follow my heart

After Ji Wan finished answering the phone, the variety show ended at the end of the episode, and the male and female guests took turns hiding in the small dark room and secretly texting the person they were interested in.

Almost all the text messages of the female guests contain emoticons or kaomoji.

Cui Youran asked softly: "When you send messages to others, do you add some emoji?"

Meng Buqing shook his head and said, "I basically don't express any expression."

Ji Wan said "hmm", "I won't post either."

Cui Youran looked at Ji Wan in surprise.

Liar, you even threatened me by posting emoticons that day... just because your kid praised the novel I wrote is very sweet.

Sensing her scrutiny, Ji Wan turned her face slightly and gave her a sideways glance.

I thought to myself, I don’t even know that my vest has been removed.

But don't drag her into the water by chatting.

Cui Youran caught the warning in her eyes, lowered her head, and didn't dare to test for others for a moment.

She is used to being open and generous, and it is only now that she realizes that being out of the closet on the Internet does not mean that she is willing to talk about it in reality.

The brief eye contact between the two of them fell into Meng Buqing's eyes completely.

Meng Buqing watched with interest.

Ji Wan took advantage of the phone call just now and said that there was still work to be done, so she sat for a while and went upstairs.

"..."

Wait for her to leave.

Cui Youran turned her head and said with a smile, "I don't think I can get involved in your affairs. When you were in the deep cabinet, didn't you also like to talk about these things with strangers?"

Meng Buqing nodded, stared straight at her and asked, "You looked around just now, what were you thinking?"

"Ah?" Cui Youran hid, and finally picked out the truth that could be said, "I don't think she likes to be tempted by me. Besides, it's obvious in her heart that you are the one who is close to you. Ask yourself, for sure. It's more effective."

Meng Buqing was delighted by what she said, and his eyes slightly bent, "You really think so?"

Cui Youran nodded abruptly like a chicken pecking rice: "I swear on my peach blossoms!"

The smile in Meng Buqing's eyes widened, she was about to say something.

The ringtone of the network call rang.

It turned out to be Song Wenyi's call.

She was stunned, and picked it up, but she heard the voice of her mother Xiao Anqiao: "Bubu, tidy up the guest room at home, Yiyi will be staying here tonight."

Meng Buqing didn't speak, frowned, took down the phone, and looked at the contact.

It is indeed Song Wenyi's profile picture and name.

Put it to your ear again and change the voice.

It should be Song Wenyi who took the phone back, "I'm flying back to China today, and my aunt came to take the opportunity. Auntie said that the hotel is not very clean. If it's convenient for you..."

Xiao Anqiao's voice was vaguely heard: "She lives alone in such a big house, what's the inconvenience?"

Meng Buqing was irritated, interrupted suddenly, and said in a blunt tone: "I am very inconvenient. Since you have such a good relationship, you can live with my mother. Her house is quite big."

Song Wenyi hurriedly explained in a low voice: "Auntie took a fancy to a bag. I happened to be able to bring it to her. She also wanted to thank me. Auntie is really too polite. Actually, I don't need it at all. I also want to stay in a hotel .”

She spoke softly, without any temper.

Meng Buqing paused, feeling embarrassed.

You can't take your anger towards your mother on others.She raised her eyes and looked at Cui Youran. It was really inconvenient today, so she said, "Why did you come back to China suddenly? If there is nothing to do tomorrow, can I treat you to dinner?"

"Okay, okay." Song Wenyi happily agreed.

Hang up the phone quickly.

Seeing Cui Youran staring at her without blinking.

"what happened?"

"No," Cui Youran lowered her eyebrows as if hesitating, and then said slowly after a while, "My words don't mean anything, it's just a suggestion."

"You said."

"Well, I think people like Ji Wan, like you, have been great beauties since they were young, and they shouldn't take the weak, rain-soaked gestures of affection to heart."

"..."

"Why don't you try to be special to her, the kind of preference that must be her." Cui Youran raised her finger and pointed to her mobile phone, and said remindingly, "Don't let her think that it's just a backup in your mobile phone list." A member of the fetus."

Meng Buqing pursed her lips and explained helplessly, "I don't have any spare tires."

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the next day.

Meng Buqing went to dinner with Song Wenyi, and the location was around the former elementary school campus.After dinner, I accompanied her to hang out in several boutique stationery stores that I used to like to go to most, but now most of them have closed down.

Song Wenyi buys whatever she likes, saying that there are not so cute things abroad.After her left and right hands were full, Meng Buqing asked for the heavy things and carried them for her.

Soon both of them had bags in their hands.

Passing by a large mirror.

"We haven't had a group photo for a long time," Song Wenyi naturally grabbed her arm, turned to stare at her and smiled, "How about taking a picture?"

Meng Buqing is not everything.

Song Wenyi happily took out her mobile phone,

Meng Buqing raised his eyes slightly and looked at her in the mirror.

I haven't seen her for many years, the little girl from back then has completely grown up.The quiet and soft eyebrows and eyes became exquisite and flamboyant.Maybe it's a bright color, with long light chestnut curly hair, which looks like an idol.

She has become more and more casual from a delicate little child dressed up by her mother.I have dressed up carefully today, and it is still a simple and casual style.

Meng Buqing lowered her eyes and saw Song Wenyi set the group photo she just took as the desktop wallpaper.

She was surprised: "Don't you even need to retouch the pictures?"

"I...I'm not very good at it," Song Wenyi smiled sheepishly, and obediently handed over the phone, "Do you want to fix it?"

Meng Buqing paused for three seconds, then laughed: "Me neither."

The two looked at each other and laughed.

It's strange, obviously we haven't seen each other for so many years, but the blank space in the middle seems to be easily erased.Even with the change of the other party, it's just more stuff to talk about, without any sense of estrangement.

"..."

During this time, Meng Buqing, as the host, entertained Song Wenyi who was on spring break to play around.

He also took her to attend class.

Song Wenyi's outstanding appearance attracted a lot of attention in a small area.After a few times, Zhang Ming took the initiative to ask her for contact information.

She generously added a wechat message to him.

Meng Buqing frowned, looked at quietly and did not speak.

A few people were chatting, and they said that they would go to the bar to play while they were free tonight.

Ask her if she is free.

Song Wenyi bent her eyes, and said softly, "I follow Meng Buqing, and I follow her wherever I go."

this.

Meng Buqing thought she meant to go, and agreed on her behalf: "Yes."

After class, a group of people went to a dinner party immediately, and after the dinner party, they went to a nearby bar in a mighty way.

The bars here are consumed by young people. They are between nightclubs and Qing bars. There are colorful disco stages and quiet booths.

There were a lot of them, and they ordered two bottles of beer and two bottles of champagne.

When the waiter delivered it, he was carrying two small ice buckets with a fruit platter.The whole table is well-arranged.

Play dice and drink.

Meng Buqing's slender fingers held the dice cup, almost shaking it more or less.

She specially practiced this skill under the tutelage of a famous magician.

For some reason, Song Wenyi seemed to hope that she could drink, but she did it against her.

As a result, I lost one cup after another.

Meng Buqing threw away the dice Gu, and picked up the wine glass with a half-smile: "If you want me to drink, just say so, and I'll just drink with you."

Song Wenyi puffed up her cheeks like a child, but didn't look at her.

Stare at the ice cube in front of you.

Just now when they were shoveling ice cubes in the ice bucket, they accidentally dropped the big ice cubes that were frozen together on the table.No one cared about it for a while, and lay quietly to melt the water.

"The Greff family is interested in this pink diamond," Song Wenyi stretched out her hand, the princess-cut diamond ring on her right index finger is shining brightly, dreamlike in the ever-changing light, "The other white diamonds and yellow diamonds are tired of looking at them." .”

She seemed to be showing off a ring.

But in the next second, she grabbed the piece of ice in front of her and used her ring to forcefully draw a white mark on the ice.

"What are you doing?" Meng Buqing looked at her flushed cheeks, took the cup in front of her, and joked, "You can't sit at the child's table."

"I can't drink anymore, you give me back the cup."

Song Wenyi glared at her aggrievedly.

Meng Buqing didn't give it to her, and drank the wine by himself: "I've been playing with your precious pink diamonds on ice cubes, are you still drunk?"

"Baby?" Song Wenyi's tone was puzzled, she took off the ring and put it in the palm of her hand, staring at her seriously, "Diamonds are my toy for making ice cubes, and you are the jewel in my palm."

"..."

Meng Buqing's heart skipped a beat, and she felt that she was insane and talking nonsense.But from her slack eyes, she could see a sad and lonely look.

Is it time for spring break at universities abroad?

She suddenly felt weird.

With a calm expression on his face, he whispered: "Be good and take it back. There are many people here. If you lose it later, you won't be able to find it."

Song Wenyi remained silent.

After a while, she lay down straight on the table.Actually fell asleep.

Meng Buqing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he helped her take the ring back first, and the brilliance of the diamond shone in her eyes.When she touched that touch of hardness, she suddenly felt strange.

Now, I shouldn't be helping others wear rings.

She blinked to drive away the weirdness.

He called Xiao Anqiao and told her to come pick him up.Leaving the gorgeous young lady to her care is obviously much more suitable than letting him take it home.

"Don't leave me..." Song Wenyi heard her finish the phone call, and suddenly raised her face struggling, and stared at her with hazy eyes, "I'm really not drunk."

"I didn't leave you behind, you came with me, how could I lose you." Meng Buqing explained in a good-tempered manner, "You drank a little too much today, go home with my mother first, okay?"

"No, I don't want it."

"Then what do you want." Meng Buqing was thinking about her hotel, not far from here.if--

"I want to go home with you."

Song Wenyi gently grabbed her sleeve, her blushing face and watery eyes showed grievance.