The rain pattered outside the window, water droplets splashed on the ground, and the puddles rippled slightly, reflecting a faint golden light under the warm yellow light.

Shen Fu and Wei Qingsong sat opposite each other, neither of them took the lead to break the silence, as if they were competing with each other.

Wei Qingsong clasped his hands on his knees, tilted his head slightly, and looked at the coffee shop less than 100 meters away from the city bureau.

This is a very stylish coffee shop, with small green plants everywhere, ivy hanging on the surrounding walls, and insect-repelling scented candles that exude a good smell, and the smoke is curling up, making people a little drowsy.

The waiter in adaptive clothing came with a tray and a sweet professional smile on his face: "Hello, I have an iced American and a macchiato for you two."

"Thank you." Wei Qingsong raised the corners of his lips and smiled lightly.

Shen Fu still had no expression on her face, with a mocking smile on her face. She crossed her arms and looked at her: "You don't have anything to say to me?"

Wei Qingsong held the coffee in his hand and did not drink it immediately. The temperature of the ice cream spread to the palm of his hand, and his fingertips became cold.

Shen Fu lowered her eyes and sneered: "You used to always say that American food is too bitter and hard to swallow. The wonderful life abroad has changed you a lot."

Hearing her thorny words, Wei Qingsong just smiled bitterly: "I didn't understand before that the bitterer the coffee, the more awake people will be."

During those nightmare days, she always used coffee to stay awake. Over time, she seemed to have developed antibodies to coffee. Fortunately, she no longer had nightmares.

The expression on Shen Fu's face became a little subtle, and she was stunned for several seconds before saying, "It's really unimaginable that such words would come out of your mouth."

In the past, Wei Qingsong had a superior material life and never lacked spiritual life. He was carefree, always smiling and full of vitality.

But now, she looks like a dying old man, with a desolate look in her eyes.

A lot of questions were swirling in my heart, and finally they disappeared and turned into just one sentence: "What have you been doing these past few years?"

Wei Qingsong took a sip of coffee, and the cold bitterness made her energetic. She smiled: "I... didn't do anything. I just thought of it as studying and traveling."

Shen Fu frowned and raised her tone slightly: "You know I hate gentle people the most. Can you speak more clearly? Isn't it fun to pretend to be mysterious?"

She is impatient and speaks and does things arrogantly. Wei Qingsong has known this for a long time. She also understands that although Shen Fu has a bad temper, she is not bad-hearted and has no malice, so she is not angry.

"I'm sorry, I have my own reasons. My leaving without saying goodbye six years ago hurt everyone. I'm sorry, but I can't say the reason." Wei Qingsong gently stirred the coffee, and his eyes changed. distant.

After Wilson, the leader of "Effect", was arrested, she secretly appeared in court in Country M as a tainted witness. She was then repeatedly warned by the FBI not to mention the organization to unrelated persons.

The information about that case was never disclosed to the outside world from beginning to end, and the news was tightly buried.

She also knew the importance of doing this, so after leaving Satan Prison, in front of the worried Wei Sihua and Yun Peilan, she just said that during this period, she was only cooperating with the investigation of the Nanxun Street case.

Except for the relevant personnel, no one knows the existence of the "evil consequences".

Although Wei Sihua and Yun Peilan couldn't understand why the case on Nanxun Street alerted the FBI, they just thought it was Bailiwan's move to protect Yan Zhi.

When she returned to China, she tried every excuse, but could never find a reasonable explanation to bring a perfect end to her disappearance six years ago.

What's more, she doesn't want to be a person who tells lies. Once the lies start, they can never stop.

Shen Fu exhaled impatiently, leaned back sharply, leaned on the back of the chair, and looked at her with pursed lips.

Wei Qingsong always lowered his head and drank coffee slowly, seemingly unaware of her burning gaze.

After being eerily silent for a long time, Shen Fu suddenly relaxed and sighed: "Forget it, if you don't want to tell me, I won't ask."

Wei Qingsong's temper may have become a lot duller, but one thing has not changed. No one can change the things she has decided.

Just like back then, Shen Fu felt that Lu Jingming was too aloof and aloof, and she didn't like his style, so she often said bad things about him in front of Wei Qingsong, but Wei Qingsong still decided to be with Lu Jingming.

She was not optimistic about them at first, because Lu Jingming was too cold, and Wei Qingsong was too out of touch. They seemed to be from two different worlds, and she never felt how much Lu Jingming loved Wei Qingsong.

Can a cold-hearted person like him really love someone?

However, after Wei Qingsong left six years ago, Lu Jingming clearly said such decisive words, but no other woman appeared around him again.

At first, Shen Fu thought Lu Jingming was just too deeply hurt and didn't want to start a new relationship so quickly.

Until one time, she was drinking sugar water in a cold drink shop and happened to meet Lu Jingming coming in with a beautiful woman.

At that time, she scoffed, thinking that Lu Jingming's affection was nothing more than that.

When he was about to leave, he heard Lu Jingming say: "Sorry, I agreed to go to the appointment. I just wanted to make it clear to you in person. This is more formal. Maybe you don't know. I already have a girlfriend, but she has left Tangzhou now." "

At that time, Shen Fu realized that Lu Jingming had been waiting for Wei Qingsong.

Although he said decisively and ruthlessly: "Don't mention that name in front of me."

Although he said: "I don't know who Wei Qingsong is."

Facing concerned inquiries from his friends, he said: "I forgot about it a long time ago."

But deep down in his heart, he has long been unable to accommodate other people.

She couldn't understand Lu Jingming. Maybe no one in the world could understand what Lu Jingming was thinking.

I hate Wei Qingsong so much, but I love her so much, I love her more deeply than anyone else, and I would rather wait day after day without hope.

Six years, not six days, not six months, more than two thousand days and nights, how many people in the world can stand for someone who may never come back?

Shen Fu flipped up her long golden hair, and her beautiful eyes sparkled: "Some people really value sex over friends. When they come back, they don't contact me, an insignificant little character, but they get back together with Lu Jingming so quickly." Well, that’s right, in your mind, I’m just a second-generation ancestor who doesn’t know anything.”

"Afu, please don't say that. I just haven't figured out how to face you." Wei Qingsong put down the cup in his hand and explained with a serious face, then the corner of his mouth sank slightly, "Besides, Lu Jingming and I are still No...I think he doesn’t want to be entangled with me anymore.”

Shen Fu raised her eyes in shock and said in confusion: "Why do you think so? This is not like the confident you."

When Wei Qingsong praised Haikou, the smile on his face was brighter than the warm spring sun: "Wait and see, within three months, I will catch Lu Jingming!"

At that time, who didn't know that Lu Jingming was famous for keeping away from strangers? Unexpectedly, Wei Qingsong actually did it. It only took a month to pluck Lu Jingming, the flower of the mountains.

To this day, Shen Fu still can't tell which of the two of them was tempted first and who had a premeditated plan.

Let’s advance the emotional line first.
Chapter completed!