Chapter 1812

Song Xiaoyu of course did not know what he was thinking in Chen Mingzhe's mind. She lowered her head and drank coffee. "Well, actually, I still hope you can find the person who really likes you."

"Is it?" Chen Mingzhe asked, "do you think you will meet again?"

Song Xiaoyu raised his head and said, "of course, Mr. Chen, you can't just imagine things like this because you are alone. We haven't lived together. You don't know my temper, even my problems, or what I like or don't like. So I don't know what you like about me. What's good about me? I think the two people's feelings are really in the process of getting along slowly, and gradually find that two people are in tune and can't leave each other. " Song Xiaoyu sighed, "although I admit that when Fu Weichen and I just met, I may not be a dry marriage between men and women, because he is not a person I can hold, Qi Da Fei even, I am an ordinary girl. If I were you, I would not have such extravagant expectations."

When I really let myself see the feelings of Fu Weishen, I experienced a lot of things. I love a person from that person. Maybe I have a good feeling for each other. If there is no other experience and no deeper contact, it is very difficult for two people to have love.

"What's more, I think you may not be in love with me. You are just a little unwilling." Song Xiaoyu sighed, "so, you have to find someone you really like, and then you can probably understand what I said."

Chen Mingzhe suddenly laughed, "well, I'm so old, I have to teach you a kid, right?"

Song Xiaoyu just laughed and didn't say anything more.

After drinking coffee, song Xiaoyu got up and was about to leave. "I'll go first, Mr. Chen. Thank you for your coffee today."

Chen Mingzhe looks at the girl's back. He wants to tell song Xiaoyu that if he can, he can have a try with her, but Chen Mingzhe knows that he is no longer possible. There is someone in Song Xiaoyu's heart.

Although two people can not become lovers, in fact, there is no possibility of becoming friends, even if he is willing, song Xiaoyu is not willing.

He sighed, some perplexed, have reached this age, never thought to have what kind of love, but now suddenly a little thought, so many years, to this age, in the end, have you ever really loved others?

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Fu Wei sank down from the class, call song Xiaoyu.

Song Xiaoyu is painting in the studio opposite. When his mobile phone rings, he looks at Fu Weishen's phone, or slightly stunned.

Because her phone has been changed for a long time, her mobile phone contacts are not many at all, but Fu Weichen's phone number was input early by herself. When looking at Fu Weichen calling, song Xiaoyu still picked up, "hello?"

"Where?"

"At home." Song Xiaoyu said.

"Your home, where is your home?" Fu Weichen asked, then closed the office, ready to enter the elevator.

"My family is in my house. In short, I am in my house. Mr. Fu, what can I do for you?" Song Xiaoyu says that if he wants to see her today, Fu Weichen must not go today. If he goes again, the situation must be controlled by Fu Weichen.

"You don't know what I'm calling for?" Fu Weichen asked, "what do you think is going on at this time?"

"I know. You want to ask me for dinner, don't you? But Mr. Fu, I have an appointment tonight and can't go there." Song Xiaoyu refused directly.

Fu Weichen rarely raised his lips, "OK, I'll make an appointment another day."

Hang up the phone, song Xiaoyu is a little distracted, in fact, really want to see him, but the girl, must not be too active, anyway, he is interesting to her, if too active, will let the man lose interest, even if he wants to meet, song Xiaoyu also warned himself, first bear a bear, endure a tolerance can.

Fu Weichen hung up the phone, and then called to let him take him to his sister's house. His feelings over the years have not been less worrying for his sister. She is really very worried.

Fu Wei sink to the micro garden when, sure enough, Fu Weiliang saw his shirt lipstick print, is smiling.

"Who is it? When will you bring it back?"

"Take a look. Anyway, I'll bring it back to you when the time comes." Fu Weichen had dinner in the micro garden and stayed in the micro garden by the way. Lying in bed, he found his mobile phone and song Xiaoyu's wechat.

Song Xiaoyu is lying in bed reading, the mobile phone rings, or video calls, she hesitated to pick up.

She was wearing a skirt with a sling, and when song Xiaoyu looked at the furnishings in the room, she decided not to accept it. If Fu Weichen saw the decoration of the house, he would know where he was.

Song Xiaoyu looked at the video call in flickering time, really a little tangled, finally, or did not answer.Fu Weishen pillows his arm and purses his lips. He is really growing up. After teasing him, is he missing now?

In fact, this is also a very, very novel experience for Fu Weichen.

No matter in the past, when falling in love, it was probably because their appearance was dominant, so the girlfriend was not hard to catch up with.

With song Xiaoyu together, although song Xiaoyu has not said, he is aware of his mind.

This is not, people come back, but also dare not answer his video phone, he fell in her hand, or twice, was this woman sleep, she ran away, now teased her and disappeared, it is song Xiaoyu has such courage.

For small fish, the most difficult thing is to refuse Fu Weishen.

For two days in a row, Fu Weichen sent her a video, but she didn't answer. After the phone was picked up, song Xiaoyu also said that he had something to do and didn't have time to see him.

Fu was waiting for the third day of his work.

Song Xiaoyu called in, he looked at the call to pick up, cold way: "something?"

"I have time today. I'm here to deliver your car. Do you have time?" Song Xiaoyu's voice from the receiver, leisurely, with a touch of carelessness.

Fu Weichen suddenly laughed, "Song Xiaoyu, you are really capable now, eh?"

Song Xiaoyu is in the place where he works. "Mr. Fu, would you like to have dinner with me? I'll treat you to dinner? "

"Good." Fu Weichen said, then put the work in hand for a while, "where are you?"

"I'm at the door of your company." Song Xiaoyu said with a smile.

Fu Weishen came downstairs and saw his car. Song Xiaoyu looked at him with a crooked head and a smile, "I'm really sorry. I'm too busy these days, so I'm not looking for compensation."

Fu gave her a deep glance, "drive."

Song Xiaoyu drives the car obediently and smiles at the corners of his mouth.

When the car left the city, Fu Weichen asked her to stop. When song Xiaoyu turned around, Fu Weishen's figure had already pressed over, pinched her chin, and then bit her lip.

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