"Then this person is his uncool, irrational, and unobjective."
Lao Yuan became curious: "Female?"
"Yes, his former girlfriend." Although Xiang Heng was one level higher than Yi Chen, he lived in a dormitory and knew Yi Chen's past very well.
"Girlfriend?" Lao Yuan had an expression on his face when he heard the Arabian Nights, "Has he ever had a girlfriend?"
"Yes, then her girlfriend broke up with Yi Chen because she went to America."
"You mean..." Lao Yuan widened his eyes, "Yi Chen was dumped?"
"Yes, and he left without saying goodbye. He didn't know the news until his girlfriend went to the United States. This matter spread widely in the school, and Yi Chen was very decadent for a while. At that time, he learned all about smoking and drinking."
"No way..." Lao Yuan couldn't imagine what kind of woman would abandon He Yichen. No wonder he is not close to women. It turned out that he was bitten by a snake once, and he was afraid of the rope for ten years.
It was the rush hour of getting off work, Mo Sheng was in no hurry to go back, and wandered aimlessly with the crowded crowd.
It wasn't until just now that she had to admit that she was really different from before. In the past, she would never back down like this, she obviously wanted to see him very much, but she didn't dare.
At that time, no matter how indifferent Yi Chen was or how repulsive he was, she could always follow her with a smile on her face, but now she has no courage to say a few words.
Yi Chen once said that she was a sunshine, the sunshine that he couldn't refuse even if he wanted to, but now she even lost the sunshine in her heart, so what would she use to shine on others
A silver-white BMW stopped abruptly in front of her, and Mo Sheng avoided it without raising her head. But I heard a familiar voice: "Get in the car."
She looked up in surprise, it was him!
Seeing that she was stunned, Yi Chen frowned and said again: "You can't park here, get in the car."
Mo Sheng didn't have time to think about what was going on, the car was already in the traffic after get off work.
"Chinese food or Western food?" Yi Chen looked at the traffic situation ahead and asked her.
"Chinese food." She replied reflexively, only to realize that something was wrong. What kind of Chinese food and Western food, does he want to invite her to dinner
Yi Chen glanced at her coldly: "Can you still hold chopsticks?"
Mo Sheng pretended not to hear his sarcasm, and asked cautiously, "Are you going to invite me to dinner?"
"You picked up my wallet, and I should thank you for everything."
"Actually, you don't need to be so polite." Mo Sheng said calmly, a burst of frustration welling up in her heart, when did they reach the point of saying such things
Dinner was eaten at the famous Qin Ji. The beautiful environment, delicious dishes, and attentive service could not improve Mo Sheng's dining mood. Facing the expressionless face on the opposite side, he was doomed to have indigestion.
The pleasant ringtone of the mobile phone broke the dullness on the dining table, Yi Chen picked up the phone. "Hey... Yes... I'm in Qin Ji... No, and Zhao Mosheng... I happened to meet... Okay."
He suddenly gave her the phone: "Yimei wants to talk to you."
Mo Sheng took it for a while: "Hello."
"Hey, Mo Sheng." A soft voice came from the other side.
"Yi Mei, long time no see."
"Yeah, long time no see."
Both sides were silent, not knowing what to say, but finally Yimei said, "Mo Sheng, how have you been all these years?"
"It's not bad, I'm going to stop thinking about it." Mo Sheng said casually, not noticing the sudden stagnation of Yi Chen's movements.
"Well." There was another silence, and Yi Mei said, "Can you give me your contact information? Let's meet at some time."
"Okay." Mo Sheng reported his mobile phone number.
"Well, goodbye then."
"goodbye."
After picking up the line, she closed the phone and returned it to Yi Chen, but he didn't answer. "Enter your cell phone number."
Mo Sheng was startled, and lowered her head to enter the number, but had trouble entering her name.
"What Chinese input method do you use?"
"Painting."
"Oh."
Still can't get it out. "How to type silently?"
Yi Chen reached out and took the phone in her hand: "I'll come."
Mo Sheng looked embarrassedly at his slender fingers jumping gracefully and quickly on the silver-gray mobile phone. After a few seconds, he finished typing, closed it and put it in his pocket.
"How did you even forget your Chinese name?"
"No, I don't know how to use your cell phone." Mo Sheng explained calmly.
He glanced at her and stopped talking. The dinner was spent in such silence, even until he sent her home.
Mo Sheng got out of the car and said, "Thank you for taking me back."
He nodded and drove away.
Mo Sheng stood in the same place, feeling dazed, and didn't know how long she had been standing, until she realized the strange eyes of passers-by before she woke up like a dream, and hurried upstairs.
"Blind date, blind date?" Mo Sheng shouted in a high voice.
"Keep your voice down!" Hua Xianzi covered her mouth, Mo Sheng babbled, Hua Xianzi warned her, "Don't scream, do you understand?"
Mo Sheng nodded quickly, and when she let go, she asked, "Are you going on a blind date?"
"It's not me, it's us."
"Me? Why, why?" Mo Sheng was a little sluggish.
"If you don't have a boyfriend in our club, you and I are the oldest. If you don't hurry up, you won't be able to get married. Do you know that?" Hua Xianzi flipped through her calendar, "Today's subject matter is from XX Company. System engineers, you two, it's just right for you to go with me."