Duan Zhuo's words fell, and Zhimian met his gaze and his mind was completely confused.

Even though I had such a guess in my mind these days, even though I heard Zhuge Yu say something like that, the moment she heard him say it in person, blood seemed to rush over her head, causing her whole body to get hot, and she was so stunned that she couldn't speak.

Seeing that she was stunned, Duan Zhuo smiled and raised his hand and couldn't help pinching her cheek:

"Don't run away for now, let me finish my words."

The man was silent for a while, and his heart was mixed with all kinds of emotions, and his voice was hoarse:

"Zhimian, I'm sorry, I did too many things that made you sad before. I know that because your parents died very early, you lived a very painful and lonely life in the five years you lived in a relative's house. It was my fault that I took you home but didn't protect you well."

Duan Zhuo thought of her saying "I have long since lost my home", and he felt guilty in his heart.

"When you first mentioned breaking up, I felt that things were not that serious. You would return to me. I still used my own method to chase you. It was not until I heard you say so much that night that I knew what I did wrong.

I have a bad temper, self-righteousness, and always hold on when quarreling. I have been thinking about the problem you mentioned for a long time. The environment we live in is different. I am very confident in many things and often ignore your feelings.

I haven't thought about what you need carefully. I do a lot of things that I think I'm good to you, but they actually hurt you and make you feel disrespected."

Zhimian lowered his eyes, and his eyes turned red a little.

"My attitude towards you makes you feel that I treat you like a pet, but I have never thought of it in my heart, nor have I thought of being separated from you, nor have I thought of finding other girls, and there is no one else in my heart to replace you."

The girl was stunned.

Duan Zhuo has always been reluctant to say much about his feelings. Over the years, he has almost never expressed his emotions like this.

"I said these things were not impulsive. After breaking up with you, I tried to give up and no longer contact you, but I couldn't let it go at all. I finally got to you again now, and I don't want to miss it."

Duan Zhuo stepped closer, put his hand on the cars on both sides of her body, and gently wrapped her in his arms:

"I will definitely change the questions you mentioned. I will try my best to do whatever you like."

Duan Zhuo met her gaze and curled her lower lip: "Have you ever chased you in high school? This time I asked me to chase you well and pay back all the owes."

Zhimian couldn't digest this information for a while.

The warmth on the man's body came little by little to disturb the enthusiasm of people's hearts. She lowered her head at a loss and whispered for a while: "I can't give you an answer now, I want to think about it..."

They had just met again, and she even planned to say goodbye to the past completely.

Who knew he actually told her this...

"How long does it take?"

She moved her lips, "It will take a long time to think about it..."

The man chuckled and raised his hand to cover her hair, "Okay, it's okay to think about it. I just told you in advance, so that you, the little examiner, can get into the state first and start to examine me well from now on."

He leaned down and said in her ear: "As long as you don't want to resist as much as before, you won't give you any chance."

Under the street lights, the figures of the two were pulled for a long time.

The evening breeze is gentle.

After a while, he let go of his hand and took a step back. Zhimian blinked his eyes and heard him laugh: "Child, why do you still blush so easily? I just said a few words."

“…”

Zhimian looked up at him and stuttered: "I'm going upstairs."

She felt her hands and feet numb now and could not say a few words. If she stayed in front of him, she would be steamed.

She wasn't so nervous when she confessed to him before.

Duan Zhuo raised his lips: "Okay, I'll get you your luggage."

Duan Zhuo turned around and walked to the trunk of the car, and finally lifted the box in front of her: "I'll help you get it?"

"No, I can handle it."

Zhimian looked at him, "You go back to bed early."

This is the confession that he will be sent away.

Duan Zhuo curled his lips helplessly, "Okay."

Zhimian dragged his suitcase and turned around and walked into the community building.

As if her consciousness was distracted, when she came to her senses, she had already walked to the door of her house, opened the door, and walked into the balcony, and secretly leaned out her head. She saw Duan Zhuo still standing downstairs at home, tilting her head, looking in the direction of her.

She immediately retracted her head and turned to walk into the living room.

She sat on the sofa, hugged the dinosaur pillow, buried her face in, and her heart beat rapidly.

His words kept popping up in his mind, like jumping brain cells, awakening the memories of the long-standing relationship between her.

She suddenly remembered that one time last year, she woke up the next day after she had a fever, and Duan Zhuo strongly offered to let her return to him.

He was still high and above at that time, which made people feel heartbroken.

Who would have thought that a year later, what he said to her was--I want to get her back.

This time he chose to approach her.

A year has passed, and he has really changed a lot.

After a while, Zhimian called Liang Zhiyi and told her about it. Every time she encountered emotional problems, she always thought about finding Liang Zhiyi at the first time.

After listening to the other end, he laughed for a long time. Zhimian's face turned pale and red because of her smile: "Why are you laughing..."

"What am I saying? This dog man is really obsessed with you. I know you two can't be clean. You said that for so many years, he is the only man in the world, and he should seem like this? The bond between first love is really deep."

Zhimian: "..."

Liang Zhiyi controlled her emotions, but her voice still had a smile: "What do you think?"

Zhimian said she didn't know either.

"If you really don't want to have anything with him, you will refuse tonight, right? You didn't refuse, which means that he has changed a lot after the reunion. You are not so repulsive of him. You don't have to force your rationality to make any decisions. Just follow your feelings."

What Zhimian’s mind is that he is used to thinking too much.

"You just treat him as a suitor, and let him chase you this time until he makes up for the hurt parts in your heart and feels that he can start a new story with him. At worst, he will be dissatisfied with him in the end, so he can refuse."

Liang Zhiyi did not give any support or objection. After all, feelings are the business of two people, and others have no right to help make decisions.

"Love should be something that heals people's hearts. If you feel relaxed and happy with him, just keep going. Ninety-nine, don't think so much about it?"

Zhimian said: "Well, I understand."

"But, promise me not to let that dog man chase you too quickly! Don't surrender in a day or two. This is too boring! Let him chase you!"

Zhimian responded and finally hung up the phone.

She turned her eyes to look at the sky outside the window. The stars and moon are bright and vast.

Her heart gradually became clear.

Just follow your heart and leave everything to time-

The next day.

Zhimian woke up because of insomnia last night.

She went to check her phone. Duan Zhuo asked her if she woke up at around 8 o'clock. He said he was having a meeting this morning and could only look at her phone during rest. He might not be able to reply her message in such time.

Zhimian replied to the message, but soon the man called over. She was a little surprised, made some mental preparations, and picked up.

"Awaken?" The voice on the other end was deep.

"Well...are you in a meeting?"

"I still want to call you when I see your message. I remember to have breakfast when I wake up. I originally thought I bought it this morning and sent it to you, but you didn't reply, so I guess you were sleeping."

"It's okay, I have bread at home," Zhimian remembered something, "Can I go over and get the car today?"

"Well, when will you come?"

"I'll clean up and go there."

Duan Zhuo responded, Zhimian hung up the phone, got out of bed and cleaned up.

At around ten o'clock, Zhimian took the subway to the club. After entering, Cheng Li was already waiting for her.

He led her to Duan Zhuo's office and waited first, "Miss Zhi, their meeting will end soon."

Zhimian nodded.

When she passed by the office area, many clubs had seen her staff see her and recognized her: "Hey, Zhimian?!"

Zhimian was stunned for a moment, and responded with a faint smile.

Anyone who knows Duan Zhuo a little bit knows that Duan Zhuo and Zhimian broke up. At this moment, everyone was a little confused when they saw the girl being taken to Duan Zhuo’s office.

Zhimian sat down in the office. After a while, a few gossip staff came in and walked forward with a cup of water, "Zhimian, you drink water."

"Thanks."

There was a girl in a white coat, from Duan Zhuo's current medical team. She followed her in and when she heard their conversation, she seemed to have been slowing down, "Your name is Zhimian?"

"Well," Zhimian found that he had never seen her before, and was puzzled, "...what happened?"

"Zhimian..." The girl thought about what she saw when she was having a physical examination for Duan Zhuo, and thoughtfully said, "z..."

Her pupils shook and she looked at the girl in shock: "By the way, are you just on fire's hand..."

Before she finished speaking, footsteps sounded at the door.

Duan Zhuo's figure appeared.

The girl had to stop immediately, and several staff members greeted him one after another.

Duan Zhuo didn't hear their conversation, so he raised his eyelids and looked at them, "Is there something wrong here?"

"It's okay, it's okay."

The idle man waited for him to leave, Zhimian stood up and looked at him, still suspicious of what someone else said just now.

What hand?

She subconsciously glanced at the man's hand, who was wearing a coat, his hand in his pocket, and could not see anything.
To be continued...