Chapter 1918 (1/2)
”Why open the door?” Tian Wei asked, ”are you tired? Hungry? Would you like to have a snack? ”
”No.” Xie Wenhao said, ”Chang Ning is going.”
“……” Tian Wei was shocked to hear this, and then immediately said: ”this Bad signal, I, I can't hear you! Hello? Hello hello hello Hang up the phone immediately.
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“……” Xie Wenhao can't help his forehead when listening to the busy voice.
”How is it?” Chang Ning asked.
”She won't open the door.” Xie Wenhao took a deep breath and looked at Chang Ning.
“……” Chang Ning reached out and stroked his arm: ”that...”
Xie Wenhao walks over Changning to the bed behind her.
“……” Chang Ning lowers her head slightly and doesn't know what Xie Wenhao is going to do.
”I sleep on the sofa.” Xie Wenhao went to the sofa with a pillow and said, ”you go to the company tomorrow morning when you sleep in the bed.”
”You go to bed.” Chang Ning said, ”I sleep on the sofa.”
”No.” Xie Wenhao put the pillow on the sofa and lay down on his side: ”good night.”
”Good night.” Chang Ning turns off the light and lies in bed.
In the dark room, each of them had their own thoughts and stayed up all night.
The same night did not sleep in their own mother's small read.
Over the years, scenes appeared in front of her like a movie replay, a happy time with no guess. She loved the way Xie Wenhao looked when reading.
Serious attention, the tranquility in the eyes of the eyebrows is very different from those boys of the same age who only know about pranks.
She knew how excellent he was, so she also tried to learn from him, read those obscure books, and exchange his reading books with her own shallow understanding.
No matter what she says, right or wrong, he will listen quietly, that is his respect for her.
She also likes to listen to his understanding. He is always different from what she thinks.
It's amazing.
Obviously, he read the same book, but he always thought more and understood more than her. Every time she listened to him, she had a feeling of sudden and bright.
Later, he knew more and more, but she couldn't catch up.
Maybe it's too tired, tired, or really old, she began to learn not to chase his world but to choose to think for herself.
It was only after this consideration that she found that every day in the past, she was living for him, and she seemed to have never lived a day.
What if he stays abroad and doesn't come back?
What if he meets a girl who matches her better?
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I don't know whether she is not confident in herself or in him, she retreated.
Choose another way that looks better.