her head. After venting a lot last night, she felt that there was nothing left to say.

Mingzheng also remained silent from the beginning to the end, until the elevator door dinged open, Luo Wenying glanced at Mingzheng beside him from the corner of his eye, saw his closed eyelids open, and then walked out before her without saying a word.

Luo Wenying followed behind, watching the man's high-spirited back walk out of the hall, everything seemed to be back to how they were when they first met, his guard against others and his reluctance to get close once made Luo Wenying feel palpitations, It turned out that they were still in the same place after going around, and he walked in front, but this time, Luo Wenying would not chase again.

The two got into the car, and the driver started the engine. Perhaps he felt that the atmosphere in the car was too depressing. He turned on the stereo, and a song "Reappearing Yesterday" echoed in his ears with a sad and distant tune. Luo Wenying was thoughtful , Mingzheng turned his gaze away from the window, his eyes lost in thought and he didn't know where to stare.

The driver drove them to the scene, except for the communication necessary for business affairs, Ming Zheng hardly spoke a word to Luo Wenying.

After two days, everything here has been dealt with.

Song Jinzhuo called Luo Wenying in advance, saying that he was going back to Ying'an City first, and he was in a hurry when he left, so he hung up the phone before he could say a few words.

Mingzheng and Luo Wenying were still sitting in the first-class cabin. In order to avoid unnecessary embarrassment, Luo Wenying turned his face away from the cabin after boarding the plane, while Mingzheng still chose the method of not seeing but not seeing.

He closed his eyes to rest, and the time they spend together alone passed by like this.

Luo Wenying didn't tell Song Jinzhuo what time the plane was due to. There was a special car waiting outside the airport. Luo Wenying followed Ming Zheng and the driver came down to take the things in their hands.

"Wen Ying." A black Lexus parked beside him, Song Jinzhuo poked his head out, "Get in the car."

"How do you know I'm coming back at this time?"

Song Jinzhuo smiled and motioned her to come closer, "I have great powers, let's go and take you to dinner."

Luo Wenying couldn't help but glanced at Mingzheng, the man sat halfway into the car, he gave the driver a wink, and then the whole figure disappeared into Luo Wenying's eyes.

The driver came over and handed Luo Wenying's luggage back to her.

Song Jinzhuo got out of the car and opened the passenger seat door for her. The two cars started almost at the same time, but they were running in opposite directions.

The weather was hot, Luo Wenying just got off the plane, her appetite was not good, Song Jinzhuo took her to eat and drove the car towards her home, "Go back and have a good sleep, I may not be free tomorrow, I will see you on the weekend."

Luo Wenying nodded, "Thank you for picking me up so late."

Song Jinzhuo held her hand in his palm, "Thank you, you are my girlfriend now, and that's what you should be."

Luo Wenying leaned her head against the back of the chair, her lips were lightly drawn, at least there would be no pressure when being with Song Jinzhuo, he had his work circle, and he would not deliberately ignore other things for her, which made Luo Wenying feel Easy.

Back at the apartment, Song Jinzhuo helped carry Luo Wenying's luggage up, which were actually just a change of clothes and special products bought in Dong'an City.

Luo Wenying called Song Jinzhuo to sit down on the sofa, and took out a copy and put it on the coffee table, "You can take it back and give it to your uncle and aunt later."

"Okay," Song Jinzhuo raised one leg, "They will definitely say that it's you, the daughter-in-law, who is sensible."

Luo Wenying looked up at him, and saw the man staring at her with a half-smile, "Do you want a drink? How about coffee?"

"can."

Luo Wenying started to make coffee with familiar movements, and within a moment, the living room was filled with the unique aroma of coffee. She likes this kind of petty bourgeois life, not for showing off, making coffee and reading books, and the occasional impetuous mood will be much better.

Song Jinzhuo stayed for an hour before he was willing to leave. Luo Wenying sent him out. He was not in good spirits at first, so he didn't stay longer. After tidying up the kitchen, Luo Wenying went to the bathroom to take a shower.

It was getting late and late, but I couldn't fall asleep anyway.

Seeing that the wall clock on the wall swung towards 11 o'clock, Luo Wenying got up and went to the living room to pour a glass of water. When she was away, a nanny came to clean it, but Luo Wenying didn't like it anyway, so she simply ran to the bathroom to get a bucket of water , picked up a clean towel and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows to wipe.

The lights in the living room are all turned on, and there are almost no people in the community. If you look up, you can see the strangeness of a certain floor. Luo Wenying put a stool under her feet, and she kept waving her arms. She didn't know what to vent. , I just want to make myself more tired so that I can sleep better.

Mingzheng was sitting in the car, the cigarette between his fingers was about to burn out, his fingers were so hot that he didn't know it, he stared at the figure on the sixth floor, the car was so quiet that he could even hear his own smoking, he restrained himself. With the urge to go upstairs, his eyes were bloodshot due to tiredness, Mingzheng sighed, and finally drove away.

Back at that deserted home, Zhao Lan knew that he was coming back today, but she didn't see him until very late, and after calling to know that he was at the company, she felt relieved.

Ming Zheng changed his shoes at the entrance and went upstairs, without turning on any lights, he almost dragged his legs back to the room.

The next day, Luo Wenying deliberately put on eye makeup before leaving the house. She couldn't help it. She didn't close her eyes almost all night last night. When she walked into the Qiankun hall, she saw Xiao Zhu and Xie Nan waiting for the elevator.

Seeing Luo Wenying approaching, Xiao Zhu waved excitedly, "eve."

Xie Nan also greeted obediently.

Luo Wenying didn't show too much surprise when she saw the two get together again, Xiao Zhu chirped, "Eve, when did you come back yesterday?"

"It's 5 o'clock."

"You didn't go back to the company, did you?"

Luo Wenying nodded, "It just so happened that I got off work, so I went home."

"Look, the boss is still dedicated to his work." Xiao Zhu muttered.

"What's the matter, boss?" Xie Nan blurted out, realizing that he was asking too hastily, and looked at Luo Wenying cautiously. Fortunately, Luo Wenying didn't seem interested, and his eyes were fixed on the elevator number keys.

Xiao Zhu once again showed his gossip traits, "The boss came to the company yesterday. You didn't work overtime so you didn't see it. I happened to be sorting out materials in the office. I saw that he was dusty and his face was not good. I was unlucky to be alone. The phone call asked me to send half of the documents to the office, and I guess he won't go back until the early morning when he is not busy."

Xie Nan was a little lost in thought, "Are you still working so hard when you come back from a business trip?"

"Isn't it?" Xiao Zhu looked at Luo Wenying, "Eve, is everything going well in Dong'an City?"

Luo Wenying said the word "Smooth", and then walked into the elevator.