Wen Qingzhu's way of doing things, let him just give the girl things, did not want to come back.

Even if it's important.

Wen Qingzhu looked at the bracelet deeply and said, "Wanqing, this thing doesn't belong to you."

He was shocked to see Leng Wanqing.

But some things have already changed, not a few years ago.

Even when he was hurt and unable to love again, even if she came back, after he was shocked again, reason had the upper hand.

Leng Wanqing's face was pale, and she looked at Wen Qingzhu sadly, "no, you gave it to me, you said it belongs to me."

"Wanqing, you turned around at the beginning."

Those injuries can't be repaired in a word or two.

Leng Wanqing gritted her teeth and began to cry again.

Wen Qingzhu had a headache and had to harden his heart: "Wanqing, I'm going to have a rest at noon."

"I'm not going. I'm here."

"How can you still be like a child? You are no longer young. You are an international first-line star now. You should pay attention to your image."

"I can relax like this in front of you."

Leng Wanqing is the person that Wen Qingzhu once loved and cared for. He can't be too unfeeling and indifferent to her. He can only look at his watch and wait for the time to get off work.

But when Leng Wanqing sits opposite and looks at him like that, Wen Qingzhu feels that his calmness and reason will disintegrate.

He stood up to walk out.

"Qingzhu, you haven't finished work yet. Where are you going?"

"Go to the doctor's number."

He always has to keep himself busy so that his mind will not be confused and empty.

Leng Wanqing's coming, coming back and her love are all too sudden. He needs to think about it carefully. He can't let some things go beyond his reason and responsibility.

Leng Wanqing flustered up and hugged Wen Qingzhu in the back, "Qingzhu, don't go, OK?"

Wen Qingzhu's whole body was shocked. A few years later, they met again. This kind of embrace made his heart full of waves, which could not be calm for a long time.

But Wen Qingzhu still reaches out a little to take down Leng Wanqing's hand.

"No, Qingzhu, don't..."

"Wanqing, self-respect, you think about your identity, how much effort you have made, don't forget."

After a pause, Wen Qingzhu turned around and said, "Wanqing, we are not what we used to be. In recent years, you have your own gossip, and I also have people around me. We shouldn't be together any more."

With a sigh, Wen Qingzhu finally added, "you shouldn't have come back."

With that, Wen Qingzhu is about to leave. The air here makes him feel depressed.

Leng Wanqing's eyes flashed something. With a big effort, she hugged Wen Qingzhu and wanted to kiss him.

"Touch!" The sound, Mo autumn cherish the lunch box in the hand so fell on the ground.

She looked pale at the scene in front of her eyes, and the tears under her eyes were flashing.

Pain, pain all over the body.

Although she knew his love and these things, she was still unable to support herself when she saw their intimacy with her own eyes.

Mo Qiuxi feels that they are two people in love, and she is like an outsider, watching like an outsider, out of place.

Mo Qiuxi's heart is bitter. She always knows that there is someone in Wen Qingzhu's heart.

So she can't defend her rights like her wife.

She can only run away in confusion.

This voice surprised Wen Qingzhu and Leng Wanqing.

Two people are stunned, Wen Qingzhu back to God, a push away cold Wanqing, is going to chase Mo Qiuxi.