Zheng Heng represents the past of the original Gu Chen. Since it is in the past tense, there is no need to pay more attention to it.
What Gu Chen hated the most was men who couldn't figure it out. Unfortunately, Zheng Heng was born with a beautiful appearance, but his heart was completely blocked, turning him into an embroidered pillow that didn't listen and had no appearance.
Mr. Zheng is both blessed and wise, Mr. Zheng is wise and mature, Mrs. Zheng has a beautiful heart... Even if he inherits even a little bit, Shen Xiyue will not play with her like a plaything.
Oh, of course, the opinions of Mr. Zheng are also very important.
Before leaving Xuanzhou City, she heard that Zheng Heng's father, Zheng Bocheng, silently allowed Zheng Heng to move around with Miss Shen because the second son of the Shen family was transferred to Beijing.
In the past two years, I heard that Mr. Zheng's physical condition has become worse and worse. He spends about half of the year lying in bed. He probably has no energy to correct Zheng Bocheng's mind anymore.
Passing by is complete disregard.
With his hands clenched under the woolen coat, Zheng Heng stopped talking to his roommate beside him. He maintained the arrogance he always had in front of Gu Chen in high school and walked away with his back straight.
Now, even if he walks out on the catwalk with his head held high and looks like a model, in Gu Chen's eyes, he is just a grass on the roadside.
What's more, Gu Chen didn't bother to pay attention to his little grass.
Standing on the other side of Weiming Lake, Zheng Heng's eyes were dark and unclear, looking at the girl who once only existed in his eyes, with a radiance like pearls and jade, gradually drifting away in his eyes.
Gu Chen, the girl whom he once thought was disgusting to look at even once, has become a towering poinciana tree, and it seems that he can only stand at the bottom, looking up at her brilliance.
"Zheng Heng, why didn't you pick me up at the school gate?" A soft voice filled with infinite grievance floated behind him. Zheng Heng suddenly woke up and turned around to see his first girlfriend wearing a light pink coat. A water lotus plant stands facing the wind.
Shen Xiyue trotted over, her face as big as a palm made her facial features particularly vivid because of her anger. She put herself on Zheng Heng's arms, pouted her little lips and said coquettishly: "I didn't answer your phone call, but I ran to the lake to see the beauty. Yeah. Hmm, I want to see which girl has the guts to steal my boyfriend."
As she said this, she giggled and repeated her jealous words over and over again. Any man would feel completely relieved after hearing this.
Zheng Heng smiled unnaturally, raised his hand and scraped the tip of his girlfriend's nose affectionately, and said dotingly: "With you here, how can I dare to look at other girls again. How about you go to your aunt's house and have fun?" …”
Both of them are influential figures in Huada. Just like in high school, walking hand in hand always attracts countless attentions. This makes Zheng Heng's machismo satisfied and he quickly puts aside the unhappiness he had with Gu Chen just now. The back of the head.
As night fell, Duan Qubing hung up the phone after leaving Huada, with a bright smile in her cold beautiful eyes. She lightly touched Gu Chen's buttocks with her elbow and joked: "My brother will come to Nanjing in fifteen minutes." I'll pick you up at the gate, that's good, and you'll take my brother down without saying a word."
Her cousin, who was so indifferent that even her cousin sometimes didn't dare to approach her, actually... also knew how to chase girls. When she found out, she threw her phone away.
"It was your brother who took the initiative. He has nothing to do with me." Gu Chen walked calmly on the UW campus with bright street lights, his long eyebrows and narrow eyes dimmed. "If you mind, I will keep a distance from him."
