This "um" must be the most regrettable thing Zhouwei said in his life, not one of them.
Whether it was when her mother asked her tearfully on the phone why she was so indifferent to her parents, or when the people around her, including Lin Zongheng, didn't understand her relentless pursuit of fame and fortune, she never explained a single word for herself. A secret that had been suppressed in her heart for twelve years later became a shackle that was integrated with flesh and blood.
She was given up without hesitation in the choice between the two, and she was proud of being born in a family with equal gender, but was beaten in the face in the end, even if she was given a hundred layers of shame, she would not want to Tell others, and this kind of being strong will inevitably bring scars to yourself and the people around you.
She doesn't know what's wrong with herself, maybe it's because she can't drink anymore, maybe she's already upset about changing the door lock, maybe it's because she saw her rare opportunity being bypassed by the state like a shoe , or maybe it was just because the person who asked was Lin Zongheng, anyway, she still admitted it.
Zhou Zhou stood there staring blankly for a long time, but the water splashed out by what she said was so overwhelming that it was hard to recover. She said, "Forget it."
Lin Zongheng seemed to be pleased by her idiotic attitude. It was the first time that Zhou Wei heard such a sincere smile from him after the breakup. After laughing enough, he asked leisurely, "How did you forget?" She answered, and he asked and answered, "Mengpo soup?"
"Are you still going to get what you 'leaved'?" Zhou Wei didn't know where he came from to talk to her in this cold wind. There was a trace of flirting in his words because of the special relationship. It meant, but maybe starting from the excuse he said to send her home, this was originally an ulterior motive with a less pure purpose, but it was put on the table now.
Lin Zongheng didn't seem to have heard her question, he still stayed on the previous topic and refused to come out: "It's still Wangqingshui."
Zhou Wei asked again: "Are you still going to get it?"
It seemed as if he was relentlessly laughing at his poor excuse.
"Don't worry, I don't have so much sympathy to pity you. What's so pitiful about glamorous female stars, there are so many children in impoverished mountainous areas who can't even eat" Lin Zongheng was still unmoved, and It was as if she was shielded, and the tricks were all wrong, like two people talking on the phone. At first glance, they were talking, but in fact they were talking about irrelevant topics.
State Wai: ""
Lin Zongheng's way of comforting people is very special, he didn't say anything directly, "Don't worry, I will forget everything you said." This kind of nonsense that elementary school students don't believe. It's quite useful, and minimizes the regret of the state.
After finishing speaking, after the palm of his right hand was attached to her waist, before Zhou Wei had time to figure out which move he was going to play, he had already bent down, put her arm in his arms, and hugged her by the waist.
"Take it." He lowered his eyes and glanced at her face, and responded lightly to the topic he had been ignoring, and then there was a bit of impatience in his words, "Don't move, if you want to limp, go to amputation directly."
The community where Zhouwei lives occupies a large area, and after entering the gate, it takes a lot of roads to walk through the various flower beds, fountain sculptures and other decorations. The row house she bought has to go around the gap High-rise houses that perfectly take care of the light rights of low-rise residents are actually a long way along the way.
Zhouwei squinted his eyes to see the misty moon in the sky, and then looked at the protruding Adam's apple on Lin Zongheng's neck. After watching for a while, he suddenly burst out laughing.
Lin Zongheng glanced at her in confusion.
She didn't keep it up either: "It's not pity, what is it?"
"By the way."
"What about before?"
"" All the previous events could not be explained by a single "drop in", Lin Zongheng pursed his lips and did not speak.
She laughed again, and changed the topic, but she was still tricky: "What's wrong?"
"" If Lin Zongheng used shielding tactics before, he probably used silence now.
Later, no one said anything, and Zhouwei went to see the moon again.
A line of lyrics suddenly popped up in my mind, and before subconsciously humming it, I came back to my senses and swallowed the tune down to my throat.
The night was beautiful this night, and he did have an unexpected gentleness. Zhou Wei was a little distracted, so when he said "hug me", she really couldn't react at once.
Seeing that she didn't respond, Lin Zongheng lowered his neck a little, and didn't bother to pretend to be a hero in front of her: "Hold your neck, I'm tired."
? This neighborhood where celebrities and rich people gatherbsp; Lin Zongheng nodded: "Throw it away."
The topic of probing each other so far seems to have finally come to an end, Zhou Wei paused for another second, pushed open the door, and the light from a room in the house poured out.
She stepped in and closed the door softly with her back against the outside. Zhou, who was watching TV on the sofa, glanced around at her, still angry at the slap she slapped, but didn't say hello to her.
Zhou Wei didn't speak first, just sat on the other side of the sofa, closed his eyes and meditated.
The way she stayed still made Zhou Zhou a little unsure of how to end it. After watching half an episode of the variety show, he took the remote control and changed several channels indiscriminately after watching the commercial time, until he saw the entertainment news channel broadcasting the award-winning news carelessly. Finally resigned to fate I can't hide from her, even if I watch TV, I can't hide from her.
"Are you and my brother-in-law reconciled?"
Zhou Wei didn't open his eyes, and corrected himself: "Call him brother-in-law, and then ask if we are reconciled, think about it for yourself, is it strange for you to say this."
Zhou Rao hates this kind of verbiage the most. Do you know who you are talking about? It¡¯s fine. Why bother to get into a corner? It¡¯s just a code name. He restrained himself and changed his name: ¡°You and Lin Zongheng are reconciled. ?"
Zhou Wei answered irrelevantly: "Tomorrow morning I will go back to the set, remember to go back to school for class."
Zhou Zhou: "" Then why are you correcting my name? !
Zhou Wei made a three-pronged agreement with him, "I will let Shuai Shuai contact your teacher. If you are too shameless, I will stop your source of income. I will do what I say. Don't take chances. I'm just joking with you. You keep my key. If you live with me, you must never bring girls back." After staying in the entertainment circle for a long time, listening to and watching too much, Zhou Wei's thoughts are abnormal in some aspects Open up, "Boys won't do either."
Zhou Zhou: ""
Zhou Wei continued to think about whether she had something to say and forgot to tell her younger brother, but the phone vibrated a few times to interrupt her train of thought.
It's a handsome WeChat, and it's still popping up one after another. Through the screen of the mobile phone, Zhou Wei can imagine the excitement and gossip on his face when he sent the message:
"Wai Wai, the driver is still waiting at the door!"
"He didn't dare to ask you, so he had to come to me. Will Mr. Lin go back today?"
"Tsk, what did he drop? You hhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"
"Reply to me when you're done."
The word "busy" is simply cheap and lawless.
The word "roll" in Zhouwei had already been typed in the input box, and she was about to send it, but there was a pause. She never paid attention to the time when she came home, nor did she deliberately pay attention to how long it had passed since she entered the house, but according to her estimation , This period of time should be enough for Lin Zongheng to return to the gate of the community and get on the car.
She turned her head and looked out of the window. There was only a layer of lace translucent curtains on the window, and the angle couldn't see the gate, but the half-covered night outside was provocative out of thin air, as if there were thousands of words waiting to be said.
She yelled "You can't be called a boy, sister, what are you thinking in your head" in Zhouzhou, and jumped and walked to the entrance, hesitated, and opened the door.
Apart from the heavy night outside and the icy cold wind, Lin Zongheng who kept his previous posture motionless rushed in together.
He was also a little surprised, raised his long and narrow eyes, looked at each other for a moment, then shrugged: "The driver is waiting, I will be misunderstood if I go out so soon." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com