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Wen Zhizhi and Zhang Wensi hurriedly got out of bed. When he thought about how both of them could have gotten drunk last night, he even had to trouble Meng Qingyang to take care of them at home. Wenzhi's head hurt even more after her hangover. Her temples throbbed, causing her face to turn even paler. Zhang Wen Si had to go to the office early in the morning to deal with the case, so she couldn't stay at Meng Qing Yang's house for long.

The two of them hurriedly left. They refused Meng Qingyang's request to drive them to the city center.

In the taxi, Zhang Wen Si asked while her eyebrows were plastered across her lips, "Zhi Zhi, last night you said you saw Qin Han Ze cheating? "I feel that although he is not a good person, it shouldn't be possible for him to cheat on something that doesn't conform with his personality, right?" After asking this question, he even opened his mouth wide and took a sip of his unapplied lipstick.

"Vince, I can't believe it either. But he admitted it himself. " Wenzhi's body still had hangovers and she was very tired. Thinking of what happened yesterday, her face turned pale.

Zhang Wen Si had always felt that Qin Han Ze was a bit strange, so she didn't want her good friend to keep circling around Qin Han Ze or grieve for him. Just say, "Zizhi, no matter what happens, you have to cut the mess. Being too tangled will only make you sink even deeper. " He said worriedly, "I don't want to see you get hurt by that scumbag again."

The taxi had stopped in front of the office.

"Un, Wensi, don't worry. I will settle this quickly. "Hurry up and go to work. You're going to treat me to a big meal with your full service award." Wen Zhizhi pretended to be relaxed and revealed a faint smile with six teeth, not wanting to worry her friends too much.

"Alright. "When I become a strong woman in my career, I'll bring you out to eat and drink." Wen Zhizhi followed her good friend into the office. Her makeup was exquisite and she was in high spirits.

Today was Friday, and Wendy had no classes. With her current mood, she didn't have the energy to go to work. Just thinking about dealing with the bunch of female colleagues in the office made his head hurt. She could only have her master take her back to the neighborhood.

On the way, the taxi driver put on an old song, the narrow carriage kept echoing, "I will give you everything in exchange for not returning your sincerity", "This is not the result I want." The melodious song was sung to the heart.

Wen Zhizhi lowered her head and unconsciously wiped her eyes. Yesterday's grievances once again surged to her heart.

He didn't want to listen anymore, so he made his master stop at an intersection.

Friday morning, the workers on the street looked down at their cell phones and brushed past her one by one.

This world was so big, and there were so many people in this city. Why did she have to meet Li Sicheng and Qin Hanze?

Did Li Sicheng love him? Except for the money for the rice and salt, there seemed to be no romance between the two of them. He was still baffled by the "third brother".

Then what about Qin Hanze? This man who always appeared at his side in time to meet with danger. He was kind enough to heal his wounds, and he was keen enough to provide shelter, gently preparing candlelight dinners and red roses. I did what I could to give me the best I could. He gave himself the most romantic love, and the most brutal breakup.

Along the way, Wen Zhizhi was thinking randomly and bumped into a few people. She said, "Sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." I love him, he... I don't love me now. Sigh, how many lousy men must I love to wait for a loyal knight to come along? "

And then he thought, "Ah! We have not yet formally proposed a breakup. However, there was no reason for him to stay in Qin Hanze's house any longer. I want to go back and pack my stuff! "

As her spirit returned, Wen Zhizhi subconsciously took out her cell phone from her bag, wanting to see where she had gone. He looked around, the familiar streets, the skilled guard room. So his subconscious had brought him back.

The uncle in the gatehouse smiled warmly at her. He had a good impression of strangers after a few months of meeting them.

The flowers and plants in the district were growing up to be a delight, swaying in the wind. In just a few months, many things had become a habit. The tip of Wen Zhizhi's nose was sour again.

The elevator took twenty seconds to reach the floor where Qin Hanze's house was. The key to the door had to be turned two and a half times before it could be opened.

When he opened the door, there was only silence in the room. The kitchen was still the same as the night before when Wen Zhizhi left, with the slippers arranged neatly. The evening shift was over.

Everything indicated that Qin Hanze had yet to return.

Fine, we won't meet and avoid embarrassment.

Breaking up is difficult.

There weren't many things in the house, but there were quite a few items when they left.

All the clothes and accessories that Qin Hanze had bought for him, he hadn't asked for at all. However, Wen Zhizhi still found the box and packed it one by one.

His shoes and bag were also categorized and put into the box.

The traces of a person's long months of life were erased bit by bit. It was almost noon, and Wen Zhizhi was afraid that she would run into Qin Hanze at home, so she picked up the pace.

Wen Zhizhi also had a few books on biology, so she asked Qin Hanze to help her inspect them. He couldn't find anything else except for the study.

In the study room, Qin Hanze didn't seem to like Wen Zhizhi going in, but those books … Anyway, Wen Zhizhi did not intend to touch his things. Once she found the information, she would come out.

Even though he knew that Qin Hanze was not at home at this time. However, Wen Zhizhi still entered the study quietly.

At the bookcase over here, Wen Zhizhi lightly tapped her snow-white finger on it. No.

The window over there, he squinted as he searched carefully, but there was nothing there either.

Suddenly, Wendy noticed that there was a pile of books on the inside of the desk, as if they contained information of their own. He took a closer look and confirmed that it was indeed the case.

Gently walking over, Wen Zhizhi carefully pulled out the information. Unexpectedly, her elbow knocked over a black photo frame. Thinking back to not long ago, when she first entered the study, Qin Hanze's nervous appearance when she accidentally dropped the photo frame, Wen Zhizhi immediately became flustered.

She quickly held up the photo frame and carefully brushed off the dust on its surface. He glanced at the photo.

With this look, Wen Zhizhi was as if she was struck by lightning. In the photo, two godlike youths were happily facing the camera, revealing a handsome smile.

Two people in the picture. The taller one was a teenager, Qin Hanze. His smile was a bit bashful and restrained, a little different from his current unsmiling self. The short one caused Wen Zhizhi to rub her eyes involuntarily.

That was a face that she was once very familiar with, Qin Hanyan. She had asked everywhere about people who had no news of her, but now a photo had appeared on Qin Hanze's desk. Judging by the color of the photos, you could tell that the two of them had been together for quite some time.

Qin Hanze … Qin Hanyan … They... What did it matter?

What happened to Qin Hanyan after that incident? Why hadn't there been any news for so many years? It was as if this person had suddenly disappeared.

Qin Hanze, just who are you?

Don't tell me you have an even worse "scum man" quality than Li Sicheng?

She was deeply suspicious of her sweet memories of the past few months.

When she thought of this, the goosebumps on Wen Zhizhi's hands started to appear. She subconsciously rubbed her hands, hoping to create some warmth.