The south branch is warm, the north branch is cold

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But she calculated the time and made breakfast, but she didn't wait for the person she wanted to wait for. Seeing that she was going to be late for work, Chi Qiao had to go to work first. She wanted to send Wen Yan a WeChat message, but she was afraid of disturbing her. I was worried that something was wrong with her, but it seemed that I didn't have the right to ask, so after struggling for a long time, I still sent a seemingly unintentional greeting.

Sitting in the office absent-mindedly, the leader even asked a few questions because he was distracted during the meeting.

Fortunately, after the meeting, I received Wen Yan's WeChat message, but it didn't make her happy, because Wen Yan had an appointment, and she said she couldn't come.

On the other side, Wen Yan got off the plane and refused the breakfast hurriedly bought by assistant Xiaomu, thinking that Chi Qiao would definitely prepare her favorite breakfast, but she didn't expect to receive a call just after the phone was turned on, which made Wen Yan's face pale After getting out of the airport, I saw a car that was both familiar and unfamiliar. I took a deep breath and asked my manager Ling Yue and assistant Xiao Mu to go back to rest and get on the car. Fortunately, because of the temporary change of the itinerary, There are no fans or reporters standing guard.

The car drove to Wen's old house, Wen Yan got out of the car, walked in with her head held high, and as soon as she opened the door, she saw Wen Cheng sitting on the sofa.

Wen Cheng was wearing a black suit and was sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper. He only raised his head when he heard the door open.

"Are you tired? Eat first." Wen Cheng didn't get up, but there were many emotions hidden in the eyes that looked at Wen Yan.

Wen Yan didn't say anything, she went to wash her hands, and came out to sit at the dining table to have breakfast. The breakfast was very rich, and it was all her favorite food, but Wen Yan didn't have much appetite, so she forced herself to eat it.

After dawdling for a long time before finishing breakfast, he walked over and sat on the sofa far away from Wen Cheng, his body tensed and a gesture of resistance.

Wen Cheng didn't speak immediately, but read the newspaper first, put it away on the tea table beside him, took a big sip of the cold coffee, caught a glimpse of Wen Yan's expression out of the corner of his eye, and felt better many.

"I haven't worked these two days, so I'll just rest at home for a few days." Wen Cheng raised his head and said to Wen Yan.

Wen Yan frowned, she didn't want to stay here, but it was true, there was nowhere to go, besides, Wen Cheng knew all the properties under her name, even if she escaped from this house, she couldn't escape his surveillance, and Wen Cheng had nowhere to go. The first time he asked her to come back in the name of worshiping her parents years ago, she wasn't sure if he already knew about her relationship with Chi Qiao.

Wen Yan went upstairs to take a shower, Wen Yan changed into her home clothes, came out, brushed her hair half dry, and sent Chi Qiao a WeChat message, then got up, took out a key from the bedside cabinet, and opened the opposite room.

The furnishings in the house are the same as many years ago, except that there is no sign of someone's life. There is a photo on the bedside cabinet. Wen Yan walked over, picked up the photo and looked at it carefully. She obviously felt very sad, but she cried If she can't come out, it's probably because all the heartaches and tears have been shed over the years, or maybe it's because she doesn't want the people in the photos to see her cry.

She wanted to make a laugh, but Wen Yinghou, who could perform well in any scene, had a very stiff facial expression at this moment.

In the end, I gave up on this plan, put the photo back to its original place, lifted the quilt and went in, only showing a head looking at the ceiling, those pictures kept appearing in my mind, the parents covered in blood, the operating room with the lights on all the time, my father Mom never opened her eyes and their last phone call, there are many days when she and Wen Cheng depended on each other, the scene where she was embarrassed by the director of the company, and the quarrel with Wen Cheng.

When she was 18 years old, the bright purples and reds all over the world instantly turned into a gray and hopeless future. It is true that when people gain something, they lose something, which makes life reach a relatively strange balance.

Meeting Chi Qiao was perhaps a little luck in her miserable life. That day she stood upstairs and looked at Chi Qiao carrying a heavy camera and a laptop in her hand, and was scolded by her colleagues for helping everyone to the opposite side. Buying coffee should obviously be a messy situation, but Chi Qiao can see a kind of indifference instead.

Wen Yan smiled upstairs, probably a young photographer who just graduated, I don't know how he got into this industry, it is not so easy to deal with various stars in the entertainment industry.

Sure enough, Wen Yan pushed open the door of the lounge and saw Chi Qiao being pointed and scolded by a cameraman again, but she stood there neither humble nor overbearing, as if she didn't care about it, and only focused on fiddling with the camera in her hand.

This is not the first time Wen Yan has cooperated with their company, and this kind of thing is not uncommon in the entertainment industry. Newcomers will inevitably be scolded, and she doesn't want to meddle in other people's business.

It's just that she didn't expect to be bumped by Chi Qiao when she went downstairs after changing her clothes. Confused, he bumped into Chi Qiao who was bowing his head.

Then she saw a pair of extremely clear eyes, in which regret and distress were clearly written.

I hate my recklessness, but why do I feel distressed?

She and her are strangers, aren't they?

But she is greedy for the warmth of her body, and likes her clear and bright eyes, which light up a lamp in her bleak life.

The sound of the doorbell brought her back from her memories to reality, Wen Yan walked to the stairs, and Ye Sishao came in after changing her shoes.

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