Dyed

When they got downstairs, Mingzheng asked Luo Wenying to wait for her, took the car and drove to her side, Luo Wenying got in the car and buckled up her seat belt, "Let's eat nearby."

Mingzheng held her hand, Luo Wenying retreated but couldn't let go, Mingzheng's thin lips pursed into words, "Is there anyone who doesn't even hold a hand when they're in love?"

"Mingzheng, did I not tell you clearly enough?" Luo Wenying felt her grip tightening, but she still insisted, "Song Jinzhuo is my boyfriend."

"I'm on you, what's wrong with me?" Mingzheng's eyes looked straight at Luo Wenying, "Could it be the same thing, Song Jinzhuo told you, how long have you known each other before he can say he loves you?"

Luo Wenying said in a rare calm tone, "He never told me."

The corners of Mingzheng's stern mouth tightened, "Wen Ying, before I tell you, no matter who it is, whether the other party loves you or not, let alone how you feel about him, you would rather choose such a relationship than Are you willing to come back with me?"

Luo Wenying pursed her lips stubbornly, did he see through the matter until now?

"Yes."

After a sudden brake, the seat belt pulled Luo Wenying's upper body back, and Mingzheng put his right hand on the back of Luo Wenying's chair, "If you want to listen, I can say it. After we finish speaking, we..."

Luo Wenying turned to look at him, "Can you really tell?" She picked up a bitter smile, "Let's drive, we have to go back to work after dinner."

Mingzheng suddenly made a sharp U-turn in front of him, Luo Wenying calmed down, "Where are you going?"

"Didn't you say you want to eat?"

Gradually deviated from the mountain road, Luo Wenying glanced at her watch, "What time is it, you can find a place to eat."

Mingzheng turned a deaf ear and drove the car in front of a mountain villa. The cool weather matched the blue sky and white clouds.

It was the first time for Luo Wenying to come to this place. Under the blue and green parasols were round tables, which were propped on the strips of wood. Mingzheng took her hand and sat down, picking up a menu.

Luo Wenying sat there without saying a word. After Mingzheng finished ordering, he took a cup and poured soda for her in the self-service beverage cart. With a glass of soda, my mood fluctuates with the rippling bubbles of the soda.

"Drink it, it's lemon flavored." Mingzheng took the straw and put it in. "It's all homemade."

The dishes are actually very simple, but due to the quiet location and the fact that the boss has really put a lot of thought into it, Luo Wenying's taste is surprisingly good.

Mingzheng kept picking up vegetables for her, and after the meal, he picked an orange for her. Luo Wenying stared at the familiar movements of the man's fingers. She was a little dazed, and Mingzheng put the whole orange into the bowl at her hand. Luo Wenying turned her head away, "Let's go back."

"The company doesn't have much to do. This afternoon is a holiday."

"Just because you're okay doesn't mean I'm okay."

Ming Zheng got up and sat beside Luo Wenying, "How long has it been since we had dinner together like this?"

Luo Wenying was blocked by him, "I don't remember."

He took her hand and walked out, Luo Wenying shook it vigorously, Mingzheng walked in front, and she had to keep up with her strength.

Just walking stiffly along the road, surrounded by a circle of villas, Luo Wenying walked very slowly because of her high heels, Mingzheng gradually matched her speed, he grabbed her shoulders and walked forward, she tried her best to separate herself from him .

"Smell Sakura."

"doing what?"

They didn't even have an umbrella under the scorching sun, and they were probably the only couple who could hug each other like this.

"Fu Ran and I are no longer possible. I know better than anyone else that the relationship that is full of feelings is always unaccounted for. I used to feel regretful. If I could tell her when I left, if At that time, I dragged her into the water desperately and got engaged to her, if I could completely open my heart to her during the two years since Chengyou left, would everything be different today?"

Mingzheng seemed to be talking to himself, but the words that came out of his lips were so sad that even Luo Wenying felt sorry for him.

Her heart was in pain like being cut and gouged, but she was held tightly by his shoulders, and she had no choice but to listen to Ming Zheng's words.

"My feelings for Fu Ran have never been concealed or avoided in front of you, and I have never denied it. I once couldn't figure it out. We knew each other earlier than her and Cheng You. I always thought that Fu Ran knew that I loved her. How was it."

Ming Zheng narrowed his gaze, "All the things I took for granted turned out to be in vain. One day, I remember that it was in Cun Kun's office. Fu Ran said to me thank you for taking care of her, like a brother. I tried to ask her, she But the face was full of surprise, saying that what else could there be except the relationship between brother and sister? At least, I never said that I love her in front of her. "

Ming Zheng still remembers Fu Ran's expression that day, "At that time, I really didn't know what mood I was in."

The relationship I have always held on to is said to be a brother-sister relationship, which has been unbearable for so many years, but it is very common in the eyes of others. I am afraid that few people can bear this kind of contrast.

Luo Wenying stared at the ground and walked forward, but Mingzheng grabbed her palm and interlocked, "I knew that Fu Ran and I would never be able to, her life is moving forward, and I don't want to stop at the same place forever , Wen Ying, I have feelings for you, and I also care about..."

Luo Wenying was dazzled by the scorching sun, and Ming Zheng's words turned around. She was almost unprepared, and she was stunned by the head-on beating.

Mingzheng retracted her steps, and the tall figure stood in front of Luo Wenying, her eyes narrowed slightly, and the sunlight that leaked from the bottom of the pool happened to hit her face from the man's shoulders, and she was slightly pierced and couldn't open her eyes.

Mingzheng held her face with both hands, Luo Wenying had to raise her chin, "Mingzheng, if you want to say something, say it, have you thought about the timing?"

"What timing do you want?" Ming Zheng said it as a matter of course, "You love me, and I like you too, isn't this the best timing?"

If it wasn't for liking and caring, what would explain the fear every time and the torment and anger when seeing her with Song Jinzhuo?

Luo Wenying insisted on his intentions from the beginning, but unconsciously filled her heart, but she just kept it there and didn't say it out.

As Ming Zheng approached, her eyes flickered, and her lips were grasped forcefully.