Silence

  What's wrong with this person? He muttered to himself and said: "I'm already late for work."

  He sat down on the sofa, turned on the TV with the remote control and said: "I've already asked for leave for you, you don't have to go today."

  "What?" he said, hardly believing his ears, "How did you know my company's phone number?"

  Lu Yiheng stopped on the financial channel, slightly turned his head to look at her, "Of course, it was found from your phone. You sleep like a dead pig, do you think I still expect you to get up and ask for leave yourself?"

  "Are you kidding me? You went through my phone without my permission and you're acting so righteous?"

  "Nie Zhiyan," Lu Yiheng looked at her deeply, "what response can you expect from a dead pig?"

  I didn't think about checking her phone content, but I finally gave up because I was afraid of regretting it.

  Nie Zhiyan's heart skipped a beat as he was stared at by his eyes, and suddenly he didn't want to say anything. She turned around and went into the bedroom to get the new clothes in his mouth, which was a light yellow knee-length skirt. The skirt actually looked good, but that wasn't the most important thing. What's important is that even the innermost layer has something on it. Looking at the pink... underneath the skirt, Nie Zhiyan suddenly wanted to die.

  Damn it, the size is actually the same as hers, 34B! Damn it, that hateful 34B!

  Nie Ziyu was washing and scrubbing in the bathroom for half an hour before coming out, and when he did, Lu Yiheng was already waiting at the door.

  He let out a sigh of relief and saw that he was ready to send himself back. She said embarrassedly, "You don't have to see me off, I can go back by myself."

  "Who said I'd send you?"

  "Oh, oh, oh, that's even better. Before I could even react to what he just said, I heard him say: 'What are you standing there for, let's go, let's go out and eat.'"

  "Ah?" She didn't want to go out and eat with him, although she was very hungry. But eating with this moving iceberg might give her anorexia from indigestion, so she didn't dare take the risk. "You just go ahead, I'm not hungry."

  "Uggghhh..." She had just finished speaking, when her stomach suddenly made a very uncooperative rumbling sound. Oh heavens! Zhiyan couldn't help but inwardly cry out, Come on, lightning, strike me dead now, our ancestors' faces for eighteen generations have all been lost because of you.

  Lu Yiheng's lip corners twitched slightly as he asked with a hint of a smile: "Hungry?"

  Nie Zhi lowered her head and walked over to him with a very submissive attitude, feeling extremely annoyed in her heart.

  She originally thought that Lu Yiheng would take her to some high-end restaurant, but unexpectedly it was a simply decorated eatery. He chose a seat by the window and sat down, while she stood at the wooden table, hesitating about where to sit. Sit across from Lu Yiheng? No, sitting across from him felt strange, and she might not be able to eat her meal. Sit next to him? No... that was also too intimate!

  "Do you want to eat standing up?" A cold voice came over, and he could only sigh in his heart, and compromise with his stomach.

  Lu Yiheng ordered food, but the dishes were served slowly. Zhiyan sat on a wooden bench, feeling uncomfortable and restless all over, as if he was burning with anxiety. Lu Yiheng silently gazed out of the window at the scenery, saying nothing.

  The sunlight outside the window is brilliant, and the vehicles and pedestrians coming and going are endless. Everyone has their own busy affairs, everyone has their own circle of life, they wander in their own circles, without time to care about strangers outside their circles.

  Perhaps Lu Yiheng was really too silent, and although she was used to silence, she couldn't accept Lu Yiheng's sudden silence all at once.

  Was he hurt so deeply by that girl just because she used to talk a lot?

  Make him no longer be the same as he used to be.

  Her mind wandered for a long time, and finally the dishes were served. She was a born foodie, and soon all her discomfort was swept away by the delicious food in front of her, almost forgetting that there was an air conditioner sitting across from her.

  The smooth and tender meat touched the tip of my tongue, and the fresh flavor instantly filled my mouth. I let out a satisfied sigh, scooped up a spoonful of soup and took a small sip, the light yet delicious taste leaving me with an aftertaste that lingered on.

  He was savoring his food with relish, unaware of the person opposite him whose eyes were gradually deepening.

  He paused for a moment, suddenly raised his head, and rushed into his scorching gaze.

  It wasn't until a while later that she came back to her senses under his gaze, "......what are you looking at me like that for?"