Staying at my best friend's house, she was spotted by her gangster uncle

Chapter 313 "Are you okay?"

Thank her, thank her for not exposing his thoughts.

Tong Xin was a little grateful to Xia Qian because she understood him too well. In fact, she must have been able to guess the relationship between him and that person, and he knew it, so he wanted to thank her.

There is only a fig leaf between people, and it would be decent if we don't remove it.

The pasta was ready, and Tongxin went to the bedroom to call her. She was lying on the bed and seemed to be asleep.

He walked over and kissed her forehead gently:

"Wife, get up and eat."

His voice was soft, he had already adjusted his mood in the kitchen just now.

He belongs to Xia Qian now, and the past will be the past.

Xia Qian opened her eyes and murmured:

"Is it tasty?"

The corners of his mouth turned up:

"I didn't taste it."

He was lying, he tasted everything he cooked:

"you're lying."

She knew him too well to know that what he said was not true.

Tong Xin lay on her chest:

"I did not lie to you."

What he said was true. Xia Qian stroked his head:

"Really?"

"real."

He understood what she meant, of course it went without saying. Xia Qian lifted his head and kissed him on the lips:

"Reward for you, dear baby."

Yes, he didn't lie to her, she knew it all.

Tong Xin responded to her with a smile, and the two of them hugged each other.

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Tongxin did not change because of that encounter with Anqi. Instead, he lived a more stable life.

They are people on two different lines, each weaving their own lives.

He and Xia Qian lived a relatively harmonious life, without too many barriers between them. They were like friends, or even more like confidantes.

Xia Qian's company held an event and she came back late at night, so she called him to tell him not to pick her up:

"I'll be home late tonight. I have a party."

Childlike heart is ready to go off work:

"Then tell me when you're done and I'll pick you up."

"okay."

After hanging up the phone, Tong Xin had to go home alone.

The wind in late autumn was a bit cold, and he tightened his coat as soon as he left the company.

He was driving towards home and saw a man on the side of the road, shivering in the cold wind.

The sun had not yet completely set, and she looked particularly thin in the afterglow.

Her face was pale from the cold and the clothes she was wearing did not help keep her warm.

Tong Xin hesitated for a while, but still stopped the car in front of her.

A car suddenly stopped in front of Anqi, and she felt unfamiliar with it.

She was out delivering documents to her supervisor and couldn't get a taxi during the rush hour.

The moment the car window rolled down, her heart was shocked.

Tongxin, the young boy he once was, sat in the car alone, making sure there was no one else around.

Tong Xin looked at her with more affection in his eyes:

"It's hard to get a taxi here. I'll take you there."

He cared about her, like an old friend who hadn't seen her for a long time.

"Ah, no need."

She would refuse, as expected.

Tong Xin looked around:

"Come on up, parking is not allowed here."

The cold wind had been blowing for a long time, and it was indeed difficult to get a taxi. At that time, she got into his car for some reason.

In fact, apart from love, they are still classmates and there is no need to cut off contact with each other forever.

An Qi got into his car, and the two of them were in an awkward situation for a while.

The air was frozen and seemed thin. Tong Xin didn't dare to look at her directly, but just glanced at her in the rearview mirror.

"Are you ok?"

He broke the ice, "Are you okay?" was their opening line.

It seemed like a long time had passed before they met again.

After so long, they both have regrets about the past, whether good or bad.

An Qi paused, but still faced it calmly. Of course, there was nothing between them a long time ago:

“It’s fine…how about you?

This feeling seemed to have returned to the past, when he was waiting for her at the alley entrance on his motorcycle.

Tong Xin's eyes were full of guilt, because he really owed her at that time:

"I'm fine too."

Apart from simple greetings, there were too many regrets between them, but no words could be spoken.

It is not regret if you say it out loud, it is decent to stop at the right time.

They fell into silence, and no one made a sound.

They are so similar, with similar personalities and tempers. In fact, they are the same type of people, and people of the same type are not suitable to be together.

When Tong Xin's stubbornness meets her stubbornness, it will really hurt.

“Just stop in front.”

She wanted to find an excuse to leave, after all, she didn't want to be alone with him anymore.

Tong Xin looked at her, then stopped by the roadside. He wanted to say something but could only watch her open the door and get out of the car:

"Thank you...bye."

Anqi said goodbye to him, and a simple turn ended their years of memories.

"Hey, can we...can we talk?"

He knew that maybe they wouldn't meet next time, or maybe they wouldn't even be able to say hello like last time.

They are either lovers or classmates. They can't stop caring about each other, and it takes courage to let go.

An Qi turned her head and looked at him, and in an instant her previous thoughts came flooding back.

Chat?

He had refused to explain even a word all those years ago, but she wanted to hear what he had to say.

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Cafe.

They chose a seat by the window, as if to declare their frankness to the world.

Let’s talk about it, maybe this problem can be resolved.

Tongxin ordered an Americano and he ordered a latte for her.

He also remembered that she liked her latte with full sugar, and she was not used to it being too bitter because she had never tasted bitterness before.

She is a princess, but he is not a prince. He is neither a prince nor her knight. He is like a criminal who has been frozen for a long time and is released and reborn.

Angie was beautiful, just as she had always been.

Now she has shed her youthfulness and looks more charming.

Tongxin didn't dare to look at her, but the thoughts in his heart were obvious to him.

She once belonged to him, and he could look at her openly, but he did not cherish her.

Now he is more like a gentleman, with a strong sense of boundaries in all aspects.

"How are you doing now?"

Tong Xin is concerned about whether she is doing well, as if confirming that will absolve him of his guilt.

An Qi turned her head to the window. She also didn't dare to look at him. They didn't look at each other, but they could feel that the other was looking at them.

"pretty good."

Even though she and Yan Cheng are in a cold war now, she still pretends to be happy.

She was living a good life, but he couldn't know about it. This was her last bit of dignity.

Tong Xin took a sip of coffee and said casually:

"I'm getting married at the end of this month."

He is getting married, this news is not surprising:

"congratulations."

An Qi was also very calm, of course this had nothing to do with her.

Tongxin is not here to show off these, but to talk about their past:

"Are you married?"

"Ah."

An Qi's reply still made him feel trembling.

Maybe he should have guessed that she would get married, but when she mentioned marriage, his heart still trembled.

He had loved her, too, a long time ago.

Having said that, no one can cover up any relationship. Maybe you can let it go or forget it, but you will never forget it.

She had a place in his heart, but it was a long, long time ago.