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Chapter Eight Good Omens

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    The previous afternoon, when Wen Wenming sent Shu Ying to Huizhou, the car originally arrived at the station at 3:30, but it was too late to show up. Fortunately, the weather was exceptionally good that afternoon—the wind was raging before the storm, and Wen Wen hugged Shu Ying.  Ying was standing in an open space outside the ticket counter of the bus sub-station, with towering buildings on both sides. The strong wind blew Shu Ying's hair, brushed Wen Wen's face, and whirled at the entrance of the alley, but  Civilization felt extremely comfortable, as if the romance made the whole city his.  Looking at the Wentian Shu Ying in his arms as the extremely shy water lotus, Wen Wenming thought at that time that Shu Ying must forgive her mistakes or be willing to accept her strong love again.

    "It must be! This must mean that we have 'reconciled'!" Civilization thought further, so the satisfaction of the heart gradually expanded, as if trying to cover up the previous scars.  However, it is inconvenient for civilization to raise this point—maybe it is an extravagant hope?  !

    Later that night, Shu Ying sent a message from Huizhou, saying that she went to the bar with her cousin's two foreign friends, and that it would be better if Wenming was with her, and Wenming was as happy as a reward  This is the first time that Shu Ying has expressed her love for Wenming clearly and unmistakably since she went to university. Before that, Wenming had been suffering from Shu Ying's unforgivable mistakes because of the unforgivable mistakes she made in high school.  Lukewarm attitude turned into punishment.

    The two continued to send text messages——

    "How about Huizhou?"

    "It's not as good as Shenzhen, and it's not as good as Chengdu. By the way, have you read "Chengdu, Please Forget Me Tonight"?"

    "Well, I have read it. Once when I was waiting for the plane at Bao'an Airport, I was bored, so I bought this book at the bookstore next to the waiting room. I heard about it before. The author is called Murong Xuecun, right?"

    "Well, it was written by Mu, what do you think of it?"

    "I don't remember the content very clearly. It seems that the writing is quite decadent, but the writing is still smooth. The general feeling is that the last thing left in the novel is some broken youthful memories."

    "He also has a book - "Shenzhen Turns Left, Heaven Turns Right."

    "^_^In comparison, I like this one better!"

    "Civilization."

    "" Wenming held the phone tightly, staring straight at the screen.

    "Will you be like Xiao Run?" It was just after twelve o'clock.

    "Ying, I was the one who was sorry for you in the pastbut I have always loved you like Xiao Ran loves Han Ling. I will never let anyone hurt you again, please believe me!" - Wen Wen pressed the reply, looking at  It has been raining outside the window since nightfall, I hope this rain can wash away the mistakes I made when I was young and ignorant.

    "-"

    "When will you be back?"

    "It's 12:46:53 in the morning, wait another 17 hours."

    "I will wait for you at the station before then."

    "As long as it doesn't rain endlessly, the car won't come back"

    "Don't worry. God won't be so incomprehensible." Civilization said this, more like comforting himself, and at the same time really hoped that the rain would stop immediately.

    "It's getting late, stretch yourself, a-a-a-ah! Can you hear me yawning?"

    "-I heard it, let me give you a-a-a-ah!"

    "Sissy."

    "Go to bed early. After sitting in the car for so long, I went to drink again."

    "Ah—wait—my cousin is stealing my phone!"

    "ah?"

    "She wants to see who I'm messaging with, that damn girl!"

    "Hey hey. ^-^"

    "I'm going to sleep"

    "The weather is a bit cold, be sure to cover the quilt!"

    "Got it——Ann."

    "An." While sending it over, Wen Wenming said "An", as if Shu Ying, who was far away in another city, could hear it—he seemed to see Shu Ying lying under the snow-white quilt, with her eyes wide open.  With flexible and gentle eyes, the two shallow dimples on her face are glowing with the pink color of April.

    Before going to bed, Wenming read the text message several times, turned off the light, and lay down on the bed. Through the window glass next to the bed, he heard the ticking sound of the rain decreasing, and felt really happy in his heart.  That night, he repeatedly entangled with the dream, because the dream was full of warmth and sweetness. When he woke up in the morning, he still had a smile on his face. Unfortunately, when he opened his eyes, the dream disappeared with joy.  I can't remember the specific outline, and I wish I could get under the quilt again and find them all.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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