Chapter 3570

There was no fireworks. It was suddenly quiet, but it seemed empty.

It's just that dye Bai has long been used to silence, so she won't collapse when she gets out.

single.

Always be sober and be alone.

Ambitious, know advance and retreat.

Never sunset.

"Shit." after seeing Wen Haoqing off, dye Bai changed her expression instantly. She twisted the tip of her eyebrows and lay on the sofa, angrily putting a straw on the milk, "what little broken branch line is not finished yet?"

"This..." Feng lost his sweat. He just felt that the speed of the host's face change was really fast. He couldn't see anything. The sad atmosphere he had just created was swept away. He said weakly: "the progress is still a little short. It's stuck at 99 percent."

It's too hard to love.

"..." ran Bai turned on the TV. The joys, sorrows and joys of the characters in the TV were displayed through the screen. Who believed it? She turned the TV sound to the maximum, but didn't watch TV. She threw the remote control aside, and then took out the cake she made. Without a corner, it became incomplete. She had just eaten one bite.

She has always been addicted to sweetness.

At the moment, he looked calm and ate the cake.

"Is it delicious?" Feng Luo hesitated. In fact, he nodded his head. He was afraid that the host would poison himself. After all, the host's Craft... Can be said to frighten the world and cry ghosts and gods.

"? who do you despise?" ran Bai sneered: "it's very sweet."

Seal off: "..."

All right.

What you say is what you say.

About what you say, how reasonable.

"Or don't do this task." Feng Luo is actually a little worried that ranbai will be reluctant to give up. It won't be easy for anyone to do such a thing. As a considerate Tongzi, it should comfort the host at the right time, "isn't it just points? We have!"

Dyed white and asked, "do you have any points?"

Feng Luo smiled, coughed twice and said vaguely, "isn't mine yours..."

"Well thought."

Seal off: speechless

Too much!!

I'm comforting you, but you're laughing at me.

The right way in the world?!!

Ranbai was also in a good time this time. She had already booked a ticket and was ready to fly to city A. the crew shot for several months at least, but more than a year and a half.

When the agent saw that ranbai was going to city a so early, he was a little suspicious: "it's still so long before the crew starts up. What are you doing in city a now? Do you look at the scenery as a salted fish there."

Dyed white: "yes."

The agent was speechless.

However, there is almost no window for ranbai's trip in the past year. After thinking about it, the agent decided to give ranbai a holiday and have a good rest.

"Don't let out the news of my going to city A." dye Bai added.

"Did you do something shady and want to run away?" the agent was surprised, his brain was wide open, and 108 major events of his own artist had flashed in his mind. "What happened to you? Did you kill or prevent fire? Did you offend others? What are you going to do in City a? Why don't you talk!"

"... what do you want me to say if you don't gasp and ask so many questions." ran Bai was a little convinced. She just said one word, and the agent adjusted it for her.

Laugh to death.

How is that possible?

"Nothing." ranbai perfunctorily said, "I just don't like trouble."

The broker is skeptical.

The next day,

It was still sunny yesterday, but today it was cloudy. Recently, it rained very frequently, often with intermittent light rain. It was a whole day. There were not many sunny days. When I got up in the morning, the wind in late autumn was cool and piercing, like a blade across my skin.

Today, the wind is very strong, blowing the dead branches of the trees everywhere. It is late autumn. The flowers bloom and fall, and the leaves return to their roots. The cold rain patters down, turning the sky into a large area of ash, and there is nowhere to escape.

Ranbai arrived at the airport alone,

She dressed very low-key, took the suitcase with one hand and got on the plane.

At this time, the mobile phone suddenly made a Ding Dong sound. She took the mobile phone in one hand and looked at it at will.

What pops up on the screen is an unread message.

Sir. Wen: sorry to bother you. Are you at home?

Ranbai didn't want Wen Haoqing to know about going to city A. she was mainly afraid of trouble. She tutted, knocked a word and sent it back.

On the plane, the mobile phone can't be turned on. Dye simply turned off the machine after returning.

But I didn't see the next news.

If she saw it, she would probably only refuse.

Wen sir.: [I left something at your house. Can I go back and get it?]

Wen sir.: [I'll be fine soon. I won't bother you.]

After a long time, seeing that ranbai didn't reply, Wen Haoqing sent another message: [if Miss Song doesn't refuse, I'll take it as your default.]

Obviously, none of the three messages received a reply.

Wen Haoqing looked at the rain outside the window through the French window. It seemed that there was no end.

He was dressed in a cold and proper suit and tie. He had a sense of abstinence that was hard to approach. He was less easygoing and more oppressive. Wen Haoqing took an umbrella because he chose his residence deliberately for close distance, but he was in the next community. He walked a few minutes.

High end residential areas generally have identity access control. Generally, places with excellent confidentiality and where stars or big people live are more strict in and out.

Now that it's over, ranbai has already taken back the card she gave Wen Haoqing.

The security guard of the community knows Wen Haoqing, but his impression is limited to always wearing a mask to distinguish his appearance. He is low-key and expensive. The security guard thinks that it is enough to be a male model. Unfortunately, he can't see his face. He still has a little regret.

But now the security guard is very embarrassed, "this really can't work, sir. Without the consent of the owner, I can't let you in even if I know you, otherwise I can't keep my job."

What's more, the owner just informed him yesterday that he doesn't have to let this gentleman in.

What can security guards do? Security guards are also the first two.

Look,

Little lovers break up again these days.

"Did she tell you?" Wen Haoqing lowered her eyes and was quiet for a while. Her thoughts tended to be silent in the heavy rain, but she was confused. Obviously, the bottom of her heart had guessed the reason, but she still asked for humiliation. Her voice was calm and had nothing to do with him.

Why?

He didn't know.

"This..." the security guard felt cool.

It's over, the couple is completely over.

"Trouble." he also knew the answer without the security guard's answer. Now, looking at this look, what else did he not understand? Wen Haoqing nodded slightly, cleared his temperament, not arrogant and impetuous, and then walked out of the security room with an umbrella placed by the wall.

When he came out completely, he opened the umbrella. The cold rain fell like a sharp blade. The raindrops fell along the umbrella eaves, blurring his sight in an instant, and the scene in the distance was not real.