At noon in early June, it was already starting to get hot.
In recent years, due to environmental reasons, the temperature has been 35 degrees in June, which is not an accident at all.
Shen Huan remembered that she was in another world. When she was young, June was still relatively cool.
The hottest months are actually July and August.
But it's different now. Except for a few places, China generally has only two seasons: summer and winter.
Xin Changkong was not fat, but standing under the sun, he was still hot and sweating profusely, and his clothes were even wet.
Why would a great director and the general manager of Fengxiang Film and Television suffer in the sun
The reason is simple, he is waiting for Wang Qing to come out to meet.
Last night, Wang Qing actually called Xin Changkong and asked him to meet at the coffee shop here at 3 p.m.
Xin Changkong was very excited when he received a call from Wang Qing for the first time after so many years.
But after the excitement, he began to feel a little melancholy again.
Because he knew that Wang Qing would not be so easy to forgive him.
So by asking him to meet, do you want to tell him not to pester her anymore
This is also very possible.
Thinking that if he heard Wang Qing say such words with his own ears, he would collapse immediately, Xin Changkong stayed awake all night.
Fortunately, Shen Huan is not in the country now, otherwise Xin Changkong would have to look for Shen Huan to cheer him up.
Now there is no one else who knows about his affairs, and Xin Changkong is the only one who is bearing this huge pressure.
But no matter what, Xin Changkong decided to come.
Because being able to meet Wang Qing alone now has been what he has dreamed of for these years.
Anyway, I have decided that I must spend the rest of my life making up for my mistakes, so no matter what Wang Qing says, it will not affect my persistence.
Well, to put it bluntly, this is called fear, worry and expectation, and pure self-comfort is serious.
After lunch, Xin Changkong stood waiting at the door of the coffee shop at two o'clock.
He didn't sit inside and wait, because he couldn't sit down at all, and his heart was anxious. How could he be in the mood to drink coffee and wait
In this case, it is normal for his clothes to be soaked with sweat.
Wang Qing did not put on airs.
She came over at 2:50.
This cafe is not far from her home, only a ten-minute walk away.
Although the two middle-aged men and women behind her were hiding, Xin Changkong could still see clearly. They were Wang Benliang and Qi Wenfang.
But he was not in the mood to care about it at this time.
Having the courage to say hello to Wang Qing, Xin Changkong welcomed her into the store.
Wang Qing first looked at the coffee shop and found that apart from the two of them, there was no third customer.
Wang Qing also graduated from a film and television school, so of course he understood what Xin Changkong meant.
This was to prevent anyone from gossiping about the news and harming her, so Xin Changkong booked the entire cafe.
Wang Qing did not express his opinion, but after sitting down, he asked the waiter to bring him a glass of water.
Xin Changkong wanted black coffee. When the waiter left, he smiled and said, "Xiao Qing, don't you like cappuccino the most?"
"My mental state has not been good these years, and drinking coffee makes me feel uncomfortable." Wang Qing replied calmly, "So I usually drink water."
"oh!"
Xin Changkong picked up immediately, "I'm sorry, it's all my fault! I made you..."
"There is no need to talk about these past things." Wang Qing raised his hand to stop Xin Changkong's apology, "The past cannot be undone, and it is useless to talk about it."
When speaking, Wang Qing's expression and tone were very calm.
This made Xin Changkong's heart sink a little.
He was not afraid of Wang Qing crying or being sarcastic, but he was afraid that Wang Qing would treat him as if he were a stranger.
It's like... it's like this person is just an ordinary person in her heart.
But Xin Changkong is not so easy to give up.
He chuckled and said, "Okay, I won't say anything anymore. As long as I see you recover, I will be satisfied."
Wang Qing nodded, neither thanking him nor sneering, "I came today because I want to tell you something."
"Say it!" Xin Changkong said quickly.
Where Wang Qing could not see, he had clenched his fist.
Wang Qing took out two small bottles from his bag, both of which were brown. Xin Changkong knew at a glance that they were the bottles of Yingyue Cream and Gubendan.
"It's called Yingyue Ointment, and it's called Gubendan, right?" Wang Qing pointed to the two bottles, "Where did you get it?"
"Well… "
Xin Changkong's mouth moved but no words came out.
Wang Qing saw it and realized that he didn't want to say it because someone else probably told him not to say it.
So she asked another question: "For such a good thing, you must have paid a high price, right?"
Xin Changkong replied: "In order to make up for my mistakes, everything is worth it."
Wang Qing smiled, but did not smile: "Well, in this case, I will be more honest... Changkong, I thank you for your help before. Now that I have almost recovered, please put me to use." Take back the finished items, otherwise they will be wasted."
"It's not a waste, it's not a waste at all." Xin Changkong shook his hand, "Just keep using it, it's good for your body."
"I said no." Wang Qing looked at him and said seriously: "Maybe you think I still have any grievances, but in fact I really don't. I think you have done a good job by doing this, making it up to me and allowing me to start again. Start a new life. Then I won’t blame you anymore.”
"ah?"
Xin Changkong said in surprise, "Then...can we get to know each other again?"
"Why do we need to get acquainted again? We already know each other." Wang Qing laughed dumbly, "You have made a comeback now. I am very happy to meet you, a friend who made "Huan Zhuge Ge"."
"No... Xiaoqing!" Xin Changkong's face turned red with anxiety, "I want to be with you again, I love you!!"
He held it in for a long time and finally said this.
As a result, Wang Qing didn't have any joy at all, not even an angry expression.
This made Xin Changkong's blood immediately turn cold.
"It's too extravagant to talk about love between us now." Wang Qing took a sip of water and stood up immediately, "Thank you for your gift, I like it very much, but we'd better not meet each other in the future, okay?"
"Xiao Qing... Xiao Qing..."
Xin Changkong stood up and wanted to keep her, but he couldn't even stretch out his hand.
Facing the woman he had deeply hurt, Xin Changkong could only watch her back slowly leave.
His nails had sunk into the flesh, but he felt no pain at all.
In other words, his heartache has long exceeded physical pain...