Tong Huanhuan was tearful, bit her lips tightly, her face was hurt, and she stepped back step by step. Zhou Wenqing hurried over and grabbed her arm: "Huanhuan, don't listen to Tian Yu's nonsense, you still don't understand my heart for you ?"
Tong Huanhuan stared at him blankly: "I thought I understood, but now I suddenly don't. Brother Zhou, look me in the eyes and tell me once, in two years, will you really marry me?"
Zhou Wenqing's words just now were perfunctory for her, and Tong Huanhuan could tell that there was no reason for a woman's intuition. She once again had the feeling that Brother Zhou was about to abandon her, just like before he went abroad last time.
In fact, what scares her the most is not the distance between the two, nor Zhou Wenqing saying that he is too young to get married now, but his attitude
Zhou Wenqing wanted to say that he would, he has always lied to people without blinking an eye, a white lie can save Tong Huanhuan from harm, why would he not do it?
However, facing those big clear eyes, he couldn't say anything?
"Woohoo!" Tong Huanhuan obviously read the worst conclusion from Zhou Wenqing's eyes, burst into tears, turned around and ran away, she shouldn't have come, why did she come to France!
"I don't know where you live at night, where are you going!" Zhou Wenqing anxiously pulled Tong Huanhuan back, "It's cold outside, you'll catch a cold if you run out!"
Tong Huanhuan burst into tears: "You don't care if I catch a cold or not. It doesn't matter if I freeze to death. Go away and don't touch me!"
"You are not allowed to go anywhere!" Zhou Wenqing exerted his strength in desperation, grabbed Tong Huanhuan and pushed him onto the sofa, "If you dare to yell at me again, try!"
Tong Huanhuan fell on all fours and was petrified. Zhou Wenqing spoke to her in this tone for the first time, and even moved his hands, as if he was going to break her neck if she insisted on leaving today.
Zhou Wenqing was obviously aware of his gaffe, startled and regretful, and hurried to Tong Huanhuan to make sure she was not injured, and stroked her hair: "Good boy, stop making trouble, okay?"
Noisy? Tong Huanhuan wanted to cry, but Zhou Wenqing thought she was making trouble when she traveled all the way to propose marriage and was rejected? For more than a year, she has been completely spoiled by Zhou Wenqing, and she is no longer the little girl who can shamelessly paste casual insults
The more you love, the more you can't tolerate hurt. Now that Zhou Wenqing speaks even a little bit harder, Tong Huanhuan is extremely wronged, let alone being pushed directly onto the sofa by him.
"I want to go home!" Tong Huanhuan lowered his head sadly, turned his back and refused to meet Zhou Wenqing's eyes, and said word by word, "I want to go home now!"
"If we want to leave, we will leave tomorrow!" Zhou Wenqing's heart ached almost to tears, and he turned around coldly, "Where did the flight come in at midnight? Do you think your family runs the airline!"
Tong Huanhuan had a sore nose, but she couldn't shed tears. She said she wanted to leave, but Zhou Wenqing let her go? She thought he would say something else
The long night was spent in endless silence.
The apartment that Zhou Wenqing rented had only one bedroom and one living room, and only one bed. Tong Huanhuan slept on the left side, and he slept on the right side. They also slept together, but they lost the warmth of the past.
Several times, Zhou Wenqing wanted to put Tong Huanhuan under his body regardless of what might happen, and told her that whether she got married or not, in this life, she could only be his, but he couldn't do it. The cold war meant