Ding Junhui looked at Wenshan, looked at her red lips, and finally took a tissue and handed it to her, indicating to her to wipe the pepper on her lips.
Wen Shan reached out and took the tissue from Ding Junhui, wiped it and thanked her.
"Teacher Ding, no." Wenshan shook her head, "You may still not know me. I knew you before I knew him. If possible, I would have fallen in love with you at first sight, just like I did with him. So in my feelings, there is no Before and after.”
Ding Junhui nodded, his smile becoming increasingly bitter.
"And people like me are not suitable for Teacher Ding." Wenshan said, lowering her head and continuing to eat, her eyes were a little hot, not sure if it was because of the spicy pepper or something else.
Ding Junhui put down the chopsticks in his hand, and then looked at Wen Shan, "If you can't let it go, why should you let it go?"
"Probably because his boredom is more hurtful than his rejection. If a person refuses, he can continue to work hard. Once a person is bored and continues to work hard, it only means that I may even lose my face. No more." Wenshan said bitterly, the spicy feeling in her mouth stimulated her taste buds and her tear ducts. She raised her head, but she was still trying to explain, "This thing is really spicy."
Ding Junhui opened his mouth slightly, and this time he really understood that he had completely lost.
We've already lost before we even started.
He had completely lost before he even met his love rival.
"Can I know why I like him so much?" Ding Junhui spoke with a bit of bitterness this time.
Why
"It starts with looks and ends with talent." Wenshan gave an answer.
Ding Junhui thought of the photo of the man he had seen after adding it to Wenshan's WeChat account, and finally smiled, "I am convinced."
"However, congratulations on joining the ranks of gardeners, so I'll treat you to this meal." Ding Junhui said with relief, "I live across from you, you can come to me anytime if you need anything."
"Okay." Wenshan was not polite and agreed readily.
After the meal, the two returned to school, because Wenshan still had to pack her things, and she refused Ding Junhui's offer of help.
When she got home, Wenshan lay down directly on the sofa. She reached out and patted her face. In fact, speaking out was not as difficult as she thought.
But, sadly, it seems that she can never fall in love with anyone else.
"Ah-" Wenshan cried out while holding her head, and then threw the pillow on the sofa directly. She was just a man, how could she be so worthless
Now, Nalan Chunbo is still dealing with matters in a certain country and his nationality.
Nalan Jing called. He had just packaged and sent out Xixi and Xicheng's toys.
"Yes, I want to change my nationality to Chinese." Nalan Chunbo didn't have too many emotions. He and Nalan Jing didn't have much interaction.
"For that girl?" Nalan Jing asked.
Father and son
There may have been a gap between them for too many years, and there is no way to integrate them again.
Nalan Chunbo stood downstairs and looked up at the sun in a certain country. Is it for Wenshan
He doesn't even know it himself.
"Do you think I'm still qualified?" Nalan Chunbo sneered.
"If this is your decision, I have nothing to say, but next week is your mother's death anniversary, and I still hope you can show up."
Nalan Chunbo listened to the busy signal on his phone, slowly put away his phone, then turned and went upstairs.