It’s Colder Today

Wei Zongying walked up to Shi Yun without reaching out to hold her. Taking advantage of his height, he looked down at her.

She didn't feel guilty at all. Shi Yun reached out to hold his arm and half-pulled him forward: Do you want me to tell you someone else's love story?

Because she was half pushing and half pulling him away, Shi Yun could feel his lack of cooperation. Wei Zongying was a little angry. He never thought he was a narrow-minded person, but just now he saw her chatting so happily with others, and he was not happy at all.

Someone else’s love story?

Wei Zongying thought of the way he saw Jiao Fan and Kang Ziqian getting along at the door of the hotel, like a bad guy telling a little boy that there is no Ultraman in the world: The two of them can't last long.

Shi Yun didn't believe it.

The next day, they originally planned to go to a famous nearby lake to try out bamboo rafting, but they were caught in a heavy rain just after they came back from dinner last night.

When Yun got up in the morning, it was still raining outside the window. The heavy rain hit the window glass, and finally formed a line and accelerated from the height of the glass.

Being tired of doing anything on a rainy day, Shi Yun ordered a takeaway and checked the weather forecast on her mobile phone.

When I had breakfast, it was still cloudy tomorrow. However, after breakfast, the software refreshed and the weather became rainy again.

After she ate the last piece of hash brown, she fell on the bed in her pajamas and scrolled through her cell phone out of boredom.

Wei Zongying simply cleared the table, got up and walked to the balcony with the cigarette case. The wind was blowing in his face, and the shaded area could not avoid all the rain. He stood near the door and looked at the continuous bī on the floor tiles under his feet. Nearby raindrops.

Halfway through the cigarette, he felt so blessed that he suddenly turned his head.

There was a face behind the glass door of the balcony. Wei Zongying opened the balcony door, raised the hand holding the cigarette farther away, leaned towards the crack of the door, deliberately bumped her forehead with his forehead, and asked her: What's wrong?

Jiao Fan asked me if I was free. Shi Yun raised her phone to show him, She asked me to go to the store next door for a beauty treatment.

Wei Zong responded: Do you want to go?

Shi Yun didn't care: Staying in the room is boring anyway.

Wei Cong responded: Then go.

The beauty shop was right opposite the B\u0026B. Wei Zongying asked the owner of the B\u0026B to borrow an umbrella and sent Shi Yun to the shop he had made an appointment with Jiao Fan. Before leaving, he gestured to Shi Yun to make a phone call. Open the umbrella and walk into the heavy rain again.

Shi Yun walked towards the store, and the first thing she saw was Jiao Fan, who was leaning against the wall with a plain expression. She was holding her mobile phone, but her eyes kept falling on the hand holding the mobile phone.

There was an extra ring on her ring finger that Shi Yun didn't have last time she saw her.

Jiao Fan said that Kang Ziqian proposed to her last night.

Just as he was about to say congratulations, Shi Yun noticed something was wrong with Jiao Fan's mood. After closing her mouth, she looked around and found that the fire escape at the end of the corridor might be a good place to talk.

There was a smell of stale air in the fire escape. As soon as Shi Yun entered, he sneezed twice because of the dust, and finally rubbed the tip of his nose with the back of his hand.

Jiao Fan sat on the steps exhausted, not caring whether the ground was dirty or not. She rested her forehead on her knees, looking helpless.

Shi Yun squatted next to her: Do you regret agreeing?

I'm not worthy. Jiao Fan's voice was muffled. After taking a deep breath, she looked up with tears on her face, I had a one-night stand with someone else.

Jiao Fan originally had no intention of telling Shi Yun such unspeakable words. But she needs someone to help her ease the burden.

Her sense of morality was running wild in her heart, and she really had no way of marrying Kang Ziqian after she did such an outrageous thing.

But after eight years of dating, Jiao Fan was unwilling to give up the friendship they had maintained together.

So the two feelings were like five horses tearing a corpse apart, pulling her body to opposite sides. She started to feel pain from the heart, as if she was about to be divided into two halves, and there were two more people living in these two halves of the body. Villains, they were screaming, attacking Jiao Fan with their sharp voices.

Yesterday, Kang Ziqian suddenly proposed to her after he came back. She was confused the whole time. The two of them had been together for so long, and it was as if they were not married and married. He put the ring on her ring finger and talked about love.

They have accompanied each other from adolescence until now.

But he had a little secret hidden deep in his heart that he couldn't tell him.

She did something sorry for him, even though it was drunken sex.

She tried to keep this thing in her stomach, but she couldn't help herself. There were no traces on her body, but everything still remained in her heart.

Some time ago, Kang Ziqian always worked overtime every day for promotion. Although he was very tired, he was willing to get promotion. Later, he got his wish and sat in his current position. He was very proud of his childhood and had a bad horse. As a result, he caught up with Jiao Fan and was ostracized in the company.

Kang Ziqian didn't have more time because of his promotion. He was even busier and had social activities.

So Jiao Fan could only face the mess in her work alone.

Kang Ziqian also said that he worked hard to make money so that she would not have so much pressure at work in the future. However, she has a character that refuses to admit defeat.

Later, she received a new project. She finally managed to get the project out of the project. The project was done very well, and the team held a celebration ceremony.