Warm my heart

Jiang Zhenzu chuckled.

He replied in a relaxed tone, "Whatever you like."

Ma Dingdang lowered his head and pretended to be thinking seriously.

After a while, he raised his head and said, "Then let's think about the next intersection."

After saying that, she stopped talking and got into the car quietly.

The car was completely silent, and neither of them took the initiative to break the silence.

Ma Dingdang inadvertently caught a glimpse of the rope on Jiang Zhenzu's wrist that she had left for him.

A ripple appeared in my heart.

But he quickly concealed his emotions and turned to look at the street scene receding outside the window.

Not long after, the car arrived at the agreed intersection.

Ma Dingdang said softly, "I'll just get off in front."

Jiang Zhenzu nodded silently.

At this moment, he knew very well that the road between them had come to an end.

Ma Dingdang pushed open the car door and slowly got out.

When she was about to close the car door, she couldn't help but look back and look at Jiang Zhenzu deeply.

Then he uttered two words softly: "Goodbye."

As soon as she finished speaking, she closed the car door resolutely.

Just as Ma Dingdang turned around and was about to leave.

Suddenly, Jiang Zhenzu's deep voice came from behind him: "I'm sorry."

These three words were like a thunderclap, exploding in Ma Dingdang's heart.

She stopped abruptly, took a deep breath, and tried to calm the emotions surging in her heart.

After a moment, Ma Dingdang slowly turned around and walked back to the car.

She stared into Jiang Zhenzu's eyes,

He said word by word, "Let me teach you one more thing. Whether you love someone or not, you don't have to say sorry."

Jiang Zhenzu looked at Ma Dingdang expectantly.

He whispered, "Then you can say thank you."

What greeted him was Ma Dingdang's mocking smile.

After a moment of silence, he quickly continued, “I can promise you anything.

Anything is fine, one, two, or even three! As long as it is what you want, I will do my best to make it happen."

His eyes were firm and fiery, as if he wanted to convey this determination to the woman in front of him.

At this moment, Ma Dingdang frowned slightly.

Her voice was calm but carried a hint of unquestionable strength: "Enough, stop saying these unrealistic things.

Let me teach you, men, don’t make too many promises to women easily.

Otherwise, you will regret it one day in the future."

After saying that, she shook her head slightly and looked into the distance with complicated eyes.

Ma Dingdang took a deep breath and tried to calm the ups and downs in his heart.

After a little tidying up, he took out a few heavy gold bars from the space.

Ma Dingdang took these gold bars to a large gold and silver exchange.

After some skillful negotiations and operations, the gold bars were successfully exchanged for a thick stack of cash.

With this huge amount of money, Ma Dingdang began to look for an ideal residence.

In a corner of the city, she discovered a courtyard house that seemed ordinary but had unique charm.

Although the appearance of this courtyard house is a bit old, the overall structure is intact, revealing an ancient and elegant atmosphere.

Ma Dingdang looked around carefully and thought to himself, "Well, this place looks pretty good. It should be suitable for me."

What surprised her even more was that this courtyard was not only connected to the building in front.

It forms a relatively independent and spacious area, and its internal area is quite considerable.

Especially in the backyard, there is actually a large vegetable garden.

It is planted with a variety of vegetables and flowers, adding a touch of vibrant green to the entire courtyard.

Ma Dingdang suddenly had an idea - to open a bar here!

In this way, you can make full use of this vast site and ensure that you have a stable source of income.

Ma Dingdang immediately started to carefully renovate and decorate the courtyard house.

Considering that the bar would inevitably produce noise when it was open, in order not to affect himself living in the backyard, Ma Dingdang paid special attention to the sound insulation effect.

She spared no effort and time in selecting the best sound insulation materials and hiring a professional construction team to ensure that everything was foolproof.

After a period of intense work, the bar's renovation work was finally completed successfully.

Looking at the brand new scene in front of him, Ma Dingdang nodded with satisfaction.

At this time, the bar named "Forget it Bar" has begun to take shape.

Its unique style and atmosphere attract the attention of passers-by.

One morning after the bar opened.

When Ma Dingdang opened the shop door as usual and prepared to greet the new day.

But he was surprised to find a strange man lying at the door.

The man was wearing a black sweatshirt and carrying a long ancient sword on his back.

Exuding an otherworldly aura.

But what was strange was that he was not a zombie and had no obvious wounds or signs of abnormality on his body.

And his whole body is full of spiritual power.

For a moment, Ma Dingdang couldn't figure out his identity.

Faced with this situation, Ma Dingdang hesitated for a moment.

It was finally decided to help the mysterious man into a room inside the bar and settle him down.

After all, the two of them are not familiar with each other yet, so letting him rest in the bar room for the time being should be the most appropriate arrangement.

As for this man's origins and purpose, perhaps we can only know after he wakes up...

After a long day of waiting.

The man finally opened his eyes slowly and woke up.

I saw Ma Dingdang sitting quietly on a stool beside the bed.

Her eyes were fixed on the man who had just woken up in front of her.

She gently reached out and picked up the kettle on the table.

She skillfully poured a glass of warm water for the man.

And carefully handed the glass of water to the man.

When the man's eyes met Ma Dingdang's.

He suddenly cried out: "Who are you?"

Ma Dingdang was startled by this sudden question.

She stared into the man's face, which was full of doubt and innocence.

He thought to himself, "Oh my god, could it be that this guy ran out of some mountain again?"

As he was thinking, Ma Dingdang almost dropped the cup in his hand out of fright.

After calming down a little,

Ma Dingdang quickly asked, "So... you, what's your name?"

Hearing this, the man frowned slightly, as if trying hard to recall something.

After a moment, he replied softly, "My name is Zhang Qiling."

Ma Dingdang then asked, "Do you remember how you got here?"

Faced with this question, Zhang Qiling shook his head in confusion.

He said he knew nothing: "I don't know, I only know my name is Zhang Qiling."

"What? Could it be that you have lost your memory?"