Ideal place

Shang Zheyu didn't send Wen Ran home directly.

Passing by a forest park, the artificial lake was sprinkled with soft sunset, Shang Zheyu signaled Wenran to get off the car, intending to invite him to take a walk by the lake: "The eyes are not swollen yet, your family will be very worried if they see it. "

Wen Ran was grateful for Shang Zheyu's thoughtfulness, wrapped her down jacket tightly, pushed the door and stepped down, the orange sunset covered half the sky.

There is no wind today, even if the temperature is slightly lower, the bare skin does not feel cold.Wen Ran's complexion was still pale, which contrasted sharply with the red eyes.

The two walked along the lake, their pace was not too fast or slow, and they had the illusion that the years were safe.Wen Ran clasped her arms and elbows in a guarded posture, obviously not yet withdrawn from the quarrel with Jian Xize.

"My parents passed away when I was very young." Without warning, Shang Zheyu started the conversation, "I was brought to a rich family by my grandfather, he was in charge, and I was a servant. The little ones depend on each other."

Wen Ran looked sideways at Shang Zheyu, didn't answer, but just listened quietly.

"Didn't you guess last time, I'm sure I don't have someone I like?" Shang Zheyu kicked away the stones at his feet, put his hands in his pockets and said, "You're wrong, there really are, and it hasn't changed since childhood."

Finally successfully attracting Wen Ran's attention, Shang Zheyu gave him a gentle smile, and said frankly: "Her name is Amelia, a Canadian, and she is the daughter of this family."

Wen Ran moved his lips, hesitant to speak, Shang Zheyu knew what he wanted to ask, it was nothing more than the status quo and result of this relationship: "Although I secretly admire her, I have always been in awe of her. I am content to be her knight for the rest of my life."

"Is she still in Canada?" Wen Ran didn't expect Shang Zheyu to be a lover, "Is there any connection between you?"

Shang Zheyu replied: "Of course, I talk on the phone every day. Although I'm just reporting to work, as long as I can hear her voice, I won't be in a bad mood."

Wen Ran asked uncomfortably: "Have you never thought about confessing your feelings to her?"

"I think she knows." Shang Zheyu raised his head to face the setting sun, "She is too shrewd, nothing can escape her eyes."

Wen Ran sighed helplessly: "She didn't respond to you?"

"How do you respond?" Shang Zheyu's expression was carefree and meaningless, "She was married a long time ago and has both children. Although she and her husband seem to be at odds, she is a career-oriented strong woman after all, and she doesn't care too much about her relationship."

"We haven't seen each other for a long time, but she is still my belief." Shang Zheyu said, "I will never forget the taste of the tomato beef brisket rice that she made for me when I went to her house for the first time, sour and sweet. Sweet, very delicious."

The light in Wen Ran's eyes dimmed again, and Shang Zheyu said apologetically, "Ah", "I'm sorry, Secretary Wen, you weren't very happy in the first place, and I just talked about things that hurt my mood."

Shang Zheyu said: "However, there is a common saying that goes like this - if you want to coax someone well, you can 'comfort' with your own worse experience than him, which seems to have a good effect."

His brows and eyes gradually stretched, Wen Ran raised the corners of his lips which was rare when he heard the words: "Please worry about it, Mr. Shang."

The sunset glow disappears in the mountains, the twilight is everywhere, and the surrounding is quiet and silent.Wen Ran clenched and loosened his fists, pondered for a long time, and asked awkwardly: "You, what do you think of my relationship with Xize?"

A bunch of flames shot out in the dark blue vision, Shang Zheyu lit a cigarette and handed it to Wen Ran, and then himself: "Secretary Wen, you may not dare to listen to my answer."

Wen Ran had expected it a long time ago, gritted her teeth, and decided to break the can: "You promised me before that as long as I dare to ask, you will tell me everything that happened to Xize in the past six years." , is it still counting now?"

Shang Zheyu breathed out a puff of smoke: "I never break my promise."

The sparse stars were shining, the crescent moon loomed, Wen Ran finished smoking with a heavy heart, her Adam's apple slid up and down restlessly, and said in a trembling voice: "Then please tell me everything in detail."

Biting the end of his cigarette and raising his eyebrows, Shang Zheyu thought for a few seconds, then said hesitantly, "Have you figured it out?"

The tone of the other party already showed that the reunion with Jian Xize was not as beautiful as he had imagined. Wen Ran took a long breath, closed his eyes, and nodded his head imperceptibly.

"What I heard from my mouth may not be convincing to you." After rubbing out the cigarette with his fingers, Shang Zheyu said after a pause, "Well, I will set up a situation and let Mr. Jian personally give you an explanation. "

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