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Knowing why she found him, he still asked Jiang Hongchuan, but he knew exactly what he wanted to say, so he didn't answer her, and asked, "Sister Peiwen, what do you want from me?"

Zhao Peiwen was stunned for a moment. Since the day she came, she said that she could call herself Viola, only Chen Wenxin seemed to remember the name. She kept calling her Viola, and never called her sister. The sudden change of address made her a little bit picky. I can't talk.

"You want to talk about what happened yesterday?" Chen Wenxin is generous, "I'm sorry for causing trouble to you during this period of time. After you finished talking yesterday, I also thought about it a lot when I came back. I mistook this feeling for love. You Don’t feel burdened, I’ve almost digested it.”

In Zhao Peiwen's cognition, things need to be discussed slowly, first prepare the groundwork, then say what you want to express in a vague way, and finally say something ambiguous, so that there will be a turning point in the future, even though she was also a little excited yesterday , did not master the art of language well, but Chen Wenxin's straight-forward and final dialogue, she is still not used to it.

"Uh..." Zhao Peiwen looked at Chen Wenxin, he didn't look like before, he was shy and didn't dare to look at her a lot of times before, and his voice was always not confident, he felt very introverted, childish, and even a little weak .

But now, he is sitting opposite with his back straight, his eyes are shining, he is looking directly at her, waiting for her answer. In fact, his facial features are very good-looking, his whole body is refreshing and clean, and he looks very handsome.

Zhao Peiwen stared at him: "I didn't mean to say that."

"It's not this?" Chen Wenxin was a little surprised, "Then what sister Peiwen wants to say."

Although Zhao Peiwen changed the subject, Chen Wenxin's expression was not as cramped and unexpected as she expected. The expression when she liked her before did not appear on her face again.

Zhao Peiwen lowered his head and brushed the broken hair beside his ears: "I mainly want to apologize to you. I didn't make it clear yesterday. You may have misunderstood me."

Chen Wenxin didn't answer, waiting for her to continue, he was a little confused, isn't this what happened yesterday?

Seeing that he had no mood swings and didn't speak, Zhao Peiwen had no choice but to continue: "What I meant that day was that it's too early for us to talk about those things now, and we still have to get in touch with them slowly."

After finishing speaking, Chen Wenxin's face was finally no longer calm, he frowned, recalling which sentence yesterday contained this meaning?

"After all, it's only been three weeks since the show, and we spend very little time together. I'm a slow-moving person, so..."

Zhao Peiwen continued, as if it was not the same person who said yesterday that he couldn't wait.

He suddenly felt that the woman in front of him was very strange. Three weeks was indeed not a long time, and he hadn't had much contact with her. It seemed that he had just met her now, and he felt even more immature in his previous relationship.

"Sister Peiwen, I understand what you mean, we will still be friends in the future."

Zhao Peiwen shook his head, thinking that Chen Wenxin still didn't understand what he meant, and wanted to explain a few more words, but he had already stood up from his seat and said, "I still have some things to deal with, so I'll go back first."

After Chen Wenxin finished speaking, she left without looking back, leaving Zhao Peiwen to meditate on the terrace.

When he returned to the room, Jiang Hongchuan was still sleeping. If he hadn't smelled of alcohol at all, he would have wondered if he had some dinner at noon, and he slept for so long because he was drunk.

When Jiang Hongchuan was woken up by Zhao Peiwen just now, his expression was not good. Maybe he was getting up. Thinking of this, Chen Wenxin's footsteps became lighter. He stood on tiptoe and walked in with one step at a time. His movements were a little funny, like Playing an over-the-top sitcom.

"came back?"

All Chen Wenxin's attention was on his feet. When Jiang Hongchuan uttered a sound, his hairs stood on end in fright, and he fell directly on the bed.

"What's wrong with you, it looks like you're going to steal a mine."

Chen Wenxin sat on the bed, patted her chest, and comforted herself: "You won't wake up, I thought you were still sleeping, you scared me to death!"

Jiang Hongchuan sat up and leaned against the head of the bed: "I just woke up too."

Chen Wenxin looked at him, with disheveled hair, blurred eyes, and a low voice. He must have just woken up, and he didn't squint his eyes to scare himself.

"Scared me to death! I was afraid of waking you up! I wish I had known that I would walk in openly."

Seeing him still in shock, Jiang Hongchuan actually felt very warm in his heart, but he still had a small sense of victory that the prank was successful, and asked, "You guys chatted so fast? What did you say?"

"Is it fast? Isn't it fast? You're already sleeping again." Chen Wenxin sneered at the roommate who scared him.

"I'm getting old, I can't stay up late anymore." The other party looked at him with a smile, implying that I was so sleepy because of taking care of you.

Chen Wenxin glanced at him, did not speak, lowered his head, and asked after a while: "Brother Hongchuan, is it okay for me to send my nightly messages to Xiao Lingjiao? Do you mind?"

If he didn't say it, Jiang Hongchuan would have forgotten that there was still a link of sending messages. Neither of them sent messages yesterday. Fortunately, the program team would only choose a certain day for editing text messages, and missing a day of sending messages is not an important thing.

Before Chen Wenxin sent messages to Zhao Peiwen except for the day when he was dating Zhang Ling. Now, of course, he can no longer send messages to her. The relationship between Chu Yuntong and Cai Shiyu is relatively clear. If he sends a message, it seems that he wants to To destroy the relationship between them, not to mention that he is not familiar with them, after thinking about it, there is only Xiao Lingjiao.

"I don't mind." Jiang Hongchuan paused, and continued to ask, "But, didn't you chat with Zhao Peiwen just now? Didn't there be any turning point?"

"This..." Chen Wenxin looked up at him, "It can be regarded as a turning point, but with me, this matter has passed."

Jiang Hongchuan nodded, expressing his approval of his point of view: "A good man has ambitions everywhere, don't care about the love of his children."

Chen Wenxin was in a good mood when he settled the relationship matter. Hearing what he said, there was even a smile on the corner of his mouth. He deliberately tilted his head and frowned: "Why do I feel so strange about what you said?"

"What's wrong?" Jiang Hongchuan leaned against the head of the bed and asked him with a smile on his face.

"I feel that you really want me to go to the end of the world with a sword."

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Chen Wenxin didn't expect that what he said as a joke in the afternoon actually meant to come true.

Tonight, the basketball trio cooked the meal. After the meal, Jiang Hongchuan and Chen Wenxin took the initiative to do the dishes.

It is impossible for Chu Yuntong to wash the dishes with any of them, and Zhang Ling would not come over just after cooking. Zhao Peiwen was a little hesitant, and finally chose to quit their kitchen.Thus, for the first time, a situation of two boys washing dishes was formed.

"Do you think washing dishes is more fun than cooking?" Chen Wenxin put the bowls in the sink, took out the dishcloth, squeezed in dish soap, and said to Jiang Hongchuan who was wiping the countertop.

"Relatively speaking, I still prefer cooking." Today, there is a lot of oil and sundries on the countertop. Zhang Ling and the others probably treat cooking as a game and make a mess.

"Me too." The bowls and chopsticks and dishes were piled up in the entire sink, Chen Wenxin looked at them and sighed, "Let's try to cook tomorrow."

Jiang Hongchuan didn't expect that he would ask him to cook together. He turned to look at him, but he didn't realize that there was something wrong with saying that.

"In the future, we must buy a dishwasher at home." Jiang Hongchuan put the sundries into the trash can, and walked to Chen Wenxin to wash the rag.

"It makes sense." Chen Wenxin was still immersed in washing dishes, unaware that the other party was discussing his future life with him.

His cell phone rang suddenly. He took out a tissue, wiped his hands, and took out the cell phone. It turned out to be the school tutor.

"Hello? Teacher." Chen Wenxin didn't evade, and answered the phone by the pool.

"Huh? Is that so?"

"Monday...Okay, then I'll go back tomorrow."

"Thank you teacher, no, I have a place."

"Well, goodbye teacher."

Jiang Hongchuan watched as the smile on Chen Wenxin's face gradually disappeared, and even seemed a little worried: "What's wrong?"

Chen Wenxin put the phone back into his pocket, pursed his lips, and seemed to be still thinking about the content of the call just now: "The teacher said that the school dormitory will be renovated this summer, so no accommodation will be provided. Let us also clear out personal belongings."

The author says:

Chen Wenxin: I have fully considered it clearly, and I will definitely not take the bait in Zhao Peiwen's routine.

Jiang Hongchuan: Xiaoyu Xiaoyu, there are delicious food here, come quickly——

Chen Wenxin: Aww——

Chapter 23

—So you like this——

Jiang Hongchuan didn't think this matter was a big deal, and he didn't know why Chen Wenxin looked so worried.

"Our show is over, and the summer vacation is almost over. You have to live here anyway, so just bring everything here."

Chen Wenxin shook his head: "I have a lot of things, basically all of my property is in the dormitory, mats, quilts, winter clothes, and a lot of books. I doubt whether I can finish moving tomorrow."

"Besides, it's too far away, and our closet won't fit in it, and it will be messy."

Chen Wenxin said while continuing to wash the dishes, "Looks like I have to rent a house near the school to store my things."

After that, he fell into deep thought, as if he was thinking about how to organize his things and where to rent a house.

Looking at his worried look, Jiang Hongchuan tentatively said, "Actually, my home is not far from your school. Would you like to put things in my home?"

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