It’s Colder Today

After raising his head and taking half a sip, everyone was still waiting for his answer.

His English has an American pronunciation, which is largely due to the fact that he studied in high school in the United States.

"My ex-girlfriend." He thought he had suppressed the bitterness in his expression, and said in the self-deprecating tone often used in American TV series, "For the first time, I had the idea of ​​getting married to someone. In the end, I realized that I was only with her. My dead first love looked a lot like me. I thought she was in love with me, but it turned out that I was just a clown. Failed miserably, a super failure."

It was probably because of Wei Congying's expression when he said this that Garp felt that he had never let go, so he was curious about what it was like for a girl who was willing to abandon Wei Congying.

Unfortunately, when I asked Li Te, Li Te didn’t know him.

As for Zhang Guangwei, who was following Wei Songying, he kept silent as if there was some taboo.

I didn't expect to see him this time. When he came out of the fast food restaurant, Garp took a look at it from a distance. Very beautiful, not just superficial beauty, but a sense of story. This sense of story led to her wearing simple yet beautiful clothes.

Zhang Guangwei was curious about what Garp meant by "He lost again this time?" and asked him several times. Garp hooked his fingers at him. When Zhang Guangwei came closer, he leaned into his ear and said: "He chased If he goes out, it means he cares, and if he cares, it means he lost."

Yeah?

Zhang Guangwei looked outside the bar. Shi Yun and Wei Congying were no longer there.

Should Wei Cong lose?

Zhang Guangwei doesn't think so.

Because Shi Yun came here, Wei Zongying obviously won.

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Shi Yun got into the car and put on her seat belt before she saw the man chasing after her. Perhaps because he was already sitting in the car, or perhaps because Wei Zongying was beside him, Shi Yun's fear was quickly suppressed.

She adjusted her seat and asked him where he lived.

He lived near the memorial tower in Douglas, next to a mountain. When he went up the mountain, he could see Ireland on the opposite side. The apartment was also very close to the beach and the port. There was also a long railway track behind the house, and he could always see small trains passing by.

He told Shi Yun the name of the street, but Shi Yun didn't know how to drive there. She had only been in the Isle of Man for two days.

Wei Cong responded: "Let's drive, I'll show you the way."

This car belongs to Zhang Guangwei, and it also has a manual transmission. Wei Songying was already mentally prepared that she might make her vomit, but the person in her memory who hated driving a manual transmission was now driving Zhang Guangwei's car expertly.

The two people in the car did not chat along the way. They drove into the tunnel. What Wei Zong could see was a row of lights on the roof of the tunnel, as well as the hand of the person next to him holding the steering wheel, and his hand on the gear shifter from time to time. . The car drives very steadily and her driving skills are already very good. It seems that she has been driving a lot in the three years since they were separated.

The screwdriver he drank in the bar fermented in his body. He knew how much he drank, and he shouldn't let himself get drunk at this point.

It was probably because of the tightness in my chest that it couldn't come up or go down, so my eyes were so angry that I felt dizzy.

The car was very quiet, no music was playing, and the two of them didn't speak, except for his occasional words of guidance.

Along the road near the sea, drive for a minute and turn left. The third house is his residence. The white house stands out in the dark when the car lights shine on it.

Decorative yard fences offer essentially zero protection against thieves. Shi Yun turned off the car and pulled the handbrake. She had already sent the person back. But the person in the passenger seat didn't make any movement yet. He turned his head to look at him and saw that he was not asleep.

His gaze fell on the front, his elbows resting on the car door, looking at the road ahead illuminated by the car lights. There was nothing good to see.

Shi Yun didn't rush him and looked forward along with his gaze.

The car was quiet, and what broke the silence in the confined space was his mobile phone.

The caller was Zhang Guangwei. They stopped drinking and were ready to leave. As soon as he came out, Zhang Guangwei found that his car was missing, and Wei Songying was also missing.

"Hey, where have you been?" Zhang Guangwei asked him on the other end of the phone.

"Going home." Wei Zongying didn't get out of the car to answer the phone. His voice rang in the small car, like a sound-processed recording in a recording studio. The quality was very good.

Shi Yun didn't make a sound, and even his breathing slowed down subconsciously.

Zhang Guangwei on the other end of the phone was suspicious: "Go home? Why did you go back by yourself all of a sudden? Okay, you drove the car when you came here. Where did you park my car? I remember it was on the 15th floor north of the fast food restaurant. Mi, why can’t I find it now? I didn’t receive a call from the police that the tow truck couldn’t be towed, so it just disappeared.”

Wei Cong responded without changing his expression or tone: "I'm driving away."

"Ah?" Zhang Guangwei thought he heard wrongly.

"Yeah." He said calmly.

Before hanging up the phone, Wei Zongying added: "You can take a taxi back and I'll reimburse you."

The call lasted just over a minute, and once the call ended, everything fell silent again. Wei Zongying put down the phone and returned to the action he did before answering the phone, but this time he did not remain silent.

Wei Songying: "Didn't you say you wanted to talk? Let's talk."

The drafts I had written before always felt not good enough at this moment, and the words I wanted to say were swallowed again.

Wei Zongying saw her words, and the fact that she was used as someone else's substitute stirred up the anger that had been suppressed by his force for three years. The ashes were torn open, air got in, and the sparks turned into fire.