She thought about hiding for a moment, instead of walking forward.

Why are the two of them together? What are they talking about?

It was faintly true that Zhao Yiran could also hear their voices.

"You don't seem to have the right to interfere with the matter between Yiran and me, right?" It was the very familiar voice that Zhao Yiran had heard again for a long time.

For some reason, she felt extremely strange when she heard him mention her name.

"What happened between you two? How many times have you met in the past few years? Do you know how much is related to her? Do you go to watch her dance?

How many works do you know about her? Do you know how long and dyed her hair now?"

These questions were thrown out, and Dong Fang could easily see through the guilty feeling that was swaying across the man's face. He was getting more and more excited, and his voice became louder.

Zhao Yiran hid not far away and heard his voice very clearly.

Neither of them knew, and the woman they had been arguing about was listening to them.

She was listening there, and she didn't even take a look at the message Yang Meili sent on the way.

Suddenly, he felt that the two people in front were very strange. She didn't expect to see Qin Zhengwei here, and she didn't expect that the confrontation between the two boats seemed to be, and that he and Dong Fang were actually on the same journey.

Every question he raised was indeed what she wanted to ask.

In contrast, Dong Fang's emotions fluctuated, and his voice was excited and his tone continued to rise. Every sentence he said was surrounding Zhao Yiran to question him; and Qin Zhengwei, the man she had been waiting for for five years, was always so calm and uneasy.

Then look at it, Zhao Yiran began to hate these adjectives for the first time, and for the first time she felt that gentleness and politeness was no longer her ideal standard.

He was always so calm that nothing seemed to stir up his ripples. So much so that she felt really hard to argue and was distant.

"It's her business for her to choose." Is it implied that I didn't force her, and it was all her fault for the choice.

"But these are all bad choices you give me, and she can't choose them either."

After saying that, Zhao Yiran noticed that Liang Jing ran out of another building and headed straight to the gate to stop the two people's argument.

"You are confused?! This is at the gate, and the fans and reporters saw it. Do you want to make a big deal?" Seeing this situation, Liang Jing really hated the game he had just hit. He pulled Dong Fang and walked a few steps away, whispering to scold him.

This was like a blow. Dong Fang was really worried about controlling his emotions at the beginning. He couldn't control himself from Zhao Yiran's affairs. Who knew that the man's words were unspeakable and he couldn't stop his anger.

He exhaled deeply and nodded, telling Liang Jing that he got it.

Then he took out a cigarette and held it in his mouth. The lighter caught fire. After igniting it, he squinted his eyes and took a breath, and spit out a stream of white smoke.

Liang Jing signaled Qin Zhengwei to go out and find a place, and the two of them talked about it separately.

The man nodded.

"I have already chosen your future without hesitation. Why are you doing this hypocritical again? Brother, women are not left to you like this. If you don't cherish it, you are not lucky. Do whatever you should do. Remember to enjoy your face when we hold a banquet in the future."

But what responded to him was elsewhere.

"Sister, why haven't you left yet?"

Jiang Eryang's voice from upstairs surprised the three people downstairs.

Only Qin Zhengwei, I don’t know who he grew up Jiang Eryang, nor who he called.

The boy upstairs did see the woman hiding behind the building first, and then he saw the two elder brothers in the direction.

The three men's eyes happened to look at each other in the air.

Dong Fang looked at Liang Jing in amazement, and he was obviously unaware of it.

But I was afraid that Zhao Yiran would be here, and the situation would be even more awkward, so I quickly called Qin Zhengwei to leave.

The woman, who was also shocked, saw the man turn around and walk towards the direction Jiang Eryang just shouted.

And the initiator on the upstairs disappeared.

Dong Fang approached step by step, and the figure projected from his tall body gradually wrapped around her. He gently poked the cigarette butt to the wall.

Extinguished.

Seeing this, Zhao Yiran couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"Why are you here?" After saying that, Dong Fang realized that he was so unconfident, and it was completely different from the moment.

Just this sentence has been the result of the long brewing process of walking just now.

Zhao Yiran was only more serious than him. "I'll... give Jiang Eryang something." He didn't even dare to look directly at him.

Then he fell into silence.

"Sister Meili is waiting for me at the door...I'll leave first." The woman said hesitantly, and Dong Fang looked at her as if she had lost her soul.

I was choked back when I wanted to explain anything.

His eyes drifted towards the woman's back as she walked away, weak and thin.

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As soon as the woman got into the car, Yang Meili felt that she was out of her mind.

After asking a few questions, she didn't say anything about the reason. She recovered and said, "Drive first, drive first."

If it weren't for the sign at the door clearly marked with the big words "Guangyang Basketball Club", Yang Meili would have thought she had gone to the haunted house.

What strange thing happened to me?

The co-pilot explained the confusing ideas, where should we start?

"I saw Qin Zhengwei." Zhao Yiran still felt a little confused when he spitted out of his mouth.

After hearing this, Yang Meili looked surprised and widened her eyes with false eyelashes, "Who do you see?" She was glad that her ability to accept was OK, so she stopped in the middle of the road without subconsciously.

"Dong Fang started arguing with him." Another blow.

Now Yang Meili couldn't make any sound, her eyes were already wide open, and her fiery red lips opened, "Wow!"

The day after returning from Zheng Mengqi's house, Zhao Yiran told everything about Dong Fang and herself, so Yang Meili also knew what the relationship between them was.

"This Shura Field is really...what are you?!" She couldn't help but wonder how fierce the scene was.

"I hid on the side and listened. After delivering things to Jiang Eryang, I ran into it when I went downstairs." The woman was meditating and repeated all the things she heard to her.

Although Yang Meili didn't say a word on the way, the expression on her face also changed a little after a while.

Finally, I turned around at a crossroads, "Look, don't go to the mall, so I won't care about your sister, I'll take care of you first."

"Don't delay you because of these bad grains."

After hearing this, Zhao Yiran did not refute, and spread her on the backrest in a dismay, as if she hadn't come here today.

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The two returned to Zhao Yiran's house. As soon as they entered the door, the fragrance of roses lingered in the monastery came to their faces.

The bottle he gave had already burned.

"Wash your hands and change your clothes." Yang Meili patted her butt, then opened the refrigerator and took some snacks, opened the small wine cabinet and took a bottle of sparkling wine and two glasses of wine.

Zhao Yiran’s biggest feeling about what she heard today is that she is very unfamiliar with Dong Fang and Qin Zhengwei.

She always thought that everyone was the same. After less socializing, no one paid much attention to each other anymore, but Dong Fang could easily tell me several dance dramas she participated in, what TV shows she had appeared on, where she often performed, and even bought tickets to watch them live.

"I always thought that his feelings for me were just talk about, but it seemed that I really underestimated him. It turned out that it was not as simple as I thought."

She suddenly remembered that he could find his new home address after only posting to his Moments for more than ten minutes; that night he could buy the same scented candle; today he could easily tell so many of her very ordinary jobs in front of Qin Zhengwei.

These things may have been done by anyone with a heart, but she didn't expect that they were Dong Fang, who she knew. The man she thought she could only be roaming, and was not light or heavy.

But Qin Zhengwei in his youth is still so gentle and polite. Six years ago, his temperament could easily stand out from the childish boys of the same age.

And now he is still like this, Zhao Yiran felt really dull again. "I can't even find something from his emotions that have not been ups and downs that she cares about me."

"I'm very conflicted. I can't accept the reality that I wasted so long in a man I realized it was inappropriate. I can't admit that if Dong Fang's feelings for me were real... I can really match his feelings."

She really just thought that Dong Fang was just talking to her.

The woman curled up in a corner of the sofa and surrounded herself with the touch as much as possible. Her voice trembled, very pity and helpless.

Yang Meili sat on the leather sofa on the side, quietly becoming a listener.

She didn't think that Zhao Yiran would be pretentious about saying this. On the contrary, she could understand her very well.

A girl who just went to college used her best and most brilliant six years to wait for a man, but later she found that not only was she the wrong person, but she also ignored another person who really gave.

This uninterrupted continuous process will definitely make a girl panic and have various doubts.

"Baby, listen to me. Don't hold it all over yourself when thinking about problems, especially when many problems are stacked together."

"You have to learn to separate topics."

Simply put, Yang Meili is now trying to summarize all her on her body, picking them out one by one, and those issues that do not belong to her.

Zhao Yiran is excellent in other aspects, and she sees it all. She has goals and achievements in her work, but only in love, she will not reduce the burden on herself.

"You really don't underestimate men. They are much more realistic than us. They will only pay for themselves."

"Just like you think, Dong Fang has been paying attention to you silently for the past few years, and now he is good to you this and that. But that doesn't mean how good he is, it's because he thinks you are good and you deserve it."

She was using various movements, and affirming her with a firm tone and expression.

The woman said weakly, "But I feel that I have been denying his efforts and my various ways." Maybe even my perception of him was denying before.

"Then I will be more sure of him from now on."

"Those things you are struggling with are no longer your topic, or some are not at all."

"Your only problem now is to decide whether you should agree to him based on how you get along with him."

...

The two of them talked in words, until dusk faded and dusk fell.

Zhao Yiran has always been generous with revealing her various thoughts to Yang Meili, because her answers are always valuable and will not speak as much as her elders.

Afterwards, the woman gradually became energetic and said that she would cook some side dishes as a reward, and Yang Meili was willing to do so.

Looking at the woman's busy back in the kitchen, she silently typed a line of words and replied to the chat page that had been covered with white frames.
Chapter completed!