Sony Ericsson 365 days, occupied the little wife

The counter staff in the restaurant immediately called the police as soon as the customer had a quarrel, and contacted the police to deal with it.

After a while, several police officers brought Leng Yuntian and Rong Junlie who caused the accident back to the police station, and the chaos finally came to an end.

After receiving the notification at home, Luo Yan rushed to the police station to take care of the situation, but when she and Leng Yichen both arrived, only Leng Yuntian was there, because before she came, she called Rong Junlie, but Rong Junlie didn't answer.

And she didn't run into Rong Junlie, she just looked at Leng Yuntian sitting there with a bruised nose and swollen face.

After the three returned to Leng's house, Luo Yan asked Leng Yuntian to sit down, took out ice cubes from the refrigerator, wrapped them in cotton cloth, and applied cold compresses to his swollen eyes.

"It will hurt a little, you have to be patient." Luo Yan said softly, her eyes wandered, and she didn't have the courage to meet his sharp eyes.

"Should you explain the whole thing?" Leng Yuntian forced her to face him with straight eyes, asking her to explain the ins and outs of the matter, and she was not allowed to dodge.

"Which part do you want to know first?" Facing his sullen and resentful eyes, seeing that the injuries on his face were all caused by Rong Junlie, Luo Yan pursed her lips in embarrassment.

"Who is the woman Rong Junlie met today?" He asked the key point directly.

"His... first love..." Luo Yan lowered her face sadly, and gradually told Leng Yuntian everything she heard in the coffee shop that day!

"You actually knew it and didn't stop it. They are one by one today." Leng Yuntian suppressed the urge to get angry, thinking that she was being bullied even though she was married, and he felt extremely dissatisfied in his heart.

"Why didn't you tell me in advance?" He asked excitedly, touching the wound at the corner of his mouth, blood oozing again.

Luo Yan quickly took out the tissue and wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"I'm afraid of causing you trouble, I don't want to be your burden." She looked at him softly. "Brother, I will manage the marriage well, don't worry!"

Leng Yichen, who was on the side, couldn't stand it anymore, and couldn't help being dissatisfied, "I said, big brother, people don't know about today's incident, and they thought you were Rong Junlie's rival in love. Who didn't go over, since Yan'er You all know about this, so you don’t have to be so impulsive!”

"In this way, I, the big brother, meddle in my own business!" Leng Yuntian looked at Leng Yuntian with a ruthless gaze, and Leng Yichen pulled the corner of his mouth, and still muttered without fear of death, "Everyone is married, why don't you In this way, you are not meddling, what is it?"

"You..." Leng Yuntian was going to be pissed off by his younger brother!

"You're not much better. You fucked up women outside and drove Situ Wei away. I'll see how you explain to Situ's family!"

He aimed at Leng Yichen, even if Leng Yichen still wanted to refute, he had no choice but to sit there resentfully and not speak.

It's not that Luo Yan didn't feel it in her heart. She believed what Leng Yuntian said, but Leng Yuntian said that Rong Junlie was so close to that girl, and she refused to believe it to the death!

But now, her phone is always on, and Rong Junlie hasn't called. The emptiness of the phone is like a bottomless pit. The empty feeling of suffering and anxiety in waiting is almost swallowing people up. .

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Leng Yuntian didn't ask Luo Yan to help her apply the wound, perhaps because his younger brother said he was nosy, his face was always cold, and he went out alone after a while, and the book didn't say where he was going.

Luo Yan sat on the sofa in Leng's house, her eyes were faintly worried.

Leng Yichen came over, handed a glass of red wine in front of her, and said in a leisurely tone, "I'm waiting for his call, don't wait, the call that should come will come sooner or later, if the call doesn't come, you can call it yourself, and others will call you." I may not accept it either!"

Listening to his words, Luo Yan really didn't know whether Leng Yichen in front of her was comforting herself or teasing herself.

"What are you talking about, I'm not waiting for anyone's call!"

She put the phone away resentfully, but she already agreed with what Leng Yichen said in her heart.

Leng Yichen sat down next to her, suddenly shook the red wine glass that was hooked by his slender fingers, and asked in a low voice, "If Rong Junlie really rekindled his first love, would you regret marrying him?"

"He won't do this, even if he did that to that girl, there must be his reasons!" Leng Yichen was taken aback by Luo Yan's fierce reaction, he narrowed his long and narrow peach eyes, and suddenly he laughed— —

"I really can't tell, you guys still have a deep relationship 1"

"You just know, anyway, don't worry about my affairs, you and elder brother, hurry up and find a way to coax back sister-in-law!"

As soon as he talked about his own affairs, Leng Yichen was like an eggplant beaten by frost, and his whole body became extremely depressed.

"What? Encountered a problem?"

Looking at his melancholy and embarrassed look, Luo Yan couldn't help blinking.

Leng Yichen didn't speak, just drinking alone.

"Why don't you tell me, I'll analyze it for you and give you some advice!"

The best topic to divert emotions is to gossip about other people's affairs, Luo Yan successfully did it, so the heart waiting for Rong Junlie's call is not so difficult.

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Here, Rong Junlie always had a gloomy expression. After he came out of the police station, his expression had been very bad.

An Xiaoya felt very sorry, she always looked at him secretly, she wanted to say something, but she didn't dare to say it, she just felt that Rong Junlie in front of her was almost unknown to her now!

She had never seen his cold look before!

In An Xiaoya's eyes, heart, and memory, Rong Junlie is still the image of the big brother next door who takes good care of her.

The car drove all the way to the city. Rong Junlie sent An Xiaoya back. An Xiaoya's residence was a little far from the city.

"Jun Lie, I'm sorry, you were misunderstood today"

"fine--"

What made Rong Junlie angry was that this Leng Yuntian always acted in disbelief towards him, which dealt a great blow to his masculine self-esteem.

An Xiaoya sat there stirring her hands, feeling a little uneasy, "Jun Lie, my presence will cause misunderstanding to your wife, right?"

Although she knew that Rong Junlie was married, An Xiaoya's heart still couldn't help being a little hurt. Knowing that it was impossible for the two of them to be together, she still felt very sad for some reason.

Rong Junlie was driving the car without leaving his eyes for half a minute. Hearing An Xiaoya's slightly sad words, he came back to his senses, looked at her who was a little depressed, and comforted her in a low voice, "She's fine. , don’t misunderstand me!”

"Oh..." Hearing these words, An Xiaoya really didn't know whether to be happy or disappointed.

After a while, Rong Junlie drove the car outside An Xiaoya's apartment.

The car was fine, Rong Junlie personally helped her down, when An Xiaoya grabbed Rong Junlie's strong arm and came down carefully, she was in such close contact with him that she could almost hear the strong heartbeat from her chest Voice.

Under the cover of night, An Xiaoya still blushed involuntarily.

After getting out of the car steadily, An Xiaoya led Rong Junlie shyly towards her apartment.

This is an old-fashioned garden apartment. Although the living facilities next to it are not bad, the house is really too old.

Looking at An Xiaoya's plain attire, Rong Junlie thought she was a frugal girl, but after seeing that the environment where she lived was a bit bad, Rong Junlie had a bottom line in his heart. Maybe An Xiaoya's life is true. It's difficult.

On a long and narrow path, a man and a woman are reflected under the towering trees next to it.

An Xiaoya didn't dare to look at the man beside her, but she had the courage to look at the figure of Rong Junlie walking forward with her.

"Are you planning to find a job in China?" Rong Junlie's low voice suddenly broke the silence between the two.

An Xiaoya raised her head slightly, her eyes were as gentle as water, like a soft crescent moon, she looked at Rong Junlie and nodded.

"Well, but the job I'm looking for is a bit special, so I'm waiting for news now..."

Rong Junlie looked at her, and his eyes subconsciously fell on her legs. When An Xiaoya touched them, her body stiffened slightly.

Rong Junlie saw her sensitivity, and he immediately shifted his gaze, and said in a slightly relaxed tone, "If you need help, just ask me!"

"Well, thank you, but I can handle it myself!" An Xiaoya was unwilling to ask Rong Junlie for help in this regard, she had her self-esteem.

When Rong Junlie sent An Xiaoya outside the door of her apartment, Rong Junlie looked at the still broken lock of the security door, his eyes dimmed slightly.

"Okay, I should go..." Rong Junlie said, in a polite tone, still keeping a certain distance.

An Xiaoya looked at the man in front of her. He was more attractive than many years ago, and he was even more infatuated and loved by him.

Although she knew that she was already as different as Yunni from him, An Xiaoya still hoped in her heart that she could stay with him for a while, even if it was just a while, it would be fine...

With greedy thoughts in her heart, what An Xiaoya said became anxious——

"Jun Lie, your face is hurt, why don't you come in and I'll apply it for you..."

When Rong Junlie heard it, he was slightly taken aback, looking at her soft eyes that seemed to be full of affection, Rong Junlie narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at these eyes, it seemed as if he saw Luo Yan those eyes.

After a flicker, he opened his lips and almost agreed, but a gust of cold night wind cleared his mind.

"It's okay, I should go back!"

When the four eyes looked at each other, when An Xiaoya heard his words, there was obvious disappointment in her eyes. Rong Junlie didn't want to see these disappointed eyes, as if they contained great grievances, which made him feel a little sad Can't bear it.

Although he couldn't think of that period of love that was particularly unforgettable in the eyes of others, Rong Junlie's heart was slightly touched when he looked at the weak girl in front of him. He also knew that this was definitely not the case. like!

It's just an instinct, an instinctive touch involving emotion!

"Jun Lie..."

When he turned around, An Xiaoya was suddenly emotional, and hugged him from behind with both hands.