Wei Ran just lay quietly in Leng Junyi's arms, and Leng Junyi didn't speak. The air in the room suddenly became a little awkward.
Weiran suddenly got interested, stretched out his hand and gently wrote something on Leng Junyi's chest. Leng Junyi was a little itchy by Weiran, so he stretched out his big hand and gently grabbed Weiran's chest.
hand.
"What is it written about?" Leng Junyi's voice was hoarse and indescribably sexy.
Wei Ran smiled softly, but did not answer Leng Junyi's words, but said softly: "Leng Junyi, you'd better rest for a while, it's almost dawn, and you have to hold a wedding later.
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After Weiran said this, the temperature in the room instantly dropped a lot, and Weiran even felt a chill in her body.
Wei Ran knew that in such a tender moment between two people, it seemed that this matter should not be mentioned.
However, even if neither of them mentions it, this matter will still lie between them and will never be erased.
It's like a thorn piercing the softest part of my heart, and it will cause pain to the core if I move it.
Leng Junyi's thin lips pursed tightly, and his pair of dark and deep eyes seemed to contain too many emotions that could not be expressed in words.
Wei Ran looked at Leng Junyi's look and felt a little distressed for no reason in her heart. Although she knew clearly that the two of them would reach this point sooner or later, she still couldn't help but feel a faint pain in her heart.
This last indulgence is over, the dream should wake up, and she should recognize her identity.
Weiran gently propped herself up and stood up from the bed. She had lived in this room for a long time. Now standing here, she felt as if time had not passed. Weiran seemed to still be able to see four years.
Those things that happened before, those memories that brought her happiness, were as clear as if they happened yesterday.
However, in less than half a day, Leng Junyi will hold someone else's hand and walk onto the red carpet.
If what happened four years ago had not happened, she would be very happy now?
She will bring her healthy and lovely son and live a happy life with Leng Junyi.
Thinking of this, Wei Ran was a little upset about her behavior last night. She was too impulsive last night. Leng Junyi was already getting married, but she still did such a thing.
Weiran secretly warned herself in her heart that such a thing would never happen again.
Weiran stood on the ground with bare feet, bent down, and picked up her clothes bit by bit. When her fingers touched Leng Junyi's clothes, she touched something hard. Weiran gently picked up her clothes.
Leng Junyi's clothes were pulled aside.
Weiran saw a wallet underneath Leng Junyi's clothes, and her memory flashed back to four years ago. Weiran remembered that this wallet was a gift she bought for Leng Junyi.
Gu Mei's condition improved at that time, so she bought a wallet and gave it to Leng Junyi.
And that night, Leng Junyi kissed her forcefully, took a sweet photo of the two of them, and used it as a wallet photo.
Although Weiran knew that Leng Junyi had taken that photo as a wallet photo, she had never seen it.
Weiran gently picked up the wallet that fell on the ground, opened it, and saw the photo of her and Leng Junyi.
In the photo, she lowered her head gently, while Leng Junyi looked domineering, placing a hand on the back of her head with an arrogant and tough look.
Wei Ran looked at her shy look in the photo. She remembered that she was extremely angry after being forcibly kissed by Leng Junyi.
However, looking at the photos now, she does not look angry in the photos, but looks sweet and shy.
It seems that this is the case with everything. When you are involved in something, you often cannot see the essence of the matter clearly.
Only when the incident passes and you look at it as an outsider can you discover the true situation of the matter.
Just today, when Weiran saw this photo, she realized that she had fallen in love with Leng Junyi a long time ago.
When she was able to love, she couldn't see through it because she was in it. And now, when she finally determined where her heart belonged, that person was no longer her lover.
Weiran's tears suddenly flowed from her eyes, and the hot tears dripped down her cheeks little by little.
Suddenly, Weiran felt Leng Junyi hug her slowly from behind, and he put his chin on her hair. Although he didn't speak, Weiran could still feel the bitterness in his heart at this time.
This is probably what is meant by the saying that things change and people change, and fate manipulates people.
"Wei Ran, what did you write on my chest just now?" Leng Junyi asked calmly.
His voice was as low as ever, but not as cold as in the elevator that day. Such Leng Junyi made Weiran feel a warmth in Weiran's heart. Weiran smiled softly, pulling away the coldness again.
Jun Yi's palm gently wrote word by word on his palm.
Hold your son's hand and grow old together with him.
She just wrote these eight words, and just last night, she suddenly wanted to say this sentence to him.
However, Weiran knew that she was not qualified to say this to Leng Junyi now.
The person Leng Junyi wanted to hold hands with could never be her, and now she no longer had the courage to be with him again.
"What is it writing?" Leng Junyi was still confused, but he still patiently felt the slightly itchy touch of Wei Ran on his palm.
He really wanted time to stop at this moment, to stop at this moment forever, at this moment when Wei Ran and him were so tenderly facing each other.
However, reality is always cruel. Before Leng Junyi could slowly enjoy this moment, a clear phone ring rang, breaking the tranquility of this moment.
Leng Junyi looked back at the flashing mobile phone placed on the bedside. He pursed his thin lips but did not move.
However, the caller was particularly persistent. Leng Junyi never answered the call, but the phone kept ringing for a long time.
Even after the phone automatically hung up because no one answered the call for a long time, it rang again in less than a minute.
Weiran was still held tightly by Leng Junyi from behind. She moved slightly in his arms and said, "Go and answer the phone."
"Weiran..." Leng Junyi's lips moved slightly and his brows furrowed tightly.
At this moment, he just wanted to hold Weiran quietly and enjoy the lingering love that had lasted so long, without wanting to be interrupted by anyone.
"Maybe there's something urgent, so you'd better answer the phone quickly." Weiran knew what Leng Junyi was going to say, so she smiled softly and spoke magnanimously.
Leng Junyi then let go of Wei Ran in his arms, strode to the bed, and took the phone in his hand.
When he saw the name displayed on the screen of his mobile phone, Leng Junyi shuddered, then turned his head and glanced at Weiran.
Leng Junyi answered the phone with one hand, put it to his ear, and then walked towards the balcony.
Wei Ran was still smiling, but the expression on her face was extremely bitter.
Leng Junyi held the phone and stood on the balcony, looking at the sun that had already peeked out a little on the horizon. He said to the other end of the phone in a cold voice: "Well, well, I'll be back right away."
When Leng Junyi hung up the phone and walked into the room, Weiran had already dressed and stood in the room neatly.
Wei Ran didn't need to guess who the call Leng Junyi just answered was from. She used to always find Su Mo's arrogant attitude really annoying and thought Leng Junyi would never be with her.
Only now did Weiran realize that arrogance requires capital, and Su Mo is the one with capital.
"Leng Junyi, I can pretend that nothing happened last night. Today you are going to marry Su Mo. I think we should never meet again in the future."
Wei Ran said lightly, and after finishing speaking, she turned around and left here.
However, her arm was grabbed by Leng Junyi. Leng Junyi looked at her quietly and said, "I'll take you back."
"No, I drove here myself." Weiran simply rejected Leng Junyi.
There are some things that need to be cut off simply. If we drag things out, it will definitely be of no benefit to anyone.
"Don't your husband mind if you stayed here all night last night? Why didn't he call you?" Leng Junyi's eyes suddenly became sharp, as if he suddenly discovered something.
"I..." Weiran didn't know how to explain it for a moment.
Leng Junyi must not be allowed to discover that her previous marriage with Ding Zijun was just an agreement. Now that Leng Junyi is ready to get married, there must be no accidents at this time.
"Weiran, does that man not love you? Is he good to you?" Leng Junyi suddenly pressed forward step by step, forcing Weiran into the corner little by little.
Weiran felt panicked, but she still pretended to be calm and said: "My husband went on a business trip yesterday and won't be back for a few days. The relationship between the two of us has always been very good, so there's no need to worry, Mr. Leng."
Wei Ran's tone became sharp in an instant, but Leng Junyi's momentum weakened, losing the toughness before.
He is so stupid. At this time, he is still caring about Weiran's happiness, but she has never regarded him as her closest person.
Leng Junyi finally let go of Weiran's hand, and Weiran ran away from the Mid-Levels Apartment as if running away.
Until she ran out of the door of Banshan Apartment, Wei Ran's cheeks were still hot. She didn't expect Leng Junyi to be so careful and almost exposed his flaws in front of him.
Weiran's car was parked not far away. When she was about to walk over, a figure suddenly appeared beside her and blocked her way.