Ji Lai was surprised. I didn't expect that she bought the ticket she had left tonight. She must have been at night after the recording. When the recording was over, I went to the airport. Xue Wen was estimated to have taken off.

"Well, I was back to record the show, and now the show is not recorded, so I went back earlier."

"I really don't stay for a day, I haven't seen it for a long time, we can see it."

Xue Wen laughed, "No need, you work hard, you will have time to get together next time."

"That's OK, if you go to the airport, please call me at any time."

"Okay." Xue Wen laughed and heard the voice of Xiao Wu shouting Ji Lai in the back, urging: "Hurry up, you should quickly record the show."

The recording was about to start. Ji Ma had to hang up, handed the phone to Xiao Wu, and then returned to the recording scene together.

In a coffee shop not far from Qinzhou TV, Xue Wen, with sunglasses and hats, sat by the window. After she hung up the phone, she reached out and held her mobile phone out of the door.

Although she chose not to participate in the recording in the end, Xue Wen still involuntarily came here.

She came early in the morning and watched a little full of fans at the door of the TV station until the blocked water was leaked. Then, the invited guests appeared one by one. She saw Wen Xiao Shen, who hadn't seen it for a long time.

He wore a formal dress, although he couldn't see the facial features, but he could see that Wen Xiao was very deep.

Xue Wen sat in place and watched him walk in, and his heart hurt slightly.

For so long, she can't let go.

Wen Xiao Shen has put it down, because she hasn't been able to let go, and even make an intention to do everything, with him for the last time.

She has never been on the stage with Wen Xiaoshen, and there will be no chance to have the same stage in the future.

It seems that from the beginning, they are doomed, they can only go further and further in different directions.

In the past few years, she sometimes thinks about it, if it is a dream.

Now dreaming, it should be scattered.

Xue Wen opened the door of the coffee shop and walked outside. There was a traffic light intersection in front. Xue Wen had to pass the intersection. There were some fans beside him. Xue Wen was afraid of being recognized and deliberately lowered the hat across the road.

A car suddenly rushed out of the side, and the speed was fast. When Xue Wen hadn't noticed anything, she hit her suddenly.

Blood stained with Xue Wen's face.

Nympho

The show has been recorded until eight o'clock, and several people packed each other to leave.

Ji Ma and Xiao Ye left first, and then Wen Xiao Shen.

When the car was turned out of the TV station, there were two people riding a bicycle next to the car: "I heard that this intersection was in a car accident today, and a woman was hit by blood."

"I heard it too, I heard that it is very serious, and I don't know if it is dead or alive."

From time to time, the sound of the outside of the window was passed over. The driver in the front row was afraid that Wen Xiao Shen heard these discomfort and was planning to close the window, and listened to Wen Xiao Shen said: "No, transparent wind."

The two didn't talk for a long time, the green light was on, and they left when they rode.

After a while, Wen Xiaoshen's car also left the intersection. Under the street lights, he couldn't see the accident that had had a car accident. Even the ground stained by Xue Wen's blood was also cleaned.

Same.

Nympho

Lin Xia and Fu Huasheng returned to Qinzhou. She deliberately arranged a lot of work in the past few days and did not let herself think too much, but even so, she would occasionally go and watch the door of the office.

Looking forward to the appearance of Fu Huasheng.

For a few days, Fu Huasheng has not appeared.

Lin Xia's heart is a bit uncomfortable, but pretending not to care, she doesn't want to affect her work because of these things.

Until the first week later, Wu soft yelled at her office and said, "Sister Lin Xia, someone finds it."

Lin Xia looked up at Wu soft from his work, "Who?"

"Don't know, but say that there are important things to find you."

When I heard it, I didn't know it, Lin Xia's heart was sinking, and then said, "Okay, I know, I will pass by."

"Just in the small conference room next to your office."

After Wu Soft told, he left.

Lin Xia put down the job in his hand and got up to the small conference room next to him.

Pushing the door of the conference room, a slightly curved back with a spine, standing against Lin Xia with his back, stood by the window, and stiffed the handle of the door. He didn't dare to step forward.

She is too familiar with this figure.

How could Lin Zhendong find her company and still appear here?

After hearing the movement behind him, Lin Zhendong turned around, watching Lin Xia standing at the door, his face.

The two looked at each other, for a long time, Lin Xia recovered his voice, pressed the fluctuations in his heart, and whispered: "You, how can you be here?"

Isn't Lin Zhendong going to draw a line with her? How can you come here?

"Come and see you."

In a short sentence, Lin Xia even felt that she heard a little care in these words, but soon she dispelled her thoughts. Lin Zhendong hated her so much, how could she care about her.

Lin Xia finally recovered the calmness, walked opposite Lin Zhendong, and sat down to pour Lin Zhendong's glass of water. "What's the matter with me?"

Lin Zhendong also sat down, her eyes never moved from Lin Xia, staring at her.

"What's wrong? What's the matter, as long as I can do it, I can do it."

"I have nothing to do this time." Lin Zhendong said, "I just want to ask you, this year's Chinese New Year, do you want to go home?"

Lin Xia was pouring water. When he heard Lin Zhendong's words, his hand shook suddenly, and he knocked the tea cup down. The water inside was sprinkled directly. Lin Xia was full of Lin Xia.

"Be careful." Lin Zhendong reached out and took the paper towel next to him and handed it to Lin Xia. "Wipe it quickly."

Lin Xia was a little stunned, and subconsciously took the paper towels handed in Lin Zhendong. Some of them lowered their heads and wiped their hands. It was a long time when she couldn't come to God. What did Lin Zhendong just think about it?

He ... why, suddenly mentioned to her about going home for the New Year.

Don't they want her to go back?

"Not hot."

Lin Xia Yan shook his head and answered Lin Zhendong's words, "I'm fine."

Seeing this, Lin Zhendong continued: "In the past few years, you are alone, and no one will take care of it. This year is almost the New Year. Your mother will let me come over to see if you have time, go home and go home together.

Year. ""

"Why ... suddenly tell me this?" Lin Xia asked puzzled, "Didn't I let me go before? Now I haven't disturbed you anymore."

Hearing that she said that, Lin Zhendong flashed a trace of cramped and annoyed on his face.
Chapter completed!