Hearing this, Tang Yuansi could not help turning his head and looking up.

They are sitting in the elegant seats.

Although it's an adjacent table, there are still some plants in the middle.

At the same time, my heart's body slightly tilted forward, and my face was blocked by a potted plant.

He could not see the expression on her face, but could not hear the voice of her refusal for a long time, and his heart sank a little bit.

Xie Feng is not her type.

If in normal times, she would have clearly refused.

But now

She was hesitating.

In consideration.

Maybe even promise

Thinking of this, Tang Yuansi's face changed.

"I want to go to the bathroom first." My heart finally spoke, but not refused.

Her words are more like tension. She wants to find an excuse to ease her mood and think about it.

Hearing that she didn't reject herself at once, Xie Feng's face became joyful and quickly released her, "well, don't worry, I'll wait for you to come back."

Soft voice, like the boyfriend of the girl friend.

Tang Yuansi's heart was jammed again.

As soon as the figure disappeared, Xie Feng called the waiter and asked him to prepare a bunch of roses for him

Before he had finished speaking, Tang Yuansi's handsome figure had walked up to him.

Slowly open your lips, one word at a time, "you may not need it."

Xie Feng: "...!"!!

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in the bathroom.

He closed the door, sat on the toilet that had not been opened, put his hands on his face and curled up.

Soon, tears came down between the fingers.

She bit her lips and held back, never crying.

Xie Feng's confession is sincere and touching.

But in front of tangyuansi, she only felt ironic.

Once upon a time, there was a person who held her in her arms.

Whispered in her ear.

"Small heart, my small heart, I can't wait, you need to grow up quickly."

"I'll be with you all the time."

"No matter what happens, you will not let go of your hand..."

Now, that affectionate man, sitting next to her, looking at another person, affectionately to her confession, indifferent.

Is there anything more ironic?

If that night wasn't enough to kill her, now she can.

In his eyes, she should be just a piece of annoying dogskin plaster. Now someone can help him get rid of this annoying dogskin plaster. He should be very happy, and how can he stop it.

What is she expecting in her heart?

After that night, they couldn't have

Heart out of the bathroom, standing in front of the washing table, Ju a splash of water on his face.

Cold water, let her sense a little recovery, mood also calm down.

Looking at the embarrassed herself in the mirror, her eyes were full of self mockery.

Now that you have decided to start over, don't look back.

She took a deep breath, prepared to accept Xie Feng, adjusted her mood, and then stepped out.

When I got to my seat, Xie Feng was gone.

The man sitting in his position became tangyuan.

He took off his thick coat and hung it casually behind the chair without the help of the waiter.

The tie slightly pulled open. Even the buttons on the shirt chest popped open two

Lean on the back of the chair, put one hand on the armrest of the chair, and tap gently.

It's like waiting for your girlfriend to come back.