Han Qingyan heard Wei Xin's voice and walked even louder, as if there were some beasts chasing him. She had been living with Wei Xin before and never felt embarrassed about any problems. But now... she remembered that when Wei Xin went out to the mall to buy some imported snacks, she would bring her a beautiful set of underwear by passing by the underwear counter. When she got home, she pulled the beautiful little face and threw the suit on the sofa and said, "Look at what did you choose for you?"

"How do you know my size?"

"It's probably guessed, it's pretty good."

Wei Xin hummed a small song and went to the kitchen to cook. It was not awkward at all. Naturally, it seemed as if he had bought himself a coat. "I saw it when I passed by. I felt that the pattern and design were pretty good."

Wei Xin has always had a good taste. The women's perfumes, bags, and even... underwear they gave her are all very beautiful.

When they lived together, Wei Xin often stuffed popsicles that he couldn't finish, or took out food that he hadn't finished, including the milk tea he drank, and even had to say hello and put it directly into Han Qingyan's mouth without even saying hello.

I still remember going out for a walk in the summer evening. They wore the same big flowery shorts and flip-flops, lazily like two little old men. Then they turned a corner on the way home to wholesale a bunch of ice cream. Because of the same taste, they never quarreled over choices. At night, they sat at home drinking red wine and eating ice cream together, watching a relatively profound and difficult foreign movie. When they were drunk, Han Qingyan would lie drunk in Wei Xin's arms.

There is no difference between them.

Sometimes Wei Xin took the wrong bank card and after paying the bill for the girl, he found that the bill was sent to Han Qingyan's mobile phone. He would be annoyed by her for a long time, "You use my pocket money to pick up my sister?"

!”

——Yes, their bank card passwords are the same.

It doesn't matter who spends money, both families also have money.

That carefree and unrestrained day came to an abrupt end, and everything changed from Gu He's appearance.

Thinking of this, Han Qingyan was in a complicated mood. For some reason, she seemed to be heavier. Those beautiful and unrestrained pasts became a thorn in her heart.

Why didn't she notice it before?

At that time, I didn’t feel embarrassed at all. Now I feel embarrassed to see Wei Xin. Isn’t it that her relationship with Wei Xin has changed?

Could it be that so many subtle days, she actually... Han Qingyan went back to her room and buried her whole person in the quilt. Wei Xin sat in a daze in the wide round bathtub. He grabbed his wet hair, then wiped his hand and took the phone next to him.

I skillfully scanned my phone with my face, but found that the wallpaper was different from my own.

Because they are the same model as Han Qingyan's phone, and they are both the same phone case, and they can scan each other's phones until they open the main interface of the phone. Wei Xin found out that he had taken it wrong. It was supposed that Han Qingyan had just put it in the bathroom door. He was stunned and clicked on the text message in a delusion.

At this time, a new text message happened to be sent.

The source is Gu He.

[Qingyan, I was really wrong. In the past, I was very wrong. I shouldn’t have used you. Now I have repented. Can you give me a chance?

Wei Xin is not sincere to you. He is having fun outside, so don’t be fooled by him... Maybe I am not a good person here, but I will let you see my changes. I believe I have the ability to make you fall in love with me again.

】After reading this passage, Wei Xin's eyes changed, and his uncontrollable anger made him say something to Gu He without any hesitation.

【You go and die.

】Gu He quickly sent a message back-[I thought you blocked me by WeChat and would not reply to my text messages again. Qingyan, are you still angry? I will come to you after get off work tomorrow.

】【Don’t anger me, I’m really wrong.
Chapter completed!