After attending the wedding of ante and Li Qing, Lin Zheng stayed in Jinghai for a few days and then returned to Los Angeles.

The project in Los Angeles is an important part of Jiang's new project. As the person in charge, he can't leave this stall there for personal reasons.

Standing in front of the apartment, Lin Zheng was still a little nervous, although he knew Meng Wanyao was no longer here.

Looking at her social activities, she seems to have left the Monteggia group and returned to school.

So they probably won't meet again.

He still owes her an apology.

Lin Zheng sighed. At least for now, he didn't have enough courage to see her.

He took the key and opened the door. The familiar and strange environment lay out in front of him. Scenes of the past and movies rolled in his mind.

Among them, Meng Wanyao's figure is the happiest and most frequent one.

One second sitting on the sofa eating, the next second exercising on the yoga mat, complaining that Lin Zheng failed to stop her impulse to eat snacks in time.

In the end, they either put too much salt, or forgot to put salt, or their eggs were not ripe. Finally, they complained that Lin Zheng was not pitiful for jade and ordered takeout with his mobile phone.

The dishes in the kitchen are piled up. She can sing and cook instant noodles without changing her face. When Lin Zheng comes back, she's pretending to let him do the dishes

"Brother Zheng, go wash the dishes."

"Why me? It's your turn to wash the dishes today."

"You came back late today. I cooked the rice, so you wash the dishes!"

"So what about rice?"

"I ate it!" Meng Wanyao always looks innocent: "I'm so hungry. I ate for two."

Lin Zheng didn't know why. He said that he didn't look like a woman, who married you for eight generations, but he would still wash the bowl.

"Puff..."

Lin Zheng suddenly laughs. On the tea table, there is a note written by Meng Wanyao on the cartoon remote control sorting box of the little yellow duck.

"I'm a little yellow duck that specializes in remote control. Feed me quickly!"

Realizing that he was laughing, Lin Zheng took back his expression and rubbed his eyebrows.

It's good that the woman is not here, and the house is clean and clean!

However, the heart empty, like lost a piece.

……

The forestry administration soon put into work, and Meng Wanyao was also in full swing to absorb new knowledge.

After a period of time together, she and Zhan Lingyu can sit in the coffee shop to discuss today's stock market.

In addition to continuing to study for a management degree, Qin Yu also began to practice in a law firm. When he was busy, he rarely had time to stay in the dormitory.

But she and Zhan Lingyu have a lot of interactions. Apart from class, Zhan Lingyu will take her back to Qin's house.

In a word, everything seems to be in accordance with the established track, but it seems that something is changing imperceptibly.

Just finished a case, Meng Wanyao is not so in a hurry these two days. She arrived at the bus station on time to wait for the last bus.

Before departure, she went to the dormitory. Meng Wanyao was eating a spicy pot. Instead of giving her a taste, she only ate a piece of lotus root and drank a cup of boiled water.

I'll still have a hot voice here.

Although it was the last bus, there were three or four people waiting for the bus at the station, standing around idly, staring at the direction of the bus.

Suddenly, two steps away from Meng Wanyao, the girl screamed, "ah, there's a thief, my bag." then a man ran in front of Meng Wanyao.

Almost subconsciously, she ran after the thief.