Chief, Love for you is wrong

After coming out of Xie Jin, the two didn't hurry to get on the bus and go back to Leyi community immediately. Wen Jili took Qin Jing to Bihai for dinner. What Wen Jili ordered were all Qin Jing's favorite dishes on weekdays.

After a meal, they both ate in silence. Except that Wen Jili occasionally consulted her about the dishes during the ordering process, they didn't talk much. They were always quiet and silent.

In addition to knowing each other at the beginning, she and Wen Jili had never had such a low and depressed atmosphere at dinner. They obviously sat next to each other and reached out. They felt that they were as far away as irrelevant people.

So clear, so cold, so polite.

In front of the chef's carefully crafted dishes, Qin Jing put down his chopsticks after a few mouthfuls. Now he has no appetite. As soon as she put down her chopsticks, Wen Jili kept silent, looked up at her and asked, "the food is not to your taste?"

Qin Jing took a cup of water and sipped. When he put the cup down, he shook his head and replied, "no appetite."

Wen Jili picked up a clean empty bowl and put a bowl of porridge in front of Qin Jing. "I can't eat. Have some porridge, huh?"

After listening to his familiar nasal tone, Qin Jing took a deep breath and made himself less uncomfortable, he looked up, "don't you have anything to say to me?"

"Talk after eating." Wen Jili didn't respond directly. He held the spoon in Qin Jing's hand, a simple monosyllabic, "eat."

After looking at Wen Jili, she took the concerns of his pupils into the bottom of her eyes. Qin Jing nodded gently, took the spoon, ignored the warmth brought by his palm when his hands touched, silently bowed his head and sipped the porridge.

Porridge is really easier to eat than food. Thinking of the children in her stomach, Qin Jing reluctantly ate two bowls. Wen Jili put down her chopsticks when she had just eaten the second bowl of porridge and just watched her eat quietly. Later, with a slightly strong attitude, she asked her to drink another bowl of soup.

The waiter came in and cleaned up the food. In front of them, there was only the tea set for making tea. The boiling water of the kettle was burning in the small charcoal stove, and gurgling bubbles were emerging. The steam was sprayed up along the spout of the kettle. There was a kind of leisure and elegant atmosphere in the box.

"Say it." knowing Wen Jili's cold temper, Qin Jing covered the warm water cup and opened it faintly.

"How have you been recently?" looking at Qin Jing's side face, Wen Jili couldn't answer the rhetorical question.

Qin Jing looked up and smiled at him. He replied easily, "very good. Eat well, sleep well and exercise well."

The words fell behind, and they resumed silence. Wen Jili didn't answer, and Qin Jing didn't ask again.

It was just that the atmosphere of the box was shrouded in darkness. It seemed that the heat steaming from the spout covered the two people's heads. It was oppressive and difficult to breathe.

"Is it difficult for you to tell me the reason for your repentance?" Qin Jing, who finally knew that Wen Jili would not speak for a long time, looked up at Wen Jili and asked faintly.

Wen Jili smothered for a moment, and his elegant face fainted slightly. He pursed his lips. "Things are still confirmed now. Qin Jing, give me some time, and I'll put everything in front of you."

Hearing Wen Jili's answer, Qin Jing pulled at the corners of her lips and set off a faint arc. She was a little self mocking and sarcastic. She looked at Wen Jili like a smile and raised one corner of her mouth a little bitterly.

"This answer is really unexpected. Things have not been confirmed. Ha ~ ~"

The last word "ah" tells Qin Jing the endless sadness in his heart.

Before things are confirmed, you can repent in public. Is it because I Qin Jing's position in your heart is not important enough, or do you wen Jili value more than me and my children?

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PS: repeat, the text ends at the end of the month. As for the outside, the requirements of relatives.