【Why?】

One question after another came over. Zhimian only said that it was a disagreement in personality and did not explain much. Everyone guessed that she was uncomfortable and comforted her a lot. Zhimian said that it was okay and she was in a much better state.

Warmly transfer topic: [I will pass the first subject during this winter vacation, and I have not started the exam yet...]

Wu Yiqiu: [My mother, do you have to go from freshman to senior year!]

Tong Ran: [You should hurry up and hurry up, you will be ready for the postgraduate entrance examination in the next semester.]

Zhimian's driver's license took the exam after entering the freshman year.

At that time, students had discounts for driving licenses, and only one person had more than 3,000 yuan.

But she didn't get much after the exam, and she didn't get the certificate for a long time.

She thought, and got up and went to the bedroom to look for her driver's license. After searching for a while, she couldn't find it.

After searching through all the luggage, she still didn't. She suddenly realized-

The driver's license may still be left at Duan Zhuo's home.

Since she slept with him, many things were placed in the master bedroom. She walked in a hurry that night and didn't go to the master bedroom to get them.

I guess my driver's license is inside...

Just forget about clothes, but you can’t take this certificate.

Zhimian's head hurts.

After thinking about it, she clicked on WeChat and sent a message to Duan Zhuo: [My driver's license is still with you. When will you not be at home, I'll go over and get it.]

On the other side, the club meeting was about six o'clock.

Duan Zhuo's phone on the desktop vibrated. He glanced at him and saw the message popping up on the screen from Zhimian. He was stunned and quickly picked up the phone and opened the screen, but saw her complete words.

His face turned dark.

After a while, he got up and walked out of the conference room, which made the others slightly stunned.

A few minutes later, Zhimian received a call from Duan Zhuo. Unexpectedly, he would call directly and answer: "Hey."

"What does it mean that I'm not at home?"

The man's voice is very cold.

Zhimian: "..."

She doesn't want to meet him again, and she wants her to say it clearly?

"I think... it's better for us not to meet now."

The other end sneered and said, "I'm sorry, I haven't trained next, and I'll be at home every day."

“…”

She said again: "Then can you send it for me?"

"I'll send you your stuff?"

“…Okay, I’ll go back and get it.”

"You want to come back and get it, and say to me, I must be there," he said.

"Why?"

He said in a leisurely tone: "Who have you seen someone else go to someone else to get things and others are not at home? What are your requirements?"

Zhimian was so angry that he didn't want to speak. After a few seconds, the man's voice came over again: "When will you come back?"

Zhimian thought, since this is the case, it’s better to cut the mess quickly.

"I'll go there later, can I?"

"casual."

Duan Zhuo's lips curled silently. After hanging up the phone, he returned to the conference room and the meeting was almost done.

"Boss, let's go for a meal! Nunu said to invite us to grilled fish tonight!"

He picked up the cap on the table and walked out, "Don't eat anymore, go home."

After Duan Zhuo left, the team members in the conference room were confused again: "Why is the boss feeling gloomy recently?"

"Yes, I didn't laugh all day today. I just went out to call with a cold face. When I came back, I felt better again?"

"It's hard to understand, too difficult to understand..."-

After Zhimian finished his meal, the night had already ended, and sparse stars hung in the sky.

After leaving the community, she took the subway to Xingjiaozhou.

She felt even more unfamiliar when she came here for a while after leaving.

When she arrived at the door of the villa, she hesitated for two seconds and pressed the doorbell. A few seconds later, the man's handsome face appeared on the electronic screen:

"I can't unlock my fingerprints and come in?"

"..." Shouldn't he deleted it long ago?

Zhimian opened the door and arrived at the entrance. She saw a pair of pink rabbit plush slippers in front of the shoe cabinet, which she wore in winter.

She walked in and saw the man sitting on the sofa in the living room, lowering his head and playing with his cell phone, and seemed to have no attention at all.

She spoke:

“Is my driver’s license upstairs?”

Duan Zhuo lazily raised his eyelids to look at her: "Or I'll find it for you?"

“…”

Zhimian didn't know why he had such a temper.

But here she finally endured him.

She turned and walked upstairs. Soon, the man looked up at her, stood up, put his phone in his pocket, and walked to the stairs.

Zhimian turned around and saw him following behind, as if he was afraid that she would go to his room to steal something...

When she walked to the master bedroom, she pushed the door open and the familiar decoration made many memories come to her, such as the first time she was carried into the room by him and threw it onto the bed.

She extinguished her memories and went straight to the bedside table. When she opened it, she saw several boxes of Okamoto inside.

Some have been unpacked, and some have not been unpacked.

This is what they would use before.

At first, when she saw him buying this, her face turned red and thought he was really going to do something, which attracted him to laugh.

Although the two of them only had marginal behavior, he was afraid of accidents and basically he would wear it every time he played something.

Zhimian kept calm and opened the box, and finally found his driver's license and some less important documents, and took them away.

Then she turned to look at the man leaning against the wall, "Cloakroom...I'll go and see if there is anything."

He stared at her, "Whatever."

She walked over and finally took some clothes she bought with the money she earned.

After packing it, she walked out, but the man was blocking the door.

"That's it? I don't want any of those?"

"No."

She could barely accept those expensive gifts when she was a girlfriend, but now she doesn't want to take them away.

He said coldly: "Don't I'll throw it all away."

"Well, you can do whatever you want."

He lowered his face and took the jewelry box in his hand to her, his voice slightly hoarse:

"I don't want the 18th birthday gift?"

There was the platinum necklace inside.

Zhimian was stunned for a moment and shook his head:

"No."

"Why?"

She looked up at him lightly: "There is no need to take it back and miss it."

Ex-boyfriend.

Duan Zhuo's aura instantly sank. He walked forward and Zhimian subconsciously retreated, and the next moment his body was pressed against the wall by the man.

She was startled, "Duan Zhuo!"

"Zhimian, I have been raising you for so many years in vain?"
Chapter completed!