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Wenzhizhi is on her way back to the hospital. She has just finished today's class. Walking on the way back to the hospital, I saw a figure in the corner of my eye, and I felt puzzled in my eyes.

Meng Qingyang? She squinted and looked at it carefully, only to find that she was wrong.

She shook her head, turned around and walked on. And behind her, the figure she had just seen stood in the same place, looking at the back of wenzhizhi, with a greedy and sentimental look in her eyes.

This kind of character is also easy to make friends.

"If it has any effect on you, I really appreciate it." Zhang Wensi chuckled heartily. Her personality is a rare forthright girl.

Meng Qingyang listened to her and said with a chuckle, "it's worthy of being a lawyer of Zhang. The ability of persuading people is really one-on-one."

"Well? I don't feel much. As a good friend of Zhizhi, I naturally hope that she is good. Your feelings are your business, and I'm not going to say anything more. " She raised her eyebrows and spoke clearly.

Meng Qingyang said here, the smile on the corner of his mouth became as gentle as in the past, and said to Zhang Wensi: "how do you feel?"

"Well? Give up? " Meng Qingyang seemed to hear some funny jokes, shook his head and said: "no, I will not give up. Although it's hard for me to be rejected by her again and again, I don't think I will give up her like this in my heart

The light smile, the hand holds the chin, the expression deep under the eye is complex.

"Ready to give up?" Zhang Wensi looked at him with

"if he has not been in love, how can he fall in love?" Meng Qingyang stirred the spoon in his hand and looked at the coffee inside. His impetuous heart gradually calmed down.

"Lovelorn?" Zhang Wensi politely chuckles at the waiter who brings the coffee, but makes people red. Zhang Wensi didn't care. Instead, she looked at Meng Qingyang and asked.

With a look of exploration in her eyes, she followed Meng Qingyang and found a cafe to sit down. I ordered two Mocha, and then I looked at him.

One is gentle and modest, and the other is indifferent. Zhang Wensi thinks in his mind, but at the same time, he thinks about his good friend, wenzhizhi.

He was wearing a cap and a casual dress, and his body was dazzling and covered. This kind of Meng Qingyang makes Zhang Wensi confused, which is quite different from the Meng Qingyang she knows.

"Well, let's go." Meng Qingyang said lightly, with his hands in his trouser pockets, his elegant and warm breath was deeply hidden in his bones.

I want to turn her down, but I want a cup of coffee to calm down.

Meng Qingyang raised his eyes, and then drooped his eyelids. Ben

in the end, with a faint suspicion in his eyes, he finally said to him, "has it been a while since I disappeared? Have a cup of coffee

"You feel wrong." Meng Qingyang said lightly, and Zhang Wensi looked at him with a strange face.

He has a slight hook in the corner of his lips. When facing Zhang Wensi, he still looks a little cold.

Meng Qingyang heard her say so, her eyes flashed uncomfortable look. Has your performance been so obvious?

Zhang Wensi looked at him like this, with a puzzled look in his eyes, swept him up and down and said, "what's the matter with you? It's this Look decadent? "

But out of politeness, he stopped and said, "hmm?"

Meng Qingyang steps a meal, raised his head, eyes cold, only to see is Zhang Wensi eyes slightly wave.

"Meng Qingyang?" Zhang Wensi stopped and looked at him with an uncertain look in his eyes.

She was not recognized until she was hit by a brisk walk.

After repeated hesitation, he stood up and prepared to leave. However, Zhang Wensi, who came to see Wenzhi at the gate of the hospital, bowed his head and said, "otherwise go back..." Meng Qingyang took a look at the place where she went in, with hesitation in his eyes, but he was not reconciled to it.

Meng Qingyang casually found a chair not far away to sit down, fingers kept rubbing, suggesting that he is not calm mood.

He didn't care. People looked at him with surprise and doubt in their eyes, because he looked like a stalker.

Meng Qingyang stood not far away with a cap, looking at the door of Wen Ziyu's ward, with restrained emotion in his eyes.

As soon as he got to Wen Ziyu's ward, he ran over quickly, opened the door and hid in the room.

She quickened her pace, but the two burning feelings on her back still did not go away. There was a flustered look in wenzhizhi's eyes.

Often she turned her head to see, but did not find a person behind her, other people are also doing their own things. If wenzhizhi didn't really feel it, she would have thought something was wrong with her brain.

When I was on the road, this kind of feeling suddenly existed, which made people crazy. But wenzhizhi is more afraid, for this unknown thing, people are always afraid.

She always felt that someone was following her. The feeling that someone was watching her back made her scalp numb.Wenzhizhi walked in the hospital, her face turned a little white. I don't know why she started from the beginning.

He seemed to think of something, quietly touched his own ears, a little hot.

He swept his fingers across the table and squinted, not knowing if she would like it.

Qin Hanze looked at the things prepared on the table, and his eyes flashed. He also had to say that this was definitely his "if Mr. Meng is lucky enough to catch up with my home Zhizhi in the future, don't forget to remember my credit in my heart." Zhang Wensi said, drinking the rest of the cup of coffee, smiling brightly.

"It's natural." Meng Qingyang returned with a polite smile. It seemed that they had reached an agreement, but there was a layer of window paper between them.