Having made up her mind, Wen Li felt that her whole body was surrounded by excitement.

After the rehearsal was over and she took a shower, she was wiping her hair while using her mobile phone to check the information of the flight to Lin City.The time and schedule are convenient, and without accident, she will be able to see Chen Hezheng before dawn.

How did that sentence say——

Go meet, wear a pretty little dress, and meet your favorite person.

Zheng Jiaxun was about to leave the dressing room, passed by Wen Li, reached out and pinched her face, "Did you pick up the money? You smiled so happily."

Wen Li just smiled, didn't speak, his eyes were full of sweetness, he looked extremely cute.

Before catching the plane, always have to change clothes. Wen Li went home first and found a skirt from the closet. It was made of poplin, the material was light and soft, and there were thin ties on the back and neck.Long hair shawl, slightly curly, makeup done, a little bit of star diamond sequins dipped in the fingertips, painted on the corners of the eyes, a sparkling atmosphere.

Fu Ranning looked at her lying on the sofa, shaking his head and feeling: "Girl in love, you are so energetic!"

Hearing this, Wen Li paused, and suddenly asked, "Ning Ning, does this count as a backlash? Would he not like it?"

How sensitive is the mind in love, and the slightest disturbance will cause uneasiness.

Fu Ranning picked out a lip gloss from the makeup box, and helped Wen Li apply a thin layer, which made her complexion more delicate.

"It's so beautiful," Fu Ranning smiled, "How is Chen Hezheng treating you?"

Wen Li didn't hesitate, and nodded clearly: "Excellent!"

"It's a wonderful thing to take the initiative to go to the person you like." Fu Ranning stroked her hair, "How can you say it's an inversion."

"People I like" and "beautiful things", these two phrases put together made Wen Li's heart thump.

Yes, A Zheng is so good, he deserves her to take the initiative to approach him.

Chen Hezheng told Wen Li about the hotel he stayed in Lin City and the room number.When Wen Li saw this information, he copied it directly and saved it in the memo.

It's like a hamster stuffing food into its cheek pouch. It's a little habit subconsciously. Unexpectedly, it will come in handy.

Entering the cabin of the plane, Wen Li quickly found her place. She didn't bring any luggage, so she was relaxed.

The broadcast started to remind passengers to turn off their mobile phones. After Wen Li adjusted the flight mode, he switched to WeChat again. He glanced at the person at the top, and his heart was filled with shallow throbbing.

The feeling of sweetness is probably addictive, like swallowing a mouthful of hot milk, which warms your throat.

When Wen Li came to see Chen Hezheng, Chen Hezheng was on his way to a dinner.

There is an old man named Meng who lives in Lin City. Before retiring, he was a major leader in literary and art review, and his influence is not trivial.

In recent years, Mr. Meng has lived reclusively and seldom set up a bureau. Recently, he got a satisfactory ancient calligraphy and painting. He was happy for a while, and set up a small banquet in the elegant room of Cicada, and invited a few juniors to come and sit.

Those who can come are naturally not those who are waiting for nothing. Chen Hezheng also spent some effort to get into Lao Meng's game.

According to Chen Hezheng's current fame and value, he didn't need to lower his head originally.However, Dong Cheng has just started, and if he wants to leave Chen Heying's protection and break out of his own world, he has to knock down a few proud bones for the appreciation of the superiors.

The car was speeding all the way, and the lights outside the window were broken.

When he was doing rehabilitation in Germany, Chen Hezheng had a very serious manic depression problem. He suffered from insomnia, loss of appetite, was alone, and hardly communicated with others. Taking medicine and seeing a psychologist regularly were his compulsory courses.

In the past few years, Chen Hezheng has recuperated well, and his manic depression has never recurred.However, he rushed back to Tongyen from Lin City overnight, stayed for less than six hours, and returned to Lin City.After that, he had almost no time to rest, and immediately went to Mr. Meng's dinner.

Such a tiring itinerary made assistant Dong Jingzhen sweat a lot.

With Ye Jinyang not here, Dong Jingzhen was a little uncertain about the young master's condition. He tentatively asked, "Mr. Chen, are you taking medicine?"

He didn't sleep all night, but Chen Hezheng was still not sleepy. He looked out of the car window, with deep and distant eyes, and replied in a low voice: "My medicine is in Tong, but I didn't bring it."

Dong Jingzhen didn't understand for a moment, and was about to say that he was prepared, but a second before he opened his mouth, he suddenly understood.

Whether it's haloperidol or olanzapine, they can't cure the disease. What the young master cares about is people.

Dong Jingzhen had not been following Chen Hezheng for a long time, and had never seen that girl before, so he was curious and shocked at the same time.With Chen Hezheng's appearance and worth, he was born to be sought after, but You Hongchen would actually indulge in this for a relationship, alone.

It is said that it is still first love.

For a lifetime, loving someone is like a fairy tale, but he actually does it better than anyone else.

Cicada does not accept individual guests, the five elegant rooms are all VIPs, there is a traffic jam on the road, Chen Hezheng is a little late, as soon as he enters the door, all the eyes in the room immediately rush to him.

He has a tall and straight figure, wearing black formal attire, rare cold white skin, a pair of eyes as dark as night, awe-inspiring and inviolable.

Both appearance and temperament are dazzling.

A girl in a cheongsam asked her companion beside her, "Is this also a student of Mr. Meng?"

How never seen before.

The companion was also a girl, she shook her head slightly, and said softly, "This guy has a lot of background."

The cheongsam girl looked puzzled.

The companion glanced at Mr. Meng, and slowly said a word: "Chen."

The surname is Chen, low-key and famous, the only one in the circle.

A pair of brothers, each dazzling.

The young girl in the cheongsam thumped in her heart.

It turned out that with his appearance, he seemed to be a little more handsome than the rumored ones, and besides, he was hard to pick up at first glance.

During the dinner, apart from Mr. Meng's students, there was also a girl in a white suit.

Meng Lao had no children when he was young, so he adopted a distant niece, Cheng Huan, and named him Meng Ying.Meng Ying is currently studying for a Ph.D. in a prestigious school, majoring in media, and her mentor is an old friend of Meng Lao, a real leader.

There are no waiters in the elegant room, and Meng Ying personally arranges the drinks and food for Mr. Meng.When pouring the wine, her gaze seemed to stop at Chen Hezheng.

Chen Hezheng was bored, looking at the pattern on the plate, and Meng Lao said something to him, he looked sideways and smiled a little.

Although he was smiling, his whole body was still cold, Meng Ying thought, Chen Hezheng was probably born without warmth.

Cold from the inside out, warm not hot.

Halfway through the dinner, Chen Hezheng found an excuse to go out to breathe.

The lights in the Japanese-style courtyard always seem to be not bright enough, and it looks dim. There are layers of shadows in the corridor, gravel and flowing water outside, and unnamed green plants.

Chen Hezheng walked to the place where the lantern was hung, looked down at something, the profile of his profile was extremely focused, with a rare clarity.

Meng Ying saw his back and walked in his direction.Before he got close, he heard him say: "Have you had the soup that Aunt Tong made?"

Meng Ying thought he was talking on the phone, but saw that after Chen Hezheng finished speaking, the hand holding the phone dropped down.

After a few seconds, he probably thought of something again, then lifted it up again, and continued: "I can't go back to the hotel until twelve o'clock. If you haven't slept yet, call me. I want to hear your voice."

"Business travel is really tiring."

In this situation, it should be sending a voice message, the tone is a bit coaxing, and there is a pet, which is not commensurate with that indifferent aura.

Meng Ying couldn't help being curious, who would such an indifferent person be eager for?

At the same time, she had a secret and subtle intuition that the person who received those messages must be a girl.

After sending the message, Chen Hezheng bowed his head again.Meng Ying spoke at this moment and asked him, "What are you looking at?"

Chen Hezheng didn't make a sound, Meng Ying followed his line of sight and looked over——

A few red carps were swimming happily in the small brick pond, flicking their tails.

What's so cool about this?It's also worth his attention.

Meng Ying pondered for a while, then suddenly said: "My uncle has a weird temper and is not easy to get close to, but he loves me very much and always treats me like his own daughter."

This is a subtle way of saying it, and it seems to be a bit of a seedling head.

Chen Hezheng glanced sideways, and his gaze fell over clearly, Meng Ying's heartbeat suddenly trembled.

She thought, how could this man's eyes be so deep, as if the whole world fell into it.

"It can be seen," Chen Hezheng said, "Old Meng is a kind elder who is very considerate of the younger generation."

It was a very polite response, but I don't know if she didn't understand the meaning of Meng Ying's words, or she didn't accept the move at all.

Meng Ying smiled, said nothing more, turned around and returned to the box.

The dinner was dragged on until it started to rain outside, and then it was announced that it was over. Chen Hezheng was worn out impatiently, and Wen Li never replied to his messages, which made him a little more impatient, and he felt annoyed when he heard the sound of rain.

Meng Lao got into the car early, but Meng Ying stayed where she was, and glanced at Chen Hezheng, "During dinner, Mr. Chen told my uncle that he has been staying at Xirui Hotel for the past few days."

The rain fell on the toes of the shoes along the eaves of the corridor. Chen Hezheng frowned, nodded and said "hmm".

Meng Ying was generous and said directly: "I'm going to that hotel to meet a friend, is it convenient for Mr. Chen to give me a ride?"

It's just a ride, Chen Hezheng will not refute the girl's face in such a trivial matter.

The rain fell harder and harder, the noise continued, and the wiper blades went back and forth, but there was silence in the car.

Meng Ying and Chen Hezheng sat in the back row of the carriage, each occupying one side of the seat.The car drove out, and within a few minutes, Chen Hezheng looked at the phone no less than four times. The screen was unlocked and locked again, and the system sound was especially crisp.

Meng Ying accidentally glanced at his screen. The wallpapers of the lock screen and the main screen are not the same one, but they are all photos of two people.

A man and a woman, faceless, in an intimate embrace and entanglement.

Then, he clicked on the dialog box with a certain person and sent a text message. The black name note on the top was slightly dazzling under the dim light in the car.

Meng Ying clearly saw that Chen Hezheng called her——

carp.

Red carp's carp.

No wonder, he can also focus on watching a pool of red carp. It turns out that he thinks about people when he sees things.

Meng Ying narrowed her eyes, she didn't feel sour or jealous, she was just curious, what kind of girl is that, who can make Chen Hezheng so addicted, like poisoned, she can't leave for a moment.

This world has long since become cold, there is nothing that cannot be used, will there still be unbreakable feelings?

Meng Ying didn't quite believe it.

Her curiosity didn't last long, and soon, she saw it with her own eyes.

The lobby of the Xi Rui Star Hotel is brightly lit like a palace.

When getting out of the car, Chen Hezheng got some water vapor on his body. He felt sticky and frowned frequently. The breath on his body was getting colder and colder. Even Dong Jingzhen became nervous. The boss's state made him feel bad.

Meng Ying thought for a moment, and was about to hand him a handkerchief when, at that moment, an unknown wind seemed to seep through the damp and stuffy air.

Blow away the inexplicable impetuosity.

"A Zheng——"

The girl's voice is sweet, a little waxy, with a cheerful ending.

Call him.

"A Zheng!"

Chen Hezheng and Meng Ying raised their eyes almost at the same time and looked over.

The lights and the sound of rain became the perfect foil for this night, setting off the girl's white skirt and her clear and moist eyes.

She stood in the rest area of the hall, tilted her head, looked at Chen Hezheng, only him, with a smile on her lips.

"Running over without saying hello," she said, "does it scare you?"

When she said this, she didn't seem to notice that there was a strange woman beside Chen Hezheng. They were in the same car and entered the hotel at the same time.

Whether you didn't notice it, or didn't care at all.Meng Ying couldn't figure it out either, she thought, this is the unbreakable relationship.

Definite trust is the foundation, and there will be no doubts even for a moment.

Before Meng Ying could take a closer look, Chen Hezheng had already walked over.

He walked quickly, and walked in front of the girl. Without waiting for her to say anything, he directly wrapped his arms around the back of the girl's head, pulled her into his arms, and let her cheek touch his heart.

The man who was so cold just now seemed to have no warmth, but at this moment, he suddenly warmed up, like someone who has been ill for a long time gets medicine, and all the bitterness and coldness have been best redeemed.

He didn't care about Meng Ying being by the side, or how many people saw him, he held her stubbornly and firmly.His palms were pressed against her back, as if he wanted to hide her in his arms, where no one would see him.

So she was his alone.

"Why don't you just tell me?"

Meng Ying heard Chen Hezheng asking in a hoarse voice.

"Just waiting here? How long have you been waiting?"

Meng Ying didn't want to listen to the latter words, she passed the two hugging people and walked towards the elevator.

The high-heeled shoes landed crisply, ringing in her ears, she thought, so they existed.

Unbreakable feelings are real.