Chapter 150

"It's all your fault." Chen Mabai took a look at the troublesome servant just now, trotted directly to Tong Zimei who was about to walk to the gate, and grabbed her.

Tong Zimei looked back at her in surprise, "what's the matter? "Mother Chen?"

Chen Ma chuckled and motioned to Tong Zimei to take a step to speak. She asked quietly, "do you want to ask when the husband will come?"

"Yes." Tong Zimei frowned.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you that my husband said that day that he would not come here for a few days, but maybe he will come soon." Chen Ma's eyes twinkled and she hesitated, "but when Mr. Chen is coming, you must not mention that Mr. Chen is going to get married. We have heard this in private. Otherwise, otherwise, I will lose my job... "

This thing was originally not allowed to be said. It's all the fault of that talkative old woman. She complained in her heart.

Tong Zimei smiles, "don't worry, I just want to ask him something else..."

Chen's mother was still worried. When she turned around and left, she did not forget to tell her, "don't say it..."

Looking at the servants' careful appearance, he was afraid that the war between him and Tang Chenghan would hurt them. Tong Zimei could not help shaking her head and grinning bitterly. At this time, who cares about himself? Who cares about his feelings?

Since he comes back, wait for him.

Did not expect to say Cao Cao, Cao Cao to!

Tang Chenghan, who didn't show up for a few days, drove to the Banshan villa in the afternoon.

However, this time, he looked slightly haggard and thin.

Tong Zimei is not in the bedroom. When he asks the servant where Tong Zimei is going, he still has a faint nasal sound.

Knowing that Tong Zimei was wandering behind the villa, he turned back and went downstairs and went out directly from the back door of the villa.

Far away, I saw Tong Zimei standing alone in front of the small white fence, as if looking at the bare trees on the mountain in the distance.

A light blue dress, a beige cut-out sweater. The cold wind made her short hair dance wildly, blowing her long skirt close to one side of her body, showing her good posture.

But now it looks so lonely and lonely.

Tang Chenghan didn't step forward, just stood in the same place, quietly watching the picturesque woman in the distance.

I don't know how long it took Tong Zimei to sigh and turn around.

But I saw Tang Chenghan standing in the distance.

Today's Tang Chenghan is just a casual dress, with navy casual pants and beige top. Compared with his usual suit and shoes, he looks much softer.

Just about to take a step, she suddenly thought that he was going to get married. Suddenly, a burst of unexplained sour filled her whole heart, and she froze there.

Or Tang Chenghan step forward, standing a few steps away from Tong Zimei.

Although the cold wind hit people, but the afternoon sun warm, shining on the body, actually has a warm feeling.

Don't know is the temperature of the sun is too high or see Tang Chenghan heart nervous reason, in Tang Chenghan's dark eyes forced to see, not many will, Tong Zimei delicate nose will emerge a layer of sweat.

"I don't think so?" As soon as Tang Chenghan opened his mouth, he was astonishing.

"Eh?" Although heard, but did not fully digest the meaning of this sentence Tong purple eyebrow surprised raised eyes, thought he heard wrong.

"Didn't you miss me these days?" Tang Chenghan asked again, soft eyes, soft tone, charming smile, all these moments let Tong Zimei have a delusion, is this the moody devil man before?

His smile, let Tong Zimei's thoughts fly back ten years ago, this is the smile of the boy who dotes on her and loves her.

But the trance brought by this thought was just a moment. Tong Zimei soon looked as usual. Instead of answering Tang Chenghan's question directly, she said faintly, "Congratulations first."

Tang Cheng was stunned, "what?"

Then wake up, the original smile once stagnated in the face, "you know?"

Tong Zimei lowers her head, which is the default.

"Who told you that?" Tang Chenghan's tone was a little hasty.

"I overheard it." Tong purple eyebrow light answer a way, "this is a good thing, have what need to conceal."

A cold wind hit, blowing the dead leaves on the ground, hit a few spin, just fell on Tong Zimei's feet.

Tong Zimei can't help holding her arms. Her thin clothes can't resist the cold wind.

Tang Chenghan looks at Tong Zimei.

Porcelain white face, clear eyes do not see any emotional fluctuations, as if their marriage and she has no relationship, she is just a passer-by who knows the news.

All of a sudden, he was frustrated and came here impulsively today. Originally, he had other ideas to tell her, but her insipid words first extinguished the hope that had been looming in his heart.

Staring at the beautiful woman in front of him, Tang Chenghan is in a trance.That night many years ago, he and she ate the forbidden fruit and promised that he would let her be his most beautiful bride in his life, and she vowed that he would not marry her.

Now, the fate of the twists and turns, ten years of time and did not leave any traces on her body, she is still pure, still beautiful, but her bride has become someone else.

The so-called thing is the person is not, fleeting time is no longer, about to say is his present situation.

Forget all these years, just think about the warm relationship between the two people in the past, and then look at the silence in front of them. Who can dare say that the vows of the green apple era can really last forever as people wish?

On the hillside, there was no sound, but the wind seemed to tell something.

Tang Chenghan's eyes are deep and he looks at Tong Zimei quietly. She is still the same as she was ten years ago, and has not changed much. The only thing that has changed is that her temperament is more and more calm.

Years have not changed her face, but engraved a deep brand on her heart. They say that her eyes are the windows of her heart. Although her eyes are clear, they have precipitated the years, and they clearly tell the vicissitudes and helplessness she has experienced.

Tang Chenghan looks at Tong Zimei, a throb passes in his heart.

He took Tong Zimei and put his cold hands in his warm hands. He held them tightly. His voice was a little hoarse. "Rocky, if possible, would you like to start all over again?

It was the first time in so many years that he really called her name.

Tong Zimei, who had cast her eyes on the ground and unconsciously fiddled with the dead leaves on her feet, suddenly opened her eyes wide. When he looked up, Tang Chenghan just saw her look of astonishment.

Tang Chenghan was also stunned for a moment, and instantly felt that this sentence was not from his own mouth.

Sure enough, Tong Zimei's clear eyes are full of doubts, puzzles, and more incredible and incredible.

That kind of expression, let Tang Chenghan immediately read out, in Tong Zimei's eyes, he just made a great determination to declare that he was just joking, or saying a joke, or he was telling a story about a wolf who decided not to eat sheep from now on.