his back

13.

The well-planned plan was broken by the sudden appearance of Ji Chennan.

It was impossible to go to the noodle shop, Song Wan went back home, and Ji Chennan shamelessly followed upstairs.

As soon as he entered, he slumped on the sofa like mud, tore off his tie and cried out that he was tired.

Song Wan ignored him, walked straight into the kitchen, and started making breakfast.

He suddenly felt hungry.

Ji Chennan lay on the sofa for a while, smelled a little fragrance, got up and went to the kitchen.He didn't wear slippers, and it wasn't cold this month.The sound of walking was completely absorbed by the socks, causing the little boss to almost spill the egg liquid when he hugged the little boss from behind.

"Well you..."

Ji Chennan's confinement made it difficult for Song Wan to turn her head back, she turned slightly sideways, and all she could see were hair.

washed?He was puzzled, and the refreshing fragrance lingered in his nostrils.

Ji Chennan buried himself on Song Wan's shoulder and dangled him around.

"In such a good mood today?" The man's voice was muffled, as if he hadn't fully woken up yet, "I'm still making breakfast."

Song Wan asked back, "Aren't you hungry?"

The man groaned and didn't speak.

Song Wan: "By the way, you don't have to go to work today?"

Ji Chennan: "Yes, but I have asked the company for leave."

Song Wan: "So casual?!"

Ji Chennan: "Of course not, I will deduct money and cry."

Song Wan felt cold and got goose bumps all over her body.

He elbowed Ji Chennan, who was tightly entwined like an octopus, and said in disgust, "Can you let go? I'm disturbing my work."

"Huh?" Ji Chennan tilted his head with difficulty, and tried to open his eyes a little, "What are you doing? Fried eggs? Poached eggs? I want to drink coffee."

"No." Song Wan was straightforward.

"It's so cruel." Ji Chennan pinched Song Wan's waist.

With this pinch, Song Wan, who was caught off guard, blushed. Immediately, a bowl of egg liquid was poured into the pot, and there was a loud piercing noise. Song Wan hurriedly turned down the fire, and said viciously: "You If you touch me again, I will kick you!"

Ji Chennan showed his usual nasal smile, close at hand, as if close to his ear.

"very scary."

The little boss's ears turned red.

When Ji Chennan saw it, he smiled and said nothing, and kissed the exposed neck.

Song Wan groaned, half-closed his eyes to bear it, the back of his neck was numb, and he ran in an unknown direction, the world in front of him seemed to become blurred, and he was panting uncontrollably.

Waiting too long can cause the body to react more sensitively than usual.

Ji Chennan smiled, let go of him suddenly, and rubbed his hair by the way: "Do things with peace of mind."

Song Wan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly went from hot to cold.His body is still yearning for the warm embrace just now, and his senses are also reminiscing uncontrollably.

unusual--

The eggs in the pot were crackling, Song Wan clutched the back of her neck and turned her head to see Ji Chennan leaving.

It has always been a fact that men like their backs, although I don't understand where the bad taste left over.But in the past, Ji Chennan would have taken the opportunity to reach into his clothes and caress the back of his favorite, watching his helpless and embarrassing appearance before stopping his hands.

It has never been like today, just a touch of water, just a kiss.

It's like the intimacy between a normal couple, and it's like comforting.

Because of Ji Chennan's abnormality, the breakfast was not satisfactory.Ji Chennan looked at the whole plate of bright yellow eggs in front of him, feeling a bit at a loss as to what to do. "This?" He poked with his chopsticks.

"Shut up and eat." Afraid of being exposed, Song Wan threatened, and stuffed a large egg into his mouth.

He originally wanted to fry two beautiful poached eggs, but Ji Chennan made trouble, which caused him to leave a stain on the perfect cooking history in the past, and he was angry just thinking about it.

Everything was disturbed, whether it was the plan to get up early, the ordinary life, and the quiet mind.

"Yes, obey." Ji Chennan had no choice but to eat two chopsticks, put it down, and ate the baked bread instead.

"By the way, what's for lunch?"

Halfway through eating the bread, he murmured as if he suddenly thought of it.

Song Wan quickly disposed of all the eggs: "Why do you always want to eat them?"

Ji Chennan blinked: "Isn't it human nature to eat and drink?"

"Stop." Song Wan gouged him out, "Eat leftovers."

When Ji Chennan heard it, he actually expressed a bit of aggrieved expression, which made Song Wan feel terrified.He looked like a cat crying for a mouse, it was pitifully fake.

"Recently...do you like to murder me more and more?" Ji Chennan pretended to be careless.

Song Wan was at a loss for words, her face was a little numb, and then inexplicably turned into a trace of anger, and said in a low voice, "Then don't let me do this."

Ji Chennan was stunned for a moment, the meaning of the little boss was simply to let him stop being arrogant.

It's really interesting, others hope that the other party will treat them better, but Song Wan, when exposed to a little kindness, is like a cat whose tail has been stepped on, jumping three feet high.

Ji Chennan avoided this topic, and asked slowly: "What are the leftovers?"

"Kung Pao Chicken." The little boss hesitated.

When Ji Chennan heard it, he smiled: "That's not bad."

He ate the last bit of bread, drank a glass of milk, stood up and swayed wildly into the bedroom.

"Hi!" Song Wan called him, surprised, "Are you really not going to the company?"

From the bedroom came the voice of a man who was lazy to a certain extent: "The spring night is bitter and the short day is high, and the king will not go to court early." Ji Chennan straight fell on the bed, seeing the pillow he bought for himself on the bed, feeling extremely satisfied .

Song Wan understood the meaning of the words, swallowed the milk in one gulp, and said fuck|you|mom in her heart.

Ji Chennan slept very contentedly this time, he turned off the alarm clock, and slept until he woke up naturally.

When I opened my eyes, the sky outside the window had already turned dark blue, the afterglow of the setting sun was very eye-catching, and the clouds in the sky were dyed a bewitching blood red.

Ji Chennan was a little dazed, and looked at his phone uncertainly.

He actually slept until 6 o'clock in the evening, which has never happened after working in this city.Ji Chennan once stayed up all night for two nights to finish his work, and went to work the next day full of energy, looking as if he wanted money rather than life.

Ji Chennan turned over, the sense of greed and laziness was still there, he still didn't want to wake up at this moment.

There was a faint yellow light pouring into the bedroom, Ji Chennan smelled the fragrance, and guessed that Song Wan was preparing dinner.

He was sleeping peacefully on the bed, and the people who lived with him politely did not disturb him, but prepared meals for him. This kind of happiness, Ji Chennan felt shiveringly in his heart.

After dawdling for a while, Ji Chennan got up, scratched his hair and went out.

Song Wan was busy in the kitchen, when Ji Chennan saw him put on that blue plaid apron again, he felt reverie.The sound of cooking was a bit loud, and Ji Chennan was not wearing slippers, so Song Wan didn't notice that he had woken up at all.The man hesitated for a while, somehow feeling that the way the little boss was cooking was very warm, especially with the warm light under the kitchen hood, he thought it would be better not to make do with it.

Ji Chennan went to the shoe rack to get his slippers, and went to the bathroom to wash up.

Come out refreshingly, Song Wan is still busy, Ji Chennan has nothing to do, and then returns to the bedroom.There is a bookshelf in the bedroom, but there are many messy things on it.He propped his back to look at this bookshelf with a different style, and inevitably laughed at the unique style of the little boss.

A few books were rarely placed in the top corner, and Ji Chennan reached out to get them curiously.

It seemed that Song Wan seldom read it, it was covered with dust.He raised his hand and patted it, and the dust flew into his nose, itching. "What are these?" Ji Chennan wiped away the dust on the paper, and it turned out to be three Hans Christian Andersen fairy tales.

Ji Chennan: "..."

It turns out that the little boss not only has a girlish heart, but also a childlike heart.

After being speechless for a while, the man kindly shook off the ashes on the paper, intending to put it back in its original place.

A photo fell from the book, fluttering, Ji Chennan hummed, and bent down to pick up the photo that was floating on the ground.The photo was dated, and the surface was covered with a layer of yellow stains, and the characters on it could barely be seen clearly.

There were three people, a man and a woman squatting halfway, with a child standing in the middle.The child has black hair and smiles very lovably at the camera.Ji Chennan could almost tell at a glance that this boy was Song Wan when he was a child.Compared with the photos, Song Wan didn't change much when she grew up, but her body was stretched and the baby fat on her face disappeared, making her look more delicate.

Ji Chennan carefully held the photo, moved it back, and leaned lazily against the bed.

He glanced at Xiao Song Wan for a while, then turned his gaze to the two adults behind him.Song Wan's father wore a pair of glasses and looked very gentle, while Song's mother was black and straight, very beautiful, and had a gentle smile.If you look at it from the perspective of others, this is really a talented man and a beautiful woman, and the family is happy, so many people can't envy her.

Who knew so many things would happen later.

Ji Chennan turned his gaze back to the center of the photo, Xiao Song Wan with a bright smile.

What a smile, he thought, and would like to see a smile like that again.

Ji Chennan sat up straight, and suddenly wanted to go to the kitchen to meet the little boss, and began to tidy up the books frivolously, when the mobile phone that was thrown on the quilt hummed maliciously.

The man froze for a moment, then hesitantly picked it up and looked at it.

It was a WeChat message from Bai Mu.

"Are you off work?" she asked, "I found a good place while I was wandering alone, do you want to come and see?"

Ji Chennan didn't know what to say for a while, Bai Mu was a good opportunity for him to decide to return to the right path.

He looked at the information, looked down at the photo pinched in his hand, and looked up again.

"it is good."

Ji Chennan replied to the message.

Frightened, as if after a big battle, exhausted consciousness swept up like a tide.

Bai Mu replied quickly: "Then I'll send you the address."

Ji Chennan held the phone in his palm, as if he was holding an enemy.

He sat in Song Wan's bedroom for 2 minutes, a complete 2 minutes. During these 2 minutes, he kept looking at his phone, as if he was hoping that time would pass slowly, but he didn't seem to think about anything.

After 2 minutes, Ji Chennan stood up, put the photo back into the book, and restored everything.

He adjusted his appearance in front of the mirror, put on his coat, and patted the little yellow man's head beside the pillow before leaving.

kitchen.

Song Wan had just finished frying the vegetables and brought them to the table bowl by bowl.

When he looked up, he saw Ji Chennan coming out, his eyebrows were curved, and he said with a smile: "Come and eat..."

Before the word "rice" was uttered, he was consciously swallowed by the sensitive little boss.He could see that Ji Chennan was different, he was dressed neatly and formally, as if he was about to go out.

Sure enough, he came over, glanced at the dishes on the table, and said to him, "I want to go out."

Song Wan put his hands behind his back and rubbed each other awkwardly, "Oh." He lowered his head and answered.

Ji Chennan's gaze fell heavily on the top of his head, making Song Wan very uncomfortable.

He felt empty in his heart, and felt very upset that his good intentions were easily ignored like this.

Ji Chennan: "I might go out to eat, so..."

Song Wan bit her lower lip and said with restraint, "Got it."

Ji Chennan still had no intention of leaving, and stood in front of him like a pillar in the way, making Song Wan feel more uncomfortable the more he looked at it.

Ji Chennan hesitated: "...won't you ask me where I'm going?"

Not interested in.Song Wan answered in her heart.

Ji Chennan: "It's still the same person from last time."

Show affection, die quickly.Song Wan continued to speak harshly.

Ji Chennan was extremely helpless, and said with something in his words: "You don't know why I said these things?"

Unable to suppress the anger any longer, the little boss was already a little presumptuous by Ji Chennan, so he said angrily, "I don't know."

Seeing that Song Wan was angry, Ji Chennan simply pointed out: "If you don't want me to go, I won't go."

"No need." The angry Song Wan didn't listen to what Ji Chennan was saying, and opened his mouth to reply, "Anyway, I only cook for myself."

"Okay." Ji Chennan took the initiative to back down, "Then I'm leaving."

Song Wan turned her back and didn't look at him.

When Ji Chennan walked to the door, he couldn't help looking back at the little boss. Just looking at his back, he felt very thin, like the last leaf on a branch in a strong wind, devastated, helpless, and very pitiful.

Unfortunately, his idea of ​​staying was rejected, so Ji Chennan had no choice but to leave.

Song Wan strained her ears to listen to the sound until she heard the soft closing of the door, and the last flame in her heart was extinguished.

What's the matter, he complained, he's a jerk, he knows how to play with people, don't come to him if you want to see a woman, his house is not a public toilet, you can come and go whenever you want.

"Hmph, the food I cooked was delicious, but he didn't like it." Song Wan said to the empty kitchen. After Ji Chennan left, the whole apartment became extremely quiet, as if even these words echoed .

Song Wan took off the apron and hung it back to the original place. He didn't leave immediately, but his eyes stayed on the blue plaid apron, remembering that Ji Chennan had messed with him while cooking in the kitchen, unbuttoned his apron, teased him, and hugged him to the chopping board .

Anger still persisted, Song Wan held her breath and went to get the bowls and chopsticks.

He sat down at the table, and the chair rattled harshly.

I don't know if it's because of a change in mentality, but the yellow light in the kitchen made every dish shiny and greasy, making him lose his appetite at all.The second-processed Kung Pao Chicken is placed in the middle, which is very eye-catching.

Song Wan was still thinking about it, and picked up the dish with chopsticks.The chicken nuggets were covered in sauce, a little slippery and small, and the little boss didn't pick them up.Once, twice, he suddenly dropped the chopsticks.The chopsticks hit the porcelain bowl, splashed and slid to the ground.

For the first time, Song Wan lost her temper because of Ji Chennan.

Unable to restrain himself, negative emotions kept clamoring on the high ground, dragging him to a bad place.

Song Wan was panting, his face flushed with anger, he got off the chair, squatted down slowly and habitually, squatted under the table, and hugged himself.

Ji Chennan drove there, only to realize that the place Bai Mu wanted to share with him was an old bookstore.

This bookstore is different from the others. It is half bookshelves and half a leisure area. The leisure area provides exquisite desserts, juices and coffee, as well as WiFi. People who are tired of reading can go here to drink coffee and eat something before surfing the Internet.

When Ji Chennan arrived, Bai Mu was waiting for him at the door.

"You're here." Seeing Ji Chennan parked his car and came out, she happily stepped forward.

Ji Chennan smiled and didn't speak.

Bai Mu didn't mind the man's attitude, and continued: "I also found this place by accident. I was a little bored in the hotel in the morning. Considering that you have to go to work, I'm sorry to disturb you, so I went out for a stroll."

Ji Chennan: "Do you like reading?"

He didn't want to tell Bai Mu about not going to work today.

Bai Mu nodded: "I brought this book with me when I came here, so I'll read it if I have nothing to do at night, "Sophie's World", have you read it?"

Ji Chennan said that he hadn't heard of it at all, but he didn't want to be embarrassed, so he hurriedly said: "No, but it sounds interesting. You can borrow it from me when you finish watching."

I have to say that Ji Chennan is very good at finding topics, and it is easy to create an ambiguous atmosphere.

It sounds like there is a future ahead.

Bai Mu was very happy, first of all he didn't deny his hobbies, on the contrary he respected them very much.When I was in college, there was a time when Bai Mu and some boys in the same class went out to play with her roommates. At the dinner table, those boys heard that she usually didn't play games or surf the Internet, and devoted herself to the sea of ​​books, and even called her a nerd.The second is that Ji Chennan is actually willing to participate in her hobbies with her.There is nothing more satisfying than meeting a like-minded partner.

"Okay." Bai Mu smiled sweetly, ""Sophie's World" is a novel written by the Norwegian writer Jostein Judd, about the history of Western philosophy. The book starts from the perspective of a little girl, full of fun, like This is a fairy tale, but it actually implies a lot of philosophies. Remember to read it patiently, and you will learn a lot."

Ji Chennan hummed.

The two walked into the old bookstore together. The environment inside was indeed very good, quiet, and the color tone was not a single gray one. The owner seemed to be a very good match.At first glance, it looks like a lot of colors are mixed together, but it is very comfortable, not messy at all, and it also adds a little youthful atmosphere.

A faint sweet scent lingers in the air.

Bai Mu continued to introduce: "I went in to browse before you came, and found that there are many old books in it, which are very interesting."

Ji Chennan: "It's rare for you to find such a place you like."

Bai Mu was excited: "Yes, I can stay here for a day."

She dragged Ji Chennan to the bookshelf to choose books. Ji Chennan had never been very interested in Western books, but because of the atmosphere, he asked Bai Mu to help him choose books.Bai Mu was very happy, and chose the not so difficult book for Ji Chennan.

Afterwards, they went to the rest area to ask for coffee, and sat and watched.

The two are sitting opposite each other, a small square table, where the books can be touched, full of unique taste.The aroma of coffee wafts through the nostrils.As soon as Bai Mu came into contact with the book, he devoted himself wholeheartedly and concentrated on it, completely ignoring the hazy mood carefully created by the store, and also ignoring Ji Chennan's uncontrollable dull expression when he flipped through the book.

Ji Chennan felt bored from the bottom of his heart, so he spread the book like this, leaned back slightly on the back of the chair.Compared with Bai Mu who was sitting upright, Ji Chennan's sitting posture looked lazy and ruffian.

The man boredly observed the layout of the store, looked around, and finally turned around to look at the woman in front of him.

The changing hues of the evening outside the window envelop the woman's delicate face and slender neck. This is a temperamental and beautiful person, and she is extremely proud to take it out.The only regret is that there is no throbbing in his heart.

From the beginning, to be honest, Ji Chennan didn't feel it. Even though his mother and aunt jokingly called her a good match, the man didn't think so.Back then at the wedding, he was thinking about Song Wan who was invited out to watch the fireworks. Now, he still thinks about Song Wan who was left behind by him.The light in the kitchen is yellow, very warm and feels like home.

Ji Chennan couldn't help thinking of when he was young, fifteen or sixteen years old, playing wildly with his classmates on the court, and running home sweating, while his mother was busy in the kitchen, preparing delicious meals for him.

Ji Chennan shook his head slightly, trying to get rid of this similarity.

It doesn't matter, he squeezed his fingers, and Bai Mu is still in the stage of blind date, they are very strange to each other, they need to adjust and get used to.

So Ji Chennan, who was so self-consoling, went downstairs to Song Wan's house after seeing off Bai Mu.

When he looked up at the other party's window, he seemed to hear a slap in the face.

However, the sense of restraint generated by morality and responsibility dissipated immediately after Bai Mu left, as if he had completed a arduous task, he was resurrected in place with full blood, and his mood became joyful and relaxed.

Ji Chennan and Bai Mu stayed together in the old bookstore until 8 o'clock in the evening. Ji Chennan, who only had a little breakfast, became sleepy as time went by, and his hunger continued to surge.However, Bai Mu in front of him was watching so intently that he was embarrassed to bother him because he wanted to eat.

It was already boring, and now hunger torture has been added.

Ji Chennan was very tormented.

Fortunately, at 8:[-], Bai Mu finally broke away from the sea of ​​books.

She looked at the mobile phone that had been left alone all the time, and said in surprise: "It's so late, I'm sorry, Mr. Ji. You work so hard all day, and you still have to stay here with me."

Both parties have said that they can call each other by their first names, but for some unknown reason, they still call Mr. and Miss strangely.

Ji Chennan lied: "It's okay, this book is very interesting."

He glanced at it and started to flip through the two pages of the book. Feeling a headache, he hurriedly closed it.

Bai Mu: "Then let's... go to dinner?"

Ji Chennan: "Okay."

Finally made it through, and even childishly said yes in my heart.

Before he walked out of the old bookstore, Ji Chennan was thinking about where to eat.In fact, he really wanted to go to the small restaurant or food stall that Chang Guan Gu had, where the food was plentiful and convenient, so he didn't know if Bai Mu would like it.The man looked into the night and felt that he could swallow a cow now.

After waiting by the car for a while, Bai Mu walked out of the bookstore.

She just went to sign up for a membership, and accidentally discovered that there are free postcards in the bookstore, where she can write down her impressions here, the most impressive words in the book, or the feeling after reading a book.This setting completely aroused Bai Mu's literary feelings, and immediately took a pen to select a postcard and start writing.

After writing the postcard and pasting it on the wall, Bai Mu looked back at Ji Chennan who was waiting by the car, feeling a sense of happiness in his heart.

"By the way, Mr. Ji." Bai Mu who came out later asked, "Do you like French food?"

Ji Chennan: "What?"

Bai Mu: "If you're used to eating, there used to be a French restaurant on this street..."

Ji Chennan held back the glutton in his heart who wanted to taste Chinese food: "Miss Bai, do you want to go?"

Shiragure shyly said, "It's just me, I really enjoy the atmosphere when tasting French food, it's very elegant."

Ji Chennan smiled: "Then let's go to that store."

Bai Mu nodded, originally she just wanted to make a suggestion, but unexpectedly Ji Chennan agreed, and her goodwill increased a lot.She got into the car with a smoky face, and watched the city lights drift through the window glass.There is nothing more beautiful than this when the lights are on and your lover is by your side.

Women who are deeply in love always inevitably fall into the illusion of self-created.

Ji Chennan hesitated downstairs. He had never had this kind of mentality in the past, and only regarded getting along with Song Wan as a kind of fun.But every time I take a step now, I will be firmly gripped by an unwarranted sense of guilt.The man will inevitably think of the details of getting along with Song Wan, what he will do with such a carefully prepared meal, and that plate of Kung Pao Chicken.

Ji Chennan went upstairs slowly while thinking.

French food is not terrible, but the details are annoying.When Ji Chennan took his seat, he felt that this environment matched Bai Mu very well.Ji Chennan is not belittling, Bai Mu is very temperamental, advocating an elegant atmosphere, and his family is also very wealthy.She should meet someone who is knowledgeable and caring.But he is false, nasty, impatient, and vulgar.

He keeps pretending now, but in the future, will he always treat this woman sincerely?

"sincere"? !When this word appeared, Ji Chennan inevitably laughed.

He's an asshole who can't be sincere about anything, especially feelings.Tang Ming had ridiculed him before, he was really afraid that one day he would be dragged into an alley and beaten violently.

Before he knew it, he came to the door of Song Wan's house.

Ji Chennan's mood slowly settled down as he looked at the dark-colored security door wrapped in the night.He couldn't say what he was thinking at the moment, but with the attitude of giving it a try, he knocked lightly on the closed door.

Once, there was no movement inside.

Ji Chennan's heart beat faster unconsciously.

He had to try knocking again.The sound of knocking on the door echoed in the empty corridor, which felt very empty.Ji Chennan has never experienced the feeling of wanting to enter someone's house so cautiously, nor has he ever experienced the feeling of needing such scruples about being alone.

Still nothing, silent, as if in a strange world.

A cold feeling spread from the soles of his feet to his whole body, Ji Chennan felt embarrassed and his fingers were weak.

He remembered Bai Mu's indistinct question when he was eating French food, "At this age, will you consider getting married?"

Why are you still here?Ask yourself, if the presumptuous entanglement was based on the vacancy period before, then now that you have a blind date, do you still need to come to see him?

A sneering smile curled up on Ji Chennan's mouth.

It seemed that all of a sudden, whether it was family members or unknown women, the topic of marriage was constantly being brought up.

He turned around and walked down the stairs one by one like when he first came.

After getting angry, I will always fall into a kind of fatigue that cannot be adjusted.

After sitting on the ground for a while, Song Wan got up, ate a few mouthfuls of food boringly, dumped Kung Pao chicken into the trash can, washed the dishes, and walked out of the house expressionlessly.

He went to the noodle shop, opened at 7 o'clock, and came back at 8:[-] o'clock, probably because the weather was getting hotter, there were still a few regular customers, but today they ran away completely.Song Wan was bored staying there and was in a bad mood, so she simply closed the shop and went home to sleep.

When Ji Chennan came to knock on the door, he was on the bed, taking a shower and covered with a thin quilt, which was very warm.

My eyes are tired after playing on the phone for a long time, so I just stare at the window in a daze.The night sky outside the window was originally a pure color, but after being rendered by the bustling city, the corners are slightly red and yellow.

Then he heard a knock on the door.

Very cautious, but also very restrained, three times, thump, thump, thump.

Song Wan didn't have any friends in this city who would visit the door, not to mention the sensitive timing of knocking on the door.Knowing that it was Ji Chennan, he sat up immediately.

I didn't turn on the lights when I came out, it seems that this can create an illusion that I am not at home.

——But he didn't know that Ji Chennan went to the small noodle shop before coming home.

Song Wan walked all the way to the door and stood still. He was in a hurry and forgot to put on his slippers.

His breathing became short, but his mood was strangely calm.The knock on the door didn't ring again, and he sat down silently at the entrance, not knowing what he was waiting for.

In this season, the temperature difference between morning and evening is large, and the floor is cold. When the little boss steps on it with bare feet, the heat will be absorbed in a short while.He just let his two feet step on each other to keep warm, and didn't leave.

There was a second knock on the door, a few times more than the last time.

The little boss closed his eyes and leaned against the wall without moving, as if he was enjoying himself strangely.

He knew in his heart that he shouldn't open the door. Now Ji Chennan has a new woman, and his attitude is better than when he first met him. Maybe he will let him go.No, now Ji Chennan should concentrate on treating his girlfriend. They may get married and have children, and the two of them will always have a lot of things to do together, so they may not be able to care about him anymore.

This is a good time to run towards freedom.

The knocking stopped abruptly.

Song Wan seemed to wake up from a dream.

people left?He couldn't stop guessing, or continued to stand outside?

Song Wan subconsciously stood up, and the closed door seemed to be a spinning wheel cursed by a witch, destroying all reason and attracting Sleeping Beauty to move forward.Song Wan is not Sleeping Beauty, not any protagonist in fairy tales, just an ordinary person.

Ordinary people have seven emotions and six desires, and will be trapped by habits.

Song Wan stretched out her hand to hold the doorknob, pressed it lightly, the door opened, and he leaned out.

The crisp sound of leather shoes echoed in his ears, but the moment he opened the door, the sound of leather shoes stopped.

Ji Chennan, who had already descended a flight of stairs, raised his head, looked at Song Wan who came out, and said helplessly, "So you are here."

The moonlight meanders, leaving a half-bright shadow, outlining the outline of Ji Chennan, and drawing a charming and blurred circle of light for him.A man is like a ray of light in a long and quiet night, dazzling and dazzling, and also seems to be a monster that suddenly descends from ordinary life, which cannot be ignored.Song Wan's hand holding the doorknob began to tremble.

Ji Chennan turned around and continued: "Can I... go to your house for a while?"

—he shouldn't have opened the door.Don't be mean.

Thoughts kept echoing.

—he should have been more determined to withdraw.

—he should have...

"can."

Song Wan heard him answer like this.

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Author: Sometimes the name of the attack is too fast, and it will be mistakenly labeled as Jichenna or Motorcycle Man 23333

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