In early spring, the severe cold in winter gradually began to fade away, and the bright sunshine brought warmth to this cold city again
Most of the young people on the street have taken off their thick winter clothes and changed into slim and thin fashionable clothes.
Some young girls have already put on beautiful and charming short skirts and stockings, showing passers-by their graceful and sexy figures. The long legs all over the street form a beautiful landscape.
On the balcony of Cheng Gang's house, Yang Xiaowen was half lying in a rattan chair and taking a nap in the sun
There is a glass of water and a notebook on the small table next to it
On the rattan chair, Yang Xiaowen slept peacefully, with black hair spread like clouds, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, her delicate face was so white and moist, and she was so beautiful that it made people feel the urge to touch her when they saw it.
But when she was sleeping, there was still a trace of sorrow like a cloud of mist hanging between her beautiful eyebrows, as if she was talking about the unspeakable secrets in her heart.
The warm wind gently blows by, bringing up the beautiful woman's hair on the rattan chair, dancing in the air
The itching of the ends of the hair across the cheek awakened the sleeping beauty
Yīng… Yang Xiaowen rubbed her sleepy eyes and sat up from the rattan chair murmursingly. The dazzling sunlight shone through her fingers so that she couldn't open her eyes.
When she woke up, Yang Xiaowen quickly sat upright in front of the computer again
She moved her notebook and lit the screen
The computer is not turned off, and a love forum is hung in the browser, which is the forum she often visits.
From this we can see that she is still worried about the news that Ye Jiaqi brought to her last time.
Oh! As soon as I turned on the computer, a scream came from the shock. Yang Xiaowen's originally relaxed body suddenly became tense
Fifteen minutes ago, a message came. Is my sister here or not? Ye Jiaqi is online... Now, here! Sister Ye, are you still here? Yang Xiaowen replied to the message when she passed.
One minute, two minutes, five minutes, ten minutes!
Half an hour has passed the message, and there is no news like a rock sinking into the sea
The avatar on the opposite side is lit but never replied to her
Yang Xiaowen's patience was gradually exhausted. Her previous excitement and joy gradually changed from grief, disappointment, and anger
Until the end, she picked up her phone several times, clicked on the person's chat box, and closed it again and again. She was almost tortured by this incident these days.
Yang Xiaowen sat on a rattan chair and was extremely disappointed and opened her own homepage. She was about to quit the forum, cancel her account and delete the man on WeChat. She didn't want to contact any information about him anymore. It was simply tormenting.
Just one second before she clicked the account and logged out, the doorbell rang...
Who Ah? Today, on Saturday, Cheng Qianyu went to her grandmother's house and would not come back tonight
Who will come to their house this time
Yang Xiaowen was disturbed at this time, and she was extremely dissatisfied with her tone of questioning.
No matter how dissatisfied, the door will still be opened
After hesitating for a few seconds, he did not click the prompt box to cancel the account immediately, and got up and left the rattan chair.
When he arrived at the door, Yang Xiaowen looked out from the cat's eyes, but didn't see who it was. It was a dark piece.
She didn't think too much, she opened the door directly
Hello, is it Ms. Yang Xiaowen? A courier at the door asked politely
Uh, yes! It's me... Yang Xiaowen was a little confused when she looked at the courier in her hand
This is your express delivery, please sign for it...
I didn't buy flowers! The courier was holding a handful of roses in his hand, and Yang Xiaowen had not yet figured out the situation.
Roses are usually given to you by others, but they should not be bought by you. The courier explained
Uh! This is Ah! OK, OK! Yang Xiaowen took the ballpoint pen from the courier and signed the courier form in a daze
I wish you a happy life, sweet love, goodbye! The courier looked at Yang Xiaowen strangely, and without saying anything, he turned around and left their house
Well, thank you! Goodbye, goodbye... Yang Xiaowen replied awkwardly
Close the door, Yang Xiaowen looked at the rose in her hand, wondering
Who gave me flowers?
My husband is in Jialing!
Today doesn’t seem to be a special day!
Yang Xiaowen felt a little strange and looked up and down at the bouquet of red roses in her hand.
Thinking about it, I never thought about what special day it was today. When I returned to the balcony, Yang Xiaowen took out her cell phone. She was going to call Cheng Gang. Except for Cheng Gang, there would be no other person to give her roses.
Didi... At this moment, a private message sound came from the computer
Yang Xiaowen hung up the unreachable phone call like a conditioned reflex. She put down her phone and the roses in her hand, and clicked on the chat box.
Here, here! It's Ye Jiaqi's news
What are you doing? I haven't replied for so long... Yang Xiaowen quickly replied that if this sentence was spoken in voice, she would definitely be able to hear her dissatisfaction in her words.
Oh! Sister is taking a break from her busy schedule to chat with you, I still have to go to work! You are like you, a little rich woman, who is idle at home every day, and you don’t listen if I ask you to find a job
Oh, let’s talk about it after looking for a job, how are you doing with him? Who am I with? I’m confused
It's him...
who is he?
You... The news has not been sent out. Ye Jiaqi pretended to be confused with her understanding, making Yang Xiaowen so angry that she was half-hearted
What's wrong? Talk? Ye Jiaqi sent a message
I don't want to say it anymore...it's boring! Yang Xiaowen replied angrily
Haha... You care so much about the progress of my relationship with your little lover Ah? Smile. Who cares about you? I'm just worried that you don't cheat by him and the dog bites Lu Dongbin... Oh! Thank you sister for your concern. Sister, I'm very nice. That little black man is very interesting. Except for the black spots, everything else is very good... I like it very much
Have you met? Yang Xiaowen regretted it after saying this...
What? You don't want us to meet?
Who cares about you? If you like, just meet me! What does it have to do with me? You guessed it right, we did meet. I just met at noon today. Yang Xiaowen clenched her fist tightly and typed: What did you talk about? I didn’t talk about anything, that guy’s Chinese is good, chatting with him, I feel like a foreigner
He knows China very well, and knows everything! He is very talented
Yang Xiaowen curled her lips and replied: What's so strange about that? There are a lot of foreigners who know Chinese! Of course, nothing is strange, but if you are with him, you won't have cultural barriers, and it's much more convenient to communicate feelings. So, I feel that friends from other people are like Chinese people, and there is no big difference. If you look so ugly, do you like it? Yang Xiaowen's beautiful little eyebrows gradually frowned again.
It's not ugly! He just has a little dark skin, has such a good figure, and has a pretty straight facial features. I'll like it when I look at it a few more times. Besides, men can't just look at the appearance, the inside is the most important thing. That guy is quite gentlemanly and very polite
He pretended that he was just a hooligan, a bad person... Yang Xiaowen scolded Lianlian in her heart
Are you together?
Then it’s so fast, don’t you know this first!
You like him so much, and you don’t get married, why do you know so much? Although my sister likes to play, not all men can catch my eye...
By the way, sister! How is that guy's sexual ability? Not to be a silver-headed wax gun! Ye Jiaqi did not hide her sexual nature, and she spoke straightforwardly. Yang Xiaowen despised her very despised and muttered in a low voice: Bah, I'm so shameless
Complaints, chatting and typing Yang Xiaowen won’t say such vulgar words, she replied by typing
How do I know? You ask him! The pure and dignified Yang Xiaowen can swear words, which shows that she has a lot of opinions about Ye Jiaqi and Carter.
Have you tried it? Since I want to be with him, I must first find out his truth, right? Bah, you have tried it!
OK, OK! Sister doesn't ask, stingy uh! By the way, we're talking about you today... What are you talking about me? Yang Xiaowen was shocked and asked quickly
Just tell him what you said a few days ago!
What did I say, what did you tell him?
You said you will not contact each other again, your relationship has ended...
Where is the person? Xiao Wei...
I have something to do, let's get it off first! With a dull bang, the notebook screen and the keyboard collided violently together.
Most of the young people on the street have taken off their thick winter clothes and changed into slim and thin fashionable clothes.
Some young girls have already put on beautiful and charming short skirts and stockings, showing passers-by their graceful and sexy figures. The long legs all over the street form a beautiful landscape.
On the balcony of Cheng Gang's house, Yang Xiaowen was half lying in a rattan chair and taking a nap in the sun
There is a glass of water and a notebook on the small table next to it
On the rattan chair, Yang Xiaowen slept peacefully, with black hair spread like clouds, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, her delicate face was so white and moist, and she was so beautiful that it made people feel the urge to touch her when they saw it.
But when she was sleeping, there was still a trace of sorrow like a cloud of mist hanging between her beautiful eyebrows, as if she was talking about the unspeakable secrets in her heart.
The warm wind gently blows by, bringing up the beautiful woman's hair on the rattan chair, dancing in the air
The itching of the ends of the hair across the cheek awakened the sleeping beauty
Yīng… Yang Xiaowen rubbed her sleepy eyes and sat up from the rattan chair murmursingly. The dazzling sunlight shone through her fingers so that she couldn't open her eyes.
When she woke up, Yang Xiaowen quickly sat upright in front of the computer again
She moved her notebook and lit the screen
The computer is not turned off, and a love forum is hung in the browser, which is the forum she often visits.
From this we can see that she is still worried about the news that Ye Jiaqi brought to her last time.
Oh! As soon as I turned on the computer, a scream came from the shock. Yang Xiaowen's originally relaxed body suddenly became tense
Fifteen minutes ago, a message came. Is my sister here or not? Ye Jiaqi is online... Now, here! Sister Ye, are you still here? Yang Xiaowen replied to the message when she passed.
One minute, two minutes, five minutes, ten minutes!
Half an hour has passed the message, and there is no news like a rock sinking into the sea
The avatar on the opposite side is lit but never replied to her
Yang Xiaowen's patience was gradually exhausted. Her previous excitement and joy gradually changed from grief, disappointment, and anger
Until the end, she picked up her phone several times, clicked on the person's chat box, and closed it again and again. She was almost tortured by this incident these days.
Yang Xiaowen sat on a rattan chair and was extremely disappointed and opened her own homepage. She was about to quit the forum, cancel her account and delete the man on WeChat. She didn't want to contact any information about him anymore. It was simply tormenting.
Just one second before she clicked the account and logged out, the doorbell rang...
Who Ah? Today, on Saturday, Cheng Qianyu went to her grandmother's house and would not come back tonight
Who will come to their house this time
Yang Xiaowen was disturbed at this time, and she was extremely dissatisfied with her tone of questioning.
No matter how dissatisfied, the door will still be opened
After hesitating for a few seconds, he did not click the prompt box to cancel the account immediately, and got up and left the rattan chair.
When he arrived at the door, Yang Xiaowen looked out from the cat's eyes, but didn't see who it was. It was a dark piece.
She didn't think too much, she opened the door directly
Hello, is it Ms. Yang Xiaowen? A courier at the door asked politely
Uh, yes! It's me... Yang Xiaowen was a little confused when she looked at the courier in her hand
This is your express delivery, please sign for it...
I didn't buy flowers! The courier was holding a handful of roses in his hand, and Yang Xiaowen had not yet figured out the situation.
Roses are usually given to you by others, but they should not be bought by you. The courier explained
Uh! This is Ah! OK, OK! Yang Xiaowen took the ballpoint pen from the courier and signed the courier form in a daze
I wish you a happy life, sweet love, goodbye! The courier looked at Yang Xiaowen strangely, and without saying anything, he turned around and left their house
Well, thank you! Goodbye, goodbye... Yang Xiaowen replied awkwardly
Close the door, Yang Xiaowen looked at the rose in her hand, wondering
Who gave me flowers?
My husband is in Jialing!
Today doesn’t seem to be a special day!
Yang Xiaowen felt a little strange and looked up and down at the bouquet of red roses in her hand.
Thinking about it, I never thought about what special day it was today. When I returned to the balcony, Yang Xiaowen took out her cell phone. She was going to call Cheng Gang. Except for Cheng Gang, there would be no other person to give her roses.
Didi... At this moment, a private message sound came from the computer
Yang Xiaowen hung up the unreachable phone call like a conditioned reflex. She put down her phone and the roses in her hand, and clicked on the chat box.
Here, here! It's Ye Jiaqi's news
What are you doing? I haven't replied for so long... Yang Xiaowen quickly replied that if this sentence was spoken in voice, she would definitely be able to hear her dissatisfaction in her words.
Oh! Sister is taking a break from her busy schedule to chat with you, I still have to go to work! You are like you, a little rich woman, who is idle at home every day, and you don’t listen if I ask you to find a job
Oh, let’s talk about it after looking for a job, how are you doing with him? Who am I with? I’m confused
It's him...
who is he?
You... The news has not been sent out. Ye Jiaqi pretended to be confused with her understanding, making Yang Xiaowen so angry that she was half-hearted
What's wrong? Talk? Ye Jiaqi sent a message
I don't want to say it anymore...it's boring! Yang Xiaowen replied angrily
Haha... You care so much about the progress of my relationship with your little lover Ah? Smile. Who cares about you? I'm just worried that you don't cheat by him and the dog bites Lu Dongbin... Oh! Thank you sister for your concern. Sister, I'm very nice. That little black man is very interesting. Except for the black spots, everything else is very good... I like it very much
Have you met? Yang Xiaowen regretted it after saying this...
What? You don't want us to meet?
Who cares about you? If you like, just meet me! What does it have to do with me? You guessed it right, we did meet. I just met at noon today. Yang Xiaowen clenched her fist tightly and typed: What did you talk about? I didn’t talk about anything, that guy’s Chinese is good, chatting with him, I feel like a foreigner
He knows China very well, and knows everything! He is very talented
Yang Xiaowen curled her lips and replied: What's so strange about that? There are a lot of foreigners who know Chinese! Of course, nothing is strange, but if you are with him, you won't have cultural barriers, and it's much more convenient to communicate feelings. So, I feel that friends from other people are like Chinese people, and there is no big difference. If you look so ugly, do you like it? Yang Xiaowen's beautiful little eyebrows gradually frowned again.
It's not ugly! He just has a little dark skin, has such a good figure, and has a pretty straight facial features. I'll like it when I look at it a few more times. Besides, men can't just look at the appearance, the inside is the most important thing. That guy is quite gentlemanly and very polite
He pretended that he was just a hooligan, a bad person... Yang Xiaowen scolded Lianlian in her heart
Are you together?
Then it’s so fast, don’t you know this first!
You like him so much, and you don’t get married, why do you know so much? Although my sister likes to play, not all men can catch my eye...
By the way, sister! How is that guy's sexual ability? Not to be a silver-headed wax gun! Ye Jiaqi did not hide her sexual nature, and she spoke straightforwardly. Yang Xiaowen despised her very despised and muttered in a low voice: Bah, I'm so shameless
Complaints, chatting and typing Yang Xiaowen won’t say such vulgar words, she replied by typing
How do I know? You ask him! The pure and dignified Yang Xiaowen can swear words, which shows that she has a lot of opinions about Ye Jiaqi and Carter.
Have you tried it? Since I want to be with him, I must first find out his truth, right? Bah, you have tried it!
OK, OK! Sister doesn't ask, stingy uh! By the way, we're talking about you today... What are you talking about me? Yang Xiaowen was shocked and asked quickly
Just tell him what you said a few days ago!
What did I say, what did you tell him?
You said you will not contact each other again, your relationship has ended...
Where is the person? Xiao Wei...
I have something to do, let's get it off first! With a dull bang, the notebook screen and the keyboard collided violently together.
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