Under the expectation of Mrs. Rong Li, Rong Li finally returned home, but it was only for everyone to sit together for dinner.
Because of Yao Yining's incident some time ago, Yao Wanfang complained about Rong Lixin, but because of his identity, she had to endure it. The old lady was actually a little disgusted.
Therefore, this year's New Year's Eve dinner is more silent than in previous years.
Where can I have a little joy for the New Year’s reunion?
At the dinner table, almost no one spoke any further except for the old lady occasionally asking about his life or Rong Shunian asked about business.
Rong Peipei had a lot of words to tell his dear brother, that is, Rong Li's cold face, keeping people from thousands of miles away, her longing and admiration could only be swallowed back with the meal.
She was already satisfied to be able to look at him so close and listen to his voice.
After dinner, Rong Li sat for a while and got up and prepared to leave.
Rong Shunian was used to his son's solitary relationship, but Old Mrs. Rong was reluctant to part with her grandson, "Rong Li, it's New Year's Eve today, are you at home?"
Since he moved out to live alone, he seemed to be at the restaurant every year when he came home on New Year's Eve. After dinner, he could sit for a while and leave at most, and never stayed overnight.
The older this person is, the more he hopes that his children and grandchildren can be with him.
The old lady felt that the family had no room and the family had no conflicts. Why did he resist this family so much?
Rong Li said lightly: "Grandma, I still have something to do."
The implication is that he must leave.
Old Mrs. Rong's eyes darkened, and she knew that she could not keep anyone anymore. She sighed softly, "...Okay, please be careful on the way."
Rong Peipei, who was by his side, pursed his lips and plucked up the courage to say to him: "Brother, it's snowing, please be careful when driving."
Rong Li's eyes flashed past her, and he responded indescribable light, "Yes."
Today was his own car. After leaving the main house, he did not go back to his residence directly, but went to Wenxin's house instead.
The street was sparsely populated and snowflakes fell quietly. He drove the car and parked downstairs of her house.
After he said that sentence to her that day, he originally hoped that she would say yes, but he didn't know that she seemed to be frightened and hesitated for a long time, and finally gave him a word.
——Rong Li, let me think about it.
After that, she never replied to him.
Following Wen Ya's teachings, he tried to learn to give in. For the first time, he didn't force her to think about it.
However, after waiting for more than a week, his scarce patience had been exhausted, and she had not yet considered it!
He lowered the car window, the cold air mixed with snowflakes, and instantly poured into the car, and he lit a cigarette.
The cigarette burned little by little, and a little scarlet light appeared on the snowy night. Maybe he felt that the car was too stuffy and too depressed, making him more irritable.
Rong Li got out of the car and stood among the snowflakes in the sky.
He raised his head and looked at the location on the fifth floor.
But what you can see is that the lights are on in her living room.
At this moment, she was with those people, and he was unwilling to call Wen Yanjun and the others her family because the meaning of these two words was too close.
And they are not worthy!
What is she doing now?
Are you happy to celebrate the New Year?
Didn't she think about him?
He put his hands in his pocket and rubbed his cell phone repeatedly. He wanted to call her.
If he asked her to come down, would she?
She has not expressed her attitude so far, and Rong Li can't guess how she would choose.
In his entanglement, a cigarette burned to the end.
He looked at her house again, and the snowflakes fell on his face, touching the temperature of his skin, and immediately melted, cold and cold.
never mind.
Today is New Year's Eve. If there is a fight, she will blame him.
She didn't even contact him, so he would be more generous.
Three days, he will give her three more days!
If she hasn't decided yet, then she will have no choice but to do it or not, and he has the final say!
Rong Li withdrew his gaze, got into the car, and started the engine.
Porsche just started, and a figure appeared on the balcony on the fifth floor.
Wenkong comes out to see the night view before you finish your supper, so you have to walk around to facilitate digestion.
The light snowflakes were flying. She spread her hands to pick them up. The palms of her palms were a little cold. She bent her lips and smiled. She walked to the balcony, glanced downstairs and saw Rong Li's car driving away.
It must be out for fun.
She thought this way, Wen Qi had just left the house, and she also said that she might be spending the night outside tonight.
Some people set off fireworks in the distance, like flowers blooming in the night sky, colorful.
Looking at the beautiful scenery of fireworks in the distance, I sniffed warmly, holding my cold face in both hands, I couldn't feel like that man.
What is Rong Li doing now?
It should be back to Rong's house.
Having not looked for him for so many days, is he angry or doesn't care at all?
Otherwise, why wouldn't he call her?
His words shocked her so much that she was a little confused and at a loss, not knowing how to respond.
She always cared about Chu Xuan, so she couldn't give him an answer immediately.
She needs time to sort out her thoughts and untie all the knots in her heart.
The days seemed as plain as before I met him. I was at home every day, doing what I like without worries or sorrow.
In the most relaxed state, the brain is the clearest.
She finally realized that she really missed him.
Whenever I have free time, my thoughts seem to have an independent consciousness, and I always think of him...
Rong Li, I have already considered it, do you know?
"Wenxin, come in and eat some fruit." Wen Yanjun greeted her in the room.
She came back to her senses, "Okay, dad."
The Spring Festival Gala is becoming less and less fun. When Wen Xin is sleeping in the bed and is drowsy in front of the computer, her phone rings and she wakes up most of her sleepyness. She picks up her phone and looks at it. It is Su Yiyi’s New Year blessing text message.
Just as she was about to edit the reply, a phone call came in.
It's Rong Li.
My heart suddenly beat faster.
"Rong Li?"
"What are you doing?" His voice was very low.
"Watching TV." She glanced at the time, it was almost eleven o'clock, "Is there anything wrong?"
He was silent for a few seconds, "I want to hear your voice."
Her heart seemed to be burned, "...Are you in your house?"
"No, I'm back."
"Oh, then Jian Yao and the others are all here, it's very lively, right? Are you there?"
"Just I'm here."
She was slightly surprised, "That's it..."
It seemed that he couldn't continue the conversation, and the man said, "Then... let's do it, go to bed early."
Then, the call ends.
Warm frowns.
She has something to say!
I was planning to call me again, but when she thought of him saying he was alone in the villa, she suddenly felt a little distressed.
She didn't know what she was thinking, so she gave up the warm bed, put on her clothes and told Wen Yanjun that she was going out. Wen Yanjun asked her where she was going tonight. She made up a lie and said that her classmates were looking for her, but Wen Yanjun did not doubt it.
, just say you should pay attention to safety and go home early.
When she got downstairs, she suddenly realized a problem: Where can I get a taxi tonight?
*
Actually, according to the original plan, we should write this during the Chinese New Year... It's just that a certain author is too turtle t_t It's going to be sweet for a while next