Chapter 2097

As soon as her voice fell, the man's face also changed. He kept shaking his hands and running without saying a word back. It was like a ghost to run away, turning around while running. He almost stumbled on the carpet at the door.

Suddenly, she was deeply delighted, covering her lips, squinting her eyes, Murong Yunchang chuckled: "ha ha"

what is she afraid of? She's not a man eating tiger!

This is the psychological quality? How interesting this man is!

He was giggling and laughing, his shoulder hurt, and suddenly a rage spread out: "who is that? what are you doing? I told you, it can't be Wei Chen! "

The back, the dress, the hurried side, the spring breeze smile deeply hurt Han Xi's body and mind:

"he can't appear here! No matter what you say or what you see, don't believe it. Don't be fooled. Be careful not to be cheated! "

The stabbing pain on the shoulder sometimes aggravates. It's unnecessary to ask. Murong yunshang can feel his excitement: just why?

The burning eyes were fixed on him, and Murong's cloud eyes flashed, wondering: "how can you be so sure that he will not appear here?"

In a moment, I can't grasp it. Of course, the man is just like her. She is very sure. But even if she is a parent, wife and children under the eaves, they don't necessarily know each other's whereabouts anytime and anywhere! Why is he so sure and so excited? So at this moment, she can't explain:

what can make him respond like this? Even if they are immigrants, they can still return home!

Unless Han Weichen -

he can't move! Something happened to him!

Murong Yunchang's eyes glistened. At this time, the sound of the car's hurried horn came. Suddenly, she was like a basin of cold water, stabbed by her burning eyes. Han Xi took back his hand after rubbing it, and his face turned pale.

At this time, the sound of the car whistle came again. Turning back, Han Xi raised his hand: "I'm sorry, wait a moment, go now!"

Then he reached out and took Murong's bag: "get on the bus first!"

The car started slowly, but there was a silent depression in the car. On the road, neither of them spoke until they arrived at the hotel and entered the private room. Murong Yunchang didn't ask again, and Han Xi didn't even mention it.

When he entered the private room, Han Xi took off his coat and pulled up his sleeves. Murong yunshang realized that the private room was more like a simplified open apartment. The living room, dining room, kitchen and bathroom were all in one place. There were electric pots and various ingredients on the table, which obviously connected an open small kitchen. The simple design of Nordic style, including sofa, tea table and bookshelf, should have been arranged deliberately. The design of style has placed some ornaments that look very high-grade. Flowers have also been put in vases. She likes the pink tone, but a big handful of gorgeous yellow and golden fragrance has been put on the table. The blue gray background wall is also very warm. If you say that this private room has a sense of home Sleep, if it's a real disadvantage, it's a bed to sleep. Obviously, such an arrangement and choice have no deep meaning. In the same way, it shows a heart.

His eyes swept over the man with sleeves rolled behind the table, and his posture under the soft white light reflected some familiar shadows. Suddenly Murong's throat became sour and astringent:

was he purposeful?

Obviously, we can do all this at home, but we have to pay a lot of money for the room of the first floor hotel to make do with a simple version, or a place unfamiliar to all kinds of craftsmen!

All this is for her consideration, for her consideration of her present identity, for fear of her trouble, or perhaps for her physical consideration

So he's not afraid of spending money or trouble! Just to have dinner with her, even for an hour! In a few seconds, Murong yunshang has a panoramic view of all these intentions. At each glance, she seems to be able to say countless reasons for her own good, saying that not being touched is false. However, the more she understands that she is actually more upset:

why and why does he treat himself so well?

I know she can't give him anything in return!

Taking off his coat, Murong also went over: "can I help you?"

Before the sleeves were rolled up, a low, slightly hoarse voice came first: "no! Go sit down, it will be soon! Fumes, dirty! "

Cutting the material, Han Xi takes a distracted look at her and drives her away.

Want to say something, at last, Murong Yunchang swallowed all of them and turned to one side of the sofa.

That night, Han Xi made steak, porridge and a stir fried vegetable. The meat was tender, the porridge was rotten, and the vegetables were light. There was no lack of delicious food for a simple dinner. Two people also drank a little red wine. Murong yunshang was really drunk. Han Xi chose coke instead of driving. The atmosphere was good. Murong yunshang didn't go on a diet and ate very full.

Neither of them mentioned anything unpleasant, even Han Weichen. Until the end of the meal, Murong Yunchang was full of doubts. When she got up, she smiled:

"thank you for your dinner, Han Xi!"

Suddenly, Han Weichen stared at her for several seconds: This is the first time, she called his name!

"I know you are good to me not because of Wei Chen's relationship. Today's dinner, I eat with you, not Wei Chen's second uncle! So, thanks, I want to give it to you! "

A bitter smile, Han Weichen's Mou bottom some different mood flashes: "..."

Unfortunately, no matter Han Weichen or Han Xi, no matter how much they like her, they can only love her silently, but they are not qualified to have her!

Later, both of them did not speak again until they sent her back home. When they parted, Murong yunshang reached out and grabbed his sleeve: "Er Shu, Wei Chen Is something wrong? "

There was a clear affirmative tone in the interrogative words. Murong Yunchang seemed to see the familiar shadow of himself in the intersection of eyes and light, but Han Weichen was stunned. A long time later, a floating voice sounded:

"he is not in the world! He asked me to take good care of you! "

Eyes gaped, Murong's tears rolled down unconsciously: "what? You mean (is he dead) When will it be? "

How is this possible?

Intuition seems to have been hit by thunder. Murong Yunchang's men grip him tightly, but scratch their ears with one hand unbelievably: how could he be so young?

"Break up with you In a year! He has a strange disease, but for some reasons he can't make it public, so I have a chance to make it, he will never appear in front of you again! "

The words are obscure, Han Weichen's eyes are filled with unspeakable pain, all of which in Murong Yunchang's eyes become his story of grievance.

Although she tried not to remind herself of her first love after the break-up, Murong yunshang could not accept the fact that many details of the past flashed in her mind, unconsciously, she shook her head:

"you lied! You deceived me! We've broken up. How could he let you take care of me? "