Chapter 512

Zhao Mengying strides in front of her in a hurry. She never dreamt that the person she wants to meet on her blind date is Han Yi, which is really a good calculation!

Han Yi chased after him: "Meng Ying, Meng Ying, you listen to my explanation. You don't want to see me. I have no other way to do this. You forgive me this time, and we will live a good life in the future."

Zhao Mengying suddenly stopped. Han Yi thought that his words had played a role. He was surprised to catch up with Zhao Mengying, and his eyes were shining. However, when he saw Zhao Mengying's face clearly, his smile gradually stiffened on his face, and his heart thumped for a moment. He had a bad premonition.

"Han Yi!" Zhao Mengying gas to no temper: "you have no face to say such words, what qualifications ah! I want to live well with you. I really want to think that I Zhao Mengying is taking out my heart and lungs for you. There is no place I'm sorry for you. It's you. Don't want me first! "

The excited mood gradually calmed down when she talked about the second half of the way. She looked at Han Yi's eyes, which were once full of love. They were cold and silent, and lost all their emotions.

Han Yi panicked. His brain was blank. He stammered and tried to get back the heart he had lost by accident: "it's me, Meng Ying. I can see that your mother likes me very much. You forgive me that time, and I will treat you twice in the future! If you don't believe it, I can swear to God

At this time, as long as Zhao Mengying can be recovered, Han Yi is more important than anything else.

Zhao Mengying closed her eyes, struggling voice hidden pain: "late."

"Don't let me hate you, let go, let's get together well, don't let me regret knowing you." She said softly, these words are more lethal than any harsh words!

Han Yi moved his lips and watched Zhao Mengying leave without looking back. Her eyes were wet and she felt an impulse to cry.

Is it retribution!

His favorite girl said to him, don't look for her again, don't pester her any more, but just let go, how can Han Yi be reconciled!

It's hard for him to recognize his heart and his true feelings, but he lost the one he likes. Han Yi, you are so stupid!

Years of feelings, if you can really and mouth said to give up as well, out of the hotel door, Zhao Mengying tears out of the blue.

She squatted down with her knees in her arms and buried her head between her legs. No one knew that when she just said goodbye to Han Yi, she suffered from depression. She was afraid that she would become totally different every day. Zhao Mengying would resolutely decide to leave and wander around for relaxation.

Later, she thought that she was better and could put it down, so she came back again. However, Han Yi's words just now completely put Zhao Mengying's negative emotion in the bottom of her heart again and burst out!

"It's no shame to be such a big man. I cry at the door of a hotel." A languid sound of ridicule arose.

Xia Zhan looked from afar, just looking at the back familiar, like Zhao Mengying himself, but, in his memory, Zhao Mengying has never worn a skirt, he, this has a little uncertainty, a few steps forward, to recognize that the other party is really Zhao Mengying.

However, the appearance of crying on the roadside is really not in line with Zhao Mengying's previous painting style. It seems that she has been teased. Therefore, Xia Zhan is making fun of her.

"It's up to you." Zhao Mengying is in a bad mood. Xia Zhan will deliver it. No doubt she bumped into the gun. She rubbed her eyes carelessly with her back, and her Eyeliner was dyed by tears. The whole person looked a bit embarrassed.

Zhao Mengying stands up. Xia Zhan sees her dress up clearly, and a trace of amazement flies in her eyes. Unexpectedly, there is a graceful figure under the strict clothes that are always wrapped by professional clothes.

"It doesn't belong to me. However, I don't want to see my partner. It's just that I have to be seen by other acquaintances. Tut..." After the words, Xia Zhan deliberately did not finish, but enough to let Zhao Mengying understand their meaning.

At this time, Zhao Mengying really killed Xia Zhan's mind. No wonder she has always hated Xia Zhan. His mouth is really not pleasing.

She snorted. Her small nose was red, but she was proud. The contrast was cute. Zhao Mengying's whole person had a trace of pathetic taste. Xia Zhan was inexplicably soft hearted.

He sighed. Under Zhao Mengying's surprised eyes, he took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the tears on her face: "such a big person, even if he is bullied, he should think of a way to return it. A person is crying. Don't you think it's too bad to fall down?"

At this time, Xia Zhan's voice is gentle to the extreme, which makes Zhao Mengying want to lose her temper. She is acutely aware that the other party is really concerned about her.

Gentle up Xia Zhan, let Zhao Mengying whole body uncomfortable, she pushed away Xia Zhan, straight face, don't twist: "easy to say, you Xia big young master is really standing to speak without backache."

Xia Zhan was just about to speak when Zhao Mengying suddenly changed her face: "my mother came here. If you asked me if you saw me, you said you didn't see me, you heard me. If you talk nonsense, I will never forgive you in my life!"In a hurry to leave this sentence, Zhao Mengying like a frightened rabbit, fled.

That panic appearance, see Xia Zhan helplessly shake his head and smile, at this time, his eyes have their own did not notice the tenderness.

Zhao's mother came in a hurry. After Xia Zhan, she couldn't help but look at each other more. It was not the other's appearance that was too handsome, but that she felt very familiar.

It's like, where did you see it, but should it be? If she had seen such an outstanding young man, she would have a little impression. If she had not, how could she have a sense of familiarity.

Xia Zhan's eyes were smiling and he was allowed to look at him with a good attitude.

Zhao's mother was very excited. Suddenly she remembered his name and hesitated to ask, "are you Xia Zhan?"

Ten years of time, enough to happen too many things, but also enough to some acquaintances, a little bit fuzzy.

Xia Zhan nodded with a smile, and said, "aunt has a good memory. It's Xiazhan's fault. She has been here for a few days, but she hasn't taken time to visit you. I think you're a little angry. What happened?"

"It's not Zhao Mengying's dead girl!" Zhao's mother was so angry that she couldn't help complaining. Before saying a word, she suddenly remembered the identity of the other party. She stopped talking and waved her hand helplessly: "it's all parents' debts!"