Sir, your vest is off!

Zhou Wenqing went into his study, but he didn't go to that room, even though he had a spare key, he didn't go in either.

How to face all this, Zhou Wenqing still can't get the right way.

Should I speak clearly?But what can I say?Did he want to tell Song Lan that he remembered him since he was a child, and then gradually "the love started and deepened without knowing why"?

This is far too outrageous.

Zhou Wenqing clenched her fists, escaping may never solve the problem, escaping the problem is the most cowardly and incompetent choice.

But now Zhou Wenqing was going further and further down the road of escaping from reality. He didn't have the courage to call Song Lan, nor did he have the courage to send Song Lan a message, asking when he would be home.

Until early in the morning, Zhou Wenqing called Gu Boning, and what he said shocked the two people who were sleeping in each other's arms.

Song Lan scratched her chicken coop, her two big black eyes were as black as if someone had punched her twice.

That's right, Song Lan didn't fall asleep all night, and has been performing "fried cold rice" with herself?: cold hands, cold jio, cold everywhere, and can only keep warm by rolling over and over.

In fact, it wasn't cold, he just wanted Zhou Wenqing to sleep, Zhou Wenqing was in his mind when he opened his eyes, and Zhou Wenqing was in front of him when he closed his eyes.

Another reason is... Song Lan couldn't remember whether he closed and locked the door after he came out of that room!

Song Lan was afraid that Zhou Wenqing would find out, she panicked a lot, her heart thumped, and her eardrums were trembling along with it.

"ohNo! ohNo! ohNoNoNoNoNo!" The magical BGM of a short video software circled wildly in his mind.

Song Lan's whole face collapsed, and she wished she could step on the Hot Wheels right now and go home to see if she locked the door or not!

In the middle of the night, Song Lan didn't have the strength to struggle anymore, so she simply sat up, wrapped herself tightly with a quilt, leaned against the head of the bed, and opened her eyes until dawn.

When Tian just polished his belly white, Song Lan really couldn't stand it anymore, "Go home, go home, this is not a lesson for Zhou Wenqing, it's obviously putting myself in it!"?

Song Lan was top-heavy and seriously deprived of sleep. If he stretched his head forward a little bit, Song Lan wondered if his head would duang like a weight? It hit the ground and couldn't be pulled up.

"Zhou Wenqing, you old bastard, you've made me miserable!" Song Lan mumbled as she quickly put on her clothes, "Wait for me, young master, I have to tell you everything today Be clear, otherwise, otherwise I will take your surname Zhou!"

Song Lan angrily packed up the takeaways and rubbish she had eaten, locked the door hastily and took a taxi to go home.

Wait!Zhou Wenqing!

When I got home, the sky was already bright, and the winter wind couldn't keep the warmth of the sun. When the wind blew past, it was the biting coldness of shaving.

Song Lan looked at the villa which looked extraordinarily bright under the sunlight, and looked at the door where he had lived for almost four months, feeling a little emotional and afraid to go forward again.

Unknowingly, they have been married for so long. Damn, they can be regarded as an old couple, right? Why bother with so many things?

Song Lan opened the door. This time is usually when Zhou Wenqing just woke up. When he comes back now, he can catch up with Zhou Wenqing before going to work, and then the two of them can be happy earlier. ending!

Song Lan was so confident that he didn't even bother to take off his shoes, so he ran upstairs in three steps and two steps, and opened the bedroom door of him and Zhou Wenqing, dumbfounded.

There are only slight wrinkles on the bed that people have sat down on, but there is no trace of warmth. A bouquet of pure white and tender yellow-green daisies is placed in the vase on the bay window, which looks so vibrant.

Those flowers were not bought by him, but by Zhou Wenqing.

Only this can prove that Zhou Wenqing has indeed returned.

But what about Zhou Wenqing?Did you go to the company so early?

When Song Lan was alone in the rented house, and anxiously waiting for news from Zhou Wenqing, she really wondered if Zhou Wenqing didn't come back last night, wondering if she wasn't at home?So don't call or text him.

But now it seems obviously wrong!If not, where did the flowers come from?

Knowing that he didn't go home, Zhou Wenqing didn't even call him.

"I can't forgive you!" Song Lan turned around angrily, "You're not at home, right? Then I'll go to your company to find you. I don't believe you're still here!"

As a result... it's really not there!

Song Lan was very disappointed, "Why is this so! Where the hell has he gone? Neither at home nor at the company, where can he go!"

Song Lan knew very little about Zhou Wenqing, and she didn't know where else Zhou Wenqing could hide.

The lady at the front desk had a bitter face, "Why don't you give the boss a call?"

To be honest, the young lady at the front desk felt that there was something wrong with the couple's designation. When they came in the morning, they looked haggard and about to fall to the ground when the wind blew, and they were all lost.

Song Lan took out her mobile phone, looked at the familiar number, and did not press the dial button for a long time, "I don't know if he will answer the call."

The lady at the front desk was stunned, "Did you quarrel with the boss?"

What's going on? What's going on?

"No, it's...a misunderstanding." Song Lan thought for a while, but the word misunderstanding was more realistic.

The young lady at the front desk breathed a sigh of relief, "Oh, I misunderstood, why don't you explain it clearly? If you have to be so awkward, it's easy to hurt more!"

The lady at the front desk also patted Song Lan on the shoulder, "Come on, lady boss, based on my years of experience in reading Mary Su's novels, after you and the boss clear up the misunderstanding, you will definitely be like that!"

The lady at the front desk was covered by another lady, she gritted her teeth and said in a low voice, "Sister, can you keep a close eye on your words! Are you trying to scare the lady boss away?"

The lady at the front desk gave her a blank look, and signaled her to let go, "How is that possible? I'm serious! Come on, lady boss! I like you! Ollie!"

Song Lan sighed, "But I don't even know where he is now, how can I cheer for you, Ollie! I'm obviously an oil spill Oreo!"

At this time, another young lady said, "The boss came here in the morning and left again. He looked serious and looked haggard. After all, the boss has always been very elegant and elegant, but today he is wearing yesterday's clothes. Still crumpled."

When Song Lan heard that Zhou Wenqing was haggard, she became anxious all of a sudden, and said in a broken voice, "Then did he say where he was going? When did he leave?"

"It's the proprietress who came less than half an hour before you came."

As for the itinerary... The young lady shook her head, "Only Secretary Gu knows, Madam, do you want to call Secretary Gu and ask? After all, only Secretary Gu and the boss know the itinerary in the whole company."?

Song Lan lowered her head helplessly, "I understand."

Song Lan dialed Gu Boning's phone number, but the phone was always in the state of text messages. Song Lan hesitated and hesitated, and then called Zhou Wenqing, with a slow and long "beep—beep—" Sound, the more you listen, the colder your heart becomes.

Song Lan thanked the young lady helplessly, then turned and left.

The lady at the front desk said to the lady next to her, "Oh, these two people don't know what they are thinking. Why are you torturing each other like this? Wouldn't it be good for both of you to make things clear earlier?"?

The young lady shook her head and said, "I don't really understand, I don't understand, how can I, who has been solo for more than 20 years, understand these people's affairs?"?

The lady at the front desk looked at her in shock and said, "Damn it, you haven't been in a relationship, have you?"

The little sister squinted at her and said, "Why can't it work?"

"All right, all right, how could it be impossible for what you said?"

This time Zhou Wenqing was already sitting on the plane, preparing to take off, and his mobile phone was turned off.

And Gu Boning watched the back of his boss leaving, glanced at his mobile phone, there were missed calls and messages from his wife, and asked him where Zhou Wenqing was.

"These two people are really interesting. One ran away, the other chased the other, and finally came back, and the other ran away again." Gu Boning sighed why he called Song Lan back, and the other side quickly picked up Telephone.

"Secretary Gu, you've answered the phone. Do you know where Zhou Wenqing has gone?" Song Lan said in a hurry.

Gu Boning gave an indifferent "Yeah", "Mr. Song, if you want to find the boss, go to country A. The boss decides to travel there temporarily."

Gu Boning specially emphasized the word "temporary decision".

"Country A? But how do I know exactly where he is?"

Gu Boning said: "Wait a minute, I will send you the address of the boss's meeting right away, you can just follow this address to find it."

Song Lan hurriedly said, "Thank you!"

? Zhou Wenqing got off the plane and received a call from Gu Boning: "Boss, Mr. Song is chasing you to country A!"

"What?" Zhou Wenqing was shocked, "When?"

"It's the next flight of your flight. Mr. Song is obviously not familiar with it. Boss, you'd better wait there for a while, so that Mr. Song won't get lost." Of course, Gu Boning still There is one thing I didn't say, anyway, your old man went to country A not for any big event, but to escape from reality. Now that "reality" is chasing after you, it would be inappropriate for you to run away again, right?

"I see." Zhou Wenqing was sullen, carrying a light briefcase with only a computer in it, and left in a hurry, taking nothing but the computer and ID.

Zhou Wenqing saw the message Song Lan sent him before taking off, which said: "You! Stand in the most conspicuous place and don't move, I'm coming!"

Zhou Wenqing had a severe headache.

"Dear passengers, I am xxx, the captain of this flight. This flight is about to take off. Please..."

Song Lan fastened her seat belt, turned off her phone, closed her eyes, and wait, Zhou Wenqing.

It's really a shame that a lot of people still engage in this kind of "runaway president with a sweet wife" at a very old age!