Chapter 811: The awkward green plum (7)
took a breath, Song Zhicheng raised his hand and rang the doorbell.
The doorbell rang twice, but no one came to open the door.
Song Zhicheng pressed twice again, but no one came to open the door.
After thinking about it, Song Zhicheng still took out the key and opened the door.
After entering, Song Zhicheng originally intended to knock on the door, but he didn't need to knock at all, the door was open.
Song Zhicheng frowned slightly, walked to the door of the room and looked, there was no one in the room at all!
"Ali?"
"Ali?"
Not just in the room, but in the whole house!
Song Zhicheng panicked immediately, and hurriedly took out his mobile phone and wanted to call Ling Wuzhi. He thought that Ling Wu Wee didn't come back last night!
This kind of speculation made Song Zhicheng just want to scold himself. Last night, he didn't come back with Ling Wuwe, and he didn't even think about knocking on the door when he got home, or making a phone call to see Ling Wuwe. s!
Before Song Zhicheng called, a text message came in.
The sender is Ling Wuzhi.
The message sent by Ling Wuyi said that because he was temporarily arranged to travel to country F on a business trip, it would take about 20 days, so Song Zhicheng didn't have to worry about it.
After , Ling Wuyi also added a sentence, don't contact her, because the phone will be turned off immediately after arriving in country F.
After reading the information, Song Zhicheng called immediately, but there was a reminder that the user was turned off...
Song Zhicheng sighed and had no choice but to take his breakfast back.
Seeing Song Zhicheng bring the breakfast back, Mother Song was a little surprised: "What's wrong? Does Ali have no appetite?"
Song Zhicheng put breakfast on the table, smiled and shook his head at Mother Song: "No, A Li was temporarily arranged to go on a business trip. She was in a hurry, and now she is at the airport preparing to board the plane."
"So that's the case It seems that she left too early, so that girl A Li didn't say it first. Their boss is also like this, and it's not too early to arrange a business trip!"
Song's mother complained without knowing it, Mr. Fang was innocently lying on the gun...
Song Zhicheng nodded, apparently agreeing with Mother Song's words. In his heart, he actually knew why Ling Wu Wee was temporarily arranged to go on a business trip.
That's fine too, there's more than half a month for both of you to buffer.
"Okay, now that Ali is on a business trip, Mom, don't buy more vegetables today. I'll go to work first." Song Zhicheng patted Song's mother on the shoulder, pretending to be nothing.
Mother Song didn't see that her son was hiding something from her, she nodded and said, "Well, you have to drive slower!"
"it is good!"
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Ling Wuyi is under no pressure abroad, anyway, she asks Xia Lun to help see if Song Zhicheng and Song Fangqi are in contact every day.
Fortunately, there is a super macho and possessive male protagonist, Song Fangqi basically has no chance to meet Song Zhicheng.
So for half a month abroad, Ling Wu Wee was like a vacation!
She turned off her personal cell phone and only kept her work cell phone for work.
After work every day, Ling Wuzhi went out for a walk, or went back to the hotel to sleep well.
Slowly, Ling Wuzhi was able to adjust his emotions, and when he thought of Song Zhicheng again, even taking out the photo of the two of them, Ling Wuzhi would no longer have that astringent feeling.
very good! No longer will I be affected by the awkwardness of the host!
On the day he returned to China, Ling Wuyi took out his personal mobile phone and turned it on. Song Zhicheng was found in the first contact.
Without hesitation, he pressed the dial directly.
There was an answer soon, Song Zhicheng's first sentence was: "Ali, are you going back to China?"
His tone sounded very natural, but Ling Wuwei still keenly heard Song Zhicheng's intention.
Ling Wuzhi pretended not to hear it, and hummed, "I probably got off the plane at ten o'clock in the evening."
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Zhicheng said over there that he would pick her up at the airport at that time.
Ling Wuyi did not refuse. The reason she called Song Zhicheng was to ask him to pick her up!
Hanging up Song Zhicheng's phone, and just hearing the boarding reminder, after turning off the phone, Ling Wuzhi took the ticket and prepared to board the plane——
Song Zhicheng arrived at the airport half an hour early, waiting for Ling Wuzhi at the exit, feeling a little nervous.
It has been about 20 days since Ling Wuzhi's sudden confession. Today is the first time we meet.
Song Zhicheng suddenly didn't know, what should he say in the first sentence after seeing Ling Wuzhi?
said: How is the work going? Are you okay?
Or: Are you okay in country F? Is the weather good over there? eat well?
Or: I thought about what you said that night. I have always regarded you as my sister. If you don't want to regard me as my elder brother, then... let's be good friends, right?
Song Zhicheng knocked on his head, feeling a little irritable in his heart.
When Ling Wuzhi was not there, almost as soon as he was free, he could not help but think of every word Ling Wuzhi said that night.
From time to time, he couldn't help but take a photo of the two of them that night and take a look...
While Song Zhicheng was still in a trance, Ling Wuzhi had already pulled out his large suitcase.
She wore a saffron red ankle-length dress with a white printed cape, her hair was dyed burgundy, and she wore sunglasses on her face.
Ling Wuzhi stepped on high heels and walked out, she saw Song Zhicheng at a glance.
It was Song Zhicheng who didn't see her at all.
raised the corners of his lips and smiled, Ling Wuzhi mischievously went around behind Song Zhicheng and patted him on the shoulder.
Song Zhicheng turned around, and the moment he saw Ling Wuwei, Song Zhicheng didn't recognize her.
Song Zhicheng didn't recognize Ling Wuzhi until she took off her sunglasses.
Looking up and down Ling Wuwei somewhat unexpectedly, Song Zhicheng made no secret of his surprise: "Ali, why are you..."
Ling Wuzhi raised the corners of his lips and smiled: "Didn't you say it before! I want to change the style, the previous style was too dull."
Looking at Ling Wuyi's smiling face, Song Zhicheng couldn't help reaching out and poking at the red mole that just happened to grow in the dimple on her left cheek.
"Ali, you...haven't been ripped off?" Song Zhicheng asked Ling Wuji, that very serious face, no matter how you look at it, it seems a little cute.
Ling Wuyi patted the back of Song Zhicheng's hand: "You just got ripped off! I suddenly figured it out and wanted to change myself, okay?"
"Okay!" Song Zhicheng nodded quickly, not daring to object.
Ling Wuyi raised his chin and handed his suitcase to Song Zhicheng: "Let's go, it's so late, I didn't eat anything on the plane!"
Song Zhicheng snorted, pulled the suitcase and followed Ling Wuzhi: "Then let's eat before going back? Where do you want to eat, Li?"