Bestow Me a Love Like Wind

The car drove into the community quietly and stopped in front of his house.

The car was filled with smoke, and a pair of slender hands rested on the steering wheel. A cigarette is sandwiched between index finger and middle finger. A thick layer of soot has been accumulated on the white cigarettes, which seems to be telling others that the smoker has not changed posture for a long time.

In addition, the ashtray in the car has thrown a small pile of cigarette butts in a mess.

Behind this layer of smog, there was an indifferent face in Lengs City. He raised his head and looked in the direction of her bedroom through the smoke. The light in her bedroom has been dark, as if to indicate that the owner has fallen asleep. That’s right, it’s early in the morning, and when I’m not sleeping, when will I rest?

He also has Secretary Cheng's cell phone. After he lost his own phone, he took the phone card out of the phone, and after thinking about it, he put the phone card in Secretary Cheng's phone, dual-card dual-standby.

If she makes a call, in addition to his private number, it is Secretary Cheng's. Even if it's just for her brother, her family, her job, or whatever she does, he can get him when you come to him or call him.

But, the phone hasn't been called since he got it in his hand.

Lengsi stared at the dark window irritably, bowed his head, and didn't know how long he looked at it, suddenly felt that his fingers had a slight burning sensation.

Looking down, the cigarette was burnt out silently again. Leng Sicheng's eyes darkened, and he took the last one out of the cigarette case, lit the lighter, and took a sip.

A strong tobacco aroma swirled in his mouth. Part of it slid down the esophagus into his stomach and got into his internal organs, making him smog. The other part rose, rose, and rose to the top of his head. The pungent stimulation made him cough.

I don't know if it was because he coughed, but he seemed to really feel that her bedroom was lit on the second floor. Lengscheng was taken aback, and immediately looked to the window.

Generally at this point in time, she is in a state of deep sleep, and it is unlikely that she will wake up.

Does she really know that she is downstairs?

He leaned over to the car window and saw that there was a thin shadow in the window. Who else would it be if it wasn't Gu Qingqing?

However, the shadow just flashed by the window, as if getting up from the bed, went to the bathroom, and quickly returned to the bedroom, and then turned off the light.

When the light went out again, all the expectations on his face turned into disappointment, and all the expectations became a ray of anger that could not be dissipated. The anger was suffocated in his heart and could not circulate, just as he did this. The situation is the same after smoking.

At home, Gu Qingqing is the same.

Although she didn't turn on the light, she lay on the bedside tossing and turning, thinking about him.

When Xu Zipei answered her call, perhaps it was because she was at the peak of her anger, she was rather calm, but as soon as Lengsicheng answered the call, the calmness she had originally forced to break instantly broke the call and hung up the phone in a hurry.

When she came back to her senses, she wanted to call again to ask about it, but Lengscheng-turned it off again.

She didn't want to think too much, but the facts were in front of her. Xu Zipei could answer Lengscheng's private phone calls and know about the scandal in her home. Lengscheng was unwilling to explain afterwards, so she shut down.

Call again after half an hour, but still shut down.