Meng Yilang didn't go to the company, but went to the bar.
Xiao Zhen, the hero of the news just now, was drinking with Lin Zi, who had just sent a message to Meng Yilang. Seeing Meng Yilang coming, Lin Zi immediately got up and said, "brother Meng, you're coming. Do it quickly. We were just talking about you here."
Meng Yilang straddled to Xiao Zhen's side with long legs, picked up a glass of wine, sipped, raised his eyelids, and let out a little cold light from the bottom of his eyes. He was not angry and threatened: "what do you say about me?"
"Brother, you're boring." Lin Zi was frightened by Meng Yilang's sudden cold. After reacting, he said with a smile: "we're talking about peace. Xiao Zhen just told me that he's going to chase peace."
There are two kinds of people in their circle, one who can play, such as Lin Zi and Meng Yilang, and the other who never finish, such as Xiao Zhen.
Now Xiao Zhen, a man who never plays, is going to chase the woman before Meng Yilang, and he looks like he is going to get married. Lin Zi feels very curious about being made by cat claws.
Nothing can be found out from Xiao Zhen's mouth. Lin Zi wants to ask Meng Yilang about the sanctity of peace. He can infatuate Xiao Zhen, a childe who doesn't understand the heart of the world, to the point of wanting to get married.
Xiao Zhen told himself more than once that he wanted to chase Anning. Meng Yilang's answers were casual, but when he saw Lin Zi saying Anning in a teasing tone, Meng Yilang couldn't help feeling anxious.
Meng Yilang looks at Xiao Zhen.
Xiao Zhen said with a smile, "my fair lady, the gentleman is good. Brother Meng, you won't mind."
Xiao Zhen said you wouldn't mind, but his eyes stared at Meng Yilang. You don't really mind. You can't afford to play like this.
Meng Yilang lowered her eyes to cover the shadow at the bottom of her eyes.
Peace is the woman he gave up on his own initiative. He is absolutely possible to admit that he cares.
For Xiao Zhen's question, Meng Yilang smiled and said, "since you like it, go after it."
Meng Yilang's magnanimous appearance made Xiao Zhenchang breathe a sigh of relief. He turned to the forest and said, "look, I said brother Meng wouldn't mind."
The forest gave a thumbs up, "Meng Ge is very generous. A beauty like Anning says no, just don't. this tolerance can't be compared with ordinary people."
Xiao Zhen chuckled: "who let people meet true love? By the way, brother Meng, when are you going to go back with song Qingyang? I heard from my father that uncle Meng came back the day before yesterday. When are you going to take her back."
The answer that could have been given without hesitation is particularly difficult at the moment. In particular, Meng Yilang doesn't want to answer at the thought that this answer may involve peace.
Meng Yilang replied perfunctorily, "look again."
"Look again?" Lin Zi stopped drinking the wine he sent to his mouth. He immediately came up to Meng Yilang and asked with a cheap smile: "brother Meng, to be honest, don't you like song Qingyang?"
At that time, when Meng Yilang said he was going to marry song Qingyang, Lin Zi felt a little bullshit.
Among Meng Yilang's so many women, song Qingyang is the most general kind. It seems that song Qingyang, a great beauty who gave up Anning, is obsessed. Sure enough, she is tired of it after less than half a year.
Meng Yilang never doubted that he liked song Qingyang. At the moment, he suddenly heard Lin Zi say he didn't like song Qingyang. He was surprised, "why do you say that?"
Lin Zi scratched his head, smiled and said, "I don't know. It's just a feeling that you don't like her as much as before. You've always brought her out before. Now I haven't seen you bring her out for a long time."
Lin Zi is a rough nerve. After saying these words, he continued to drink with others, but he didn't expect what a storm his words caused in Meng Yilang's heart.
Meng Yilang finally figured out why Mingming's parents had gone home and urged him to take song Qingyang home if he liked it, but he never wanted to wait for song Qingyang to go home,
Not because the company is busy, nor because he doesn't have time, but because he doesn't seem to like song Qingyang as much as before.
Before, he liked song Qingyang to show her love for herself anytime and anywhere, but the longer he spent with himself, the fewer times song Qingyang expressed his love. In the past, song Qingyang was neither big nor small when he was with himself, and he was not afraid of his temper, but now Song Qingyang has become the same as others, began to fear himself and began to look at his face.
Such song Qingyang is no different from ordinary people.
Now Song Qingyang has lost the trait that attracted her at the beginning.
Without the things that attract him, song Qingyang is now like a dispensable object that he once liked very much. He is reluctant to let go of this object and let him go, but he is also unwilling to hold it up in his heart.
However, Mingming once liked this object very much. Why did he suddenly dislike it?
Meng Yilang thought for a long time, but he never thought of it until the dream he had when he came home at night. In the dream, Meng Yilang returned to the day when he said he was separated from Anning again. He saw the tears of Anning when he left.
Annie's eyes are curved, still with his favorite cunning, Annie's mouth is slightly tilted, and his smile is as brilliant as the cherry blossom forest. However, Annie's eyes reveal deep sadness, which makes his heart can't help pulling up.
Meng Yilang finally figured out why she didn't like song Qingyang.
Because of peace.
But the most absurd thing is that he has separated from Anning, and even his brother Xiao Zhen is pursuing Anning.
Meng Yilang sneered and suppressed her displeasure. She was just a woman. Even if she regretted it, what does it matter? Xiao Zhen likes it, so give it to him.
Xiao Zhen said that the pursuit of peace is not just talk.
The next morning, Xiao Zhen knocked on the door of Anning's house with his bought breakfast.
Anning thought it was sister Wang. She opened the door and was stunned when she saw Xiao Zhen outside the door.
Xiao Zhen was wearing a black sweater. His hair was not fixed with hair gel. He scattered it at will. His slightly long bangs blocked his fierce eyebrows, and his eyes were gentle: "peace, good morning."
Xiao Chun's voice was low. When he read the word "tranquility" out of his mouth, it was like saying "Anning". It was unspeakable intimacy.
For many years, no one has called Anning like this. Anning's bare toes on the ground unconsciously shrunk, turned sideways to open the way and said, "come in."
Xiao Zhen can find her home. Naturally, she has other means to come in. Anning doesn't want to stop it and doesn't bother to stop it. She simply puts people in and continues to wash.