Turn the cocoon into a butterfly

Chapter 190

Cheng Weiting came to the balcony, the sky outside was already full of stars, and occasionally there was the sound of vehicles passing by on the street, the city had already entered a deep sleep at night.

Cheng Weiting is a bit cold, and it's autumn again.

What Cheng Weiting can't get rid of is Xiao Zhao's shadow.

This boy named Zhao Weiguang has everything she wants in her heart.

Young, handsome, enthusiastic, considerate and a little domineering.

She was also afraid that Xiao Zhao would think that she was a rotten woman who flirtatiously...

It has been more than half a year since the divorce, and she feels that she has not yet stepped out of the shadow brought by her husband, but it is precisely because of Zhao Weiguang that she feels that the shadow has been covered by the sun, and now the pain is showing again.

Facing Zhao Weiguang who was still a child, guilt gradually surged up like a tide.

She couldn't remember exactly how they got together, and the memory made her feel a little miserable.

All kinds of details were circling and rolling in her mind without omission, the fear was like a flood, but it was also full of passion...

They poured down overwhelmingly, as if they were going to drown everything, destroying the world in an instant.

Cheng Weiting, like Sang Xiaoyu, stayed up all night.

One was hurt by love, and the other was desperate for the future of the factory.

Cheng Weiting avoided Zhao Weiguang the next day.

Even if he sent his earnest eyes, Cheng Weiting didn't seem to see it. Finally, when it was time to get off work, Zhao Weiguang sent Sang Xiaoyu back. He once said that he was worried about Sang Xiaoyu when such a big incident happened in the factory. drive yourself.

At that time, Cheng Weiting also said that he was considerate and considerate.

Seeing Xiao Zhao leave in the car, Cheng Weiting tidied up in a panic and ran away. She was afraid that Zhao Weiguang would come back in a while.

When she got home, she was still in a daze, holding her phone to her chest, afraid of missing any information from Xiao Zhao.

It's seven o'clock, no.

It's eight o'clock and still nothing.

Cheng Weiting felt like a cornered animal at home, she decided to go out for a walk, her mind was like a mess, and she kept cutting it and making it messy.

The sky was full of stars outside, and the neighborhood was unusually quiet.

Cheng Weiting put on her clothes and walked out of the gate of the community.

As soon as she walked out of the gate of the community, she heard someone calling her: "Tingting!"

Oh my god, it turned out to be Xiao Zhao!

Xiao Zhao came out from the shadows, the moonlight made his face pale, and others looked at him like a wandering ghost, full of grievances.

"Where are you going? Do you know that I was the only one standing here for hours last night..."

Cheng Weiting was distressed, but still said with a cold face: "What are you doing here? Is driving every day a joke? Director Sang is out of shape, do you want to do the same?"

"Do you still care about me?"

Cheng Weiting didn't know what to say for a moment: "This is not a matter of caring or not."

Xiao Zhao stepped forward and held her hand tightly and said, "Can you make me give up? Whether it's good or bad, I just want to know your heart."

Cheng Weiting was taken aback, feeling the coldness of Xiao Zhao's hands, and suddenly felt a tinge of tenderness in her heart, but she still tried her best to maintain her composure, and said, "Can we two have an open and honest talk, and tell whether it's good or bad?"

Xiao Zhao looked at him and nodded solemnly.

Cheng Weiting was in the front, Xiao Zhao was in the back, and the two entered the door one after the other.

According to Cheng Weiting's plan, she wanted to explain to him that although they had a physical relationship, love and marriage were much more than that.

After entering the room, Cheng Weiting said according to the script she had typed for two days: "Zhao, I don't admit that we are just playing casually, I put my heart into it, but it's not enough.

You are ten years younger than me, don't be so simple and idealistic, we don't live in Tao Yuanming's paradise, we live in the eyes of the world, subject to various rules and regulations.

We not only have to abide by the law, but also attach a lot of moral judgments.

Meilanjiang is not even considered a third-tier city. We are really together, how can we do whatever we want?

We are all likely to face the tragic consequences of betrayal..."

Cheng Weiting felt that what she said was earnest, but looking at Xiao Zhao, it seemed that she didn't listen to a word, and looked at her alluringly...

"Have you listened?" Cheng Weiting asked after listening.

Xiao Zhao didn't follow the routine at all, he nodded and hugged her eagerly by the waist. Cheng Weiting was still able to struggle and resist at first, but finally returned to the old road...

When Xiao Zhao left the house in high spirits the next day, they had almost nothing to talk about last night, but what Xiao Zhao said in her ear kept ringing in Cheng Weiting's heart.

"I am a moth, I am willing to become a piece of ashes for love..."

Cheng Weiting also recognized it, and went with the flow, day by day...

Cheng Weiting feels quite comfortable in Sang Xiaoyu's place.

She always liked to heal her injuries silently by herself, and her status as a storekeeper allowed her to hide in it.

The workers who usually deal with her the most are those in production.

When Cheng Weiting first arrived, some people bullied her as a newcomer and left the seasoning box in the storeroom as soon as she entered.

Cheng Weiting asked them to push them inside more than once, but there was only one person who refused to listen to her, and Cheng Weiting had nothing to do with this person.

She had no choice but to push the box in every day when she was free.

She didn't want to tell Sang Xiaoyu, she felt that she had done such a small thing, so she did it.

There is another person with whom I have frequent contacts is Zhao Weiguang.

Zhao Weiguang is not only Sang Xiaoyu's personal driver, but also one of the transportation personnel. When Sang Xiaoyu is free, he will come to pull goods, and the relationship between the two of them is quite good.

Zhao Weiguang saw someone leave the box at the door, so he ran to the production workshop, reprimanded the worker, and said that if he dared to do this again, he would not be used to him.

That person was also quite jealous of Zhao Weiguang, knowing that he was Sang Xiaoyu's celebrity.

It was fine during the day, but at night before leaving get off work, I found that Xiao Zhao was not there, and sometimes I would make an old mistake, pushing the material to the door and leaving.

Cheng Weiting had nothing to do with this lazy man, and she didn't dare to tell Xiao Zhao, so she pushed it in by herself.

On this day, when Zhao Weiguang came back from picking up the goods, Sang Xiaoyu had already gone home, he stopped the car, and came to the warehouse again like a ghost.

He found that Cheng Weiting was struggling to push the box into the warehouse by himself, so he quickly closed the car and knocked on the door.

Zhao Weiguang asked Cheng Weiting to take a break quickly and do the rest by himself. Cheng Weiting shirked it for a long time and told Zhao Weiguang not to be too much trouble. This matter is not too big, only about [-] boxes.

Zhao Weiguang said don't worry about it, you are new here, so they know how to bully newcomers.

Cheng Weiting had already divided a wide area in the warehouse into a small room with things and installed a single bed. She was too far away from home, and sometimes the time for workers to enter the warehouse could not be guaranteed.

(End of this chapter)