Chapter 690

To make up, I will start to pursue Wang Jin again. The process is bumpy, and I don't know whether I will succeed or not. If I succeed, I still need to live a life of infinite pressure, just like several mountains pressing on me, which makes me unable to move.

Give up, then the result is after a lot of noise and a lot of noise, and finally find their own track. It gives me goose bumps to think about it Forced me to forget Wang Jin, throw away all things about her, including memory and fantasy, and then live alone.

Without concealing, I prefer the former, how unreasonable the pressure is, but I still can't leave her. Without her, I was already a walking corpse, so I didn't say a word in about half an hour when I went out from the witch uncle and Zihan. I just sat quietly in the chair beside me and didn't move my legs except for smoking.

Maybe Wang Jin was waiting for me to say something to apologize or admit my mistake. For more than half an hour, I didn't say a word. Her psychology seemed to understand something. She didn't say a word, just looked at the clock on the wall quietly.

The sound of pushing the door is Feng Yong.

And, of course, Zihan.

Zihan darted from behind Feng Yong to not far from me. He was so angry that I could feel it without facing him.

Zihan, who was about to open his mouth, was stopped by the witch.

"Yang Rui, go to dinner first." The smile on the face of the witch uncle, although it is somewhat reluctant to be sincere.

"Oh." I promise, this is to give me and the witch two people a step.

When I got up from the stool, the witch didn't move. She just took her mobile phone from the nearby table and looked at the time. Maybe she was concerned about her career.

Yu Guangli, Feng Yongchao's son Han nuzui, is the position where the witch sits.

Obviously, she asked Zihan to persuade the witch to come downstairs to have dinner with us. I have some feeling of escaping. I don't know why I have such a state of mind.

Next to the elevator.

I quietly watched the faint flashing numbers, flashing.

Feng Yong stood aside. He seemed to want to say something, and he didn't find a suitable speech. It was more painful than wanting to say something and stopping.

"I know a place by the river where the fish are doing well." Finally, my uncle seemed to think of something. He could see that his eyes were brighter than before.

"Whatever you want. I invite you Some helpless results of stubble, incidentally in the face of a random accumulation of a smile.

"No, it's on me. Let's have a good drink!" The witch uncle felt that this topic seemed to be able to continue, so his voice was louder, but he could hear the sincerity.

I continued that unnamed smile, there is no need to accept and refuse here, I am not used to it.

Everybody come to my car.

"I'll drive it!" Feng Yong's tone of discussion.

I didn't refuse.

I sat down with the co pilot and looked out the window.

Xinhuang's parking lot is just in front of the building. Many Fatong trees separate the parking lot from the pedestrian road. The low guide light is on, which distinguishes the road for drivers and pedestrians.

It's almost supper time. On the sidewalk, people are always walking back and forth. Occasionally, a few naughty children skate through in front of them.

Feng Yong didn't get on the bus. Instead, he went around the car for a few times, as if he was looking for something he liked.

After a long time, Feng Yongcai opened the driver's door and sat in.

"Tut, this car is white and beautiful. There's also a car in front of it. It's silver gray. It's not as good-looking as this white one. The tail lights are really beautiful!" Feng Yong's words seem to be intended to please me, but indirectly.

"If you like it, drive it for two days." I returned the smile and handed him the key.

"Are you willing? You're welcome if you're willing to? " Feng Yong's smiling face.

"Why don't you give up? Just make fun of me, uncle. You see what level your car is. I'm speechless... "

"Hahaha, I'm used to driving cars. I like cross-country very much." An excited expression appeared on his face.

Starting the car, Feng Yong skillfully turns on the road circled by Fatong until he gets out of Xinhuang's gate.

The car is driving along the newly built riverside road. It's already dark. The City builders make it beautiful with lights and green. But maybe because of their own psychology, they can't compare with the scenery of the city when driving alone with the witch.

Feng Yong and I basically had nothing to say. Of course, the reason was that I had a little to deal with Feng Yong's reply, which made it more or less difficult for Feng Yong to step down, so he was so silent in the car.

In the CD, it's the music I used to listen to, but it's not how good the sound effect is, but the silence of two people makes Yang Kun's song "the moon can represent my heart" more profound and quiet, and also makes me feel the complex mood and sadness conveyed by the music.The parking lot is on the river. Many cars have been parked by the same white marble railings in a variety and orderly way, but the sculptures on the railings have been replaced by the unique symbolic patterns of the city. Feng Yong himself went in to find a seat. I got out of the car and gave my upper body to the railing.

Below the railings is a winding path paved with pure wood, winding along the river to the distance, and the surrounding lights are covered by the sparse figures of lovers from time to time.

The air in late autumn has a little cool, I wrapped my thin coat. If I am a person, maybe I will walk along this winding path. Although it is like a memorial ceremony, I really like this feeling.

"Xiao Luo." Before the first step, Zihan flashed from behind me. "You left your cigarette and lighter on that table!"

"Oh." I took it and took one out of it.

Just about to go, I suddenly found that Zihan looked at me in a strange way, which I had never seen before and could not describe.

"I know I went too far just now. I apologize to you."

Zihan's words surprised me. I had never seen her repressive and introverted since I first met her, because no matter who knew her, her impression was gloomy.

"It's OK, I didn't take it to heart!" Settled, I politely some at a loss, take advantage of the gap between the fire will be their eyes away.

"You...!" Zihan's mouth immediately jumped out of this unfinished sentence. Although it was only a word, she could feel that she was saying something wrong, and could see that she was forcing herself. "I mean to apologize for my attitude."

I see. Zihan was angry just now because I didn't take her words to heart. She misunderstood that I didn't take her words as words.

"Oh, I know. I said it's OK. In fact, you don't have to..."

"I want to know what you think, OK?" Zihan interrupted me, but her tone made it clear that she was suppressing her anger. After all, the word "OK" didn't conform to her original language habits, and she didn't have the habit of talking nonsense around the corner, so she went straight to the topic.

For this kind of positive question, I don't know how to answer it, so I'm fiddling with the smoke in my mouth while playing with the ash.

"Xiao Luo, I hope you can think it over before you make a decision. It's not easy for Mr. Wang, not to mention how you went through it. Just because she has been with you for several years, do you have the heart to leave her?" Seeing that I didn't speak, Zihan began to preach sensibly. "We are not children. If you divorce like this, how can you live in the future?" It's a woman after all. Tears come when they say it.

"Zihan, actually..." I'd like to persuade her, but I don't think there's anything that can make her smile but promise her now.

Zihan saw that the relationship between Wang Jin and I had already reached the edge of uncontrollable

"In fact, I don't want to be like this, but sometimes it's really hard to say clearly about feelings After all, I don't know how to make it clear to you In a word Anyway... "

I was anxious to persuade her, but I didn't find a proper logic and rhetoric until I had spoken. So I couldn't go on after half of it.

"Xiao Luo, do I beg you? Wang Jin didn't do anything sorry for you. She's been crying for several nights. She won't come to dinner tonight. Now she's still in the office. I'm afraid she can't think of it. I'm afraid she can't think of it. Do you know? She's not as strong as you think Zi Han may be in a hurry. All the bags on his shoulder have slipped onto his wrist.

It can be imagined that Zihan is waiting for me with a kind of praying eyes.

"I know. I'll pick her up. You can have dinner. Don't wait for me!" I put out the remaining half of the cigarette and walked quickly to the car.

The key is still in Feng Yong's hand. I forgot. I can't open the door.

I took out the phone and dialed Feng Yong.

The bell rang just behind me. Feng Yong seemed to have come long ago, but he didn't get close to the conversation between Zihan and me just now.

"Yang Rui, here are the keys. Wait a minute." Feng Yong rushed a few steps. "Zihan told me on the way here, so I asked the hotel to cook a few dishes. It's ready right away. You can take them back and persuade Wang Jin. Now she's not in the mood to work, and the company's affairs are in a mess..."

Maybe his own words are biased. After chewing his words a few times, I gave a wry smile. Would you advise me to persuade her? Is that the purpose?

"No, you can eat. Wang Jin and I can eat by ourselves." Half of my words are helpless, and the other half is angry. It's impossible for me and the witch to eat at this time.

"You'd better take it. It'll be ready soon. You wait for me to get it for you. And then Take it to Jiner Feng Yong said to me aloud as he left for fear that I would leave.Closing the open door, I turned to lean on the car and took out my cigarette. Has the final say, "

," Xiao Luo, I know you are very stubborn. I don't want to say that you are not happy. You've been married for a few years. Wang's temper is exploding. But whatever you do is what you say. She's very listening to you. Didn't you find that Wang had changed a lot after he married you? Zihan turned to one side of me and leaned against the car body. He changed the big satchel that was originally on his shoulder to his chest. "What a proud person she was when you first met her. She was scorned by so many people chasing her. At that time, she used to look at people with white eyes. You know, but since she followed you, how much has she changed? You should know that she never lacked money. At that time, you just came to work, and your monthly salary was poor. How much did she help you I think you can understand. Without her, would you be here today? But now? " Zi Han said to himself, gently wiping his tears with his hand holding the bag in his arms.

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