txolops Chapter 8 Chapter 8
Chapter 8 Chapter 8
Inadvertently glanced at the past through the gaps in memory, even Zhang Jian couldn't help but sigh, he and Xiang Huailin started with one careless and the other desperate, but they walked together for five years like this.
So, if Ning Xiancheng didn't appear again now, would it be a lifetime for him and Xiang Huailin to go on like this?
When she decided to be with Xiang Huailin, what Zhang Jian said was:
"I haven't let go of Ning Xiancheng yet, would you like to be with me?"
And what Xiang Huailin said was: "The days will be long, you have to fall in love with me."
How far in the future is the future?It's been five years, and Zhang Jian still doesn't know if she has fallen in love with Xiang Huailin.So in the past five years, he and Xiang Huailin have been like all ordinary couples, watching movies, having sex, celebrating Valentine's Day, Zhang Jian cooking, Xiang Huailin occasionally washing the pot, Xiang Huailin socializing late, Zhang Jian Waiting for him to go home with a dark face... However, even in the most emotional moment, Zhang Jian never said a word of love.
At noon today, when Ning Xiancheng stood up from the sofa in the coffee shop, smiled and stretched out his hand to Zhang Jian and said "Long time no see" like a normal person, after Zhang Jian was briefly shocked, his heart suddenly became angry .
Zhang Jian suppressed her anger, sneered and hooked the corners of her mouth, put her hands in her trousers pockets, walked straight to the sofa opposite Ning Xiancheng and sat down, letting Ning Xiancheng's outstretched right hand freeze awkwardly in the air.
Ning Xiancheng smiled and shook his head, withdrew his hand and sat down, his voice still gentle:
"You've been angry with me for long enough. Well, the past two years... how have you been? How have you been?"
Zhang Jian snorted and said coldly:
"Why is it not good? Don't think that without you and Zhang Jian, I won't think about tea or food." After speaking, he ordered Secretary Yang, who was accompanying him, to ask for a cup of black tea and a cup of soda water.
Secretary Yang has been with Zhang Jian for two years. He knows that Zhang Jian is a cold-tempered person, but he is also gentle and refined in front of others. There must be some etiquette, why is it embarrassing when you come up this time?
Secretary Yang is a woman who can read words and expressions, knowing that there is a story between these two people, so when Zhang Jian asked her to order, she almost ran away.The boss's secret, the less you know, the safer.
Hearing Zhang Jian's thorny words, Ning Xiancheng not only didn't show any embarrassment, but looked at Zhang Jian with a funny face, and said slowly:
"Zhang Jian, you still care about me."
As if being told the truth, Zhang Jian raised her eyes angrily and stared at Ning Xiancheng, then smiled disdainfully, gritted her teeth and said in a low voice:
"You think too highly of yourself."
Ning Xiancheng propped his chin in one hand, and smiled clearly:
"I really don't know how to act. If you don't care about me, you won't be so angry. In fact, I'm quite happy to see you being so angry at me..."
At this time, the waiter brought black tea and soda water, Zhang Jian reached out to take the black tea, lowered her head and took a sip, the simple but shining men's diamond ring on her ring finger shook Ning Xiancheng's eyes, and half of the words were stuck like that In the throat, let his breath stagnate.
Zhang Jian also felt Ning Xiancheng's abnormality for a moment, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Ning Xiancheng staring at the ring on his hand, and his originally bright eyes suddenly dimmed.
Zhang Jian was also inexplicably uncomfortable, and subconsciously put her hands under the table.
Ning Xiancheng realized his gaffe, lowered his head and smiled wryly:
"After I came back, I heard that you were with Xiang Huailin. I thought you were so angry just now... Now it seems that it is true."
This ring was bought three years ago, because Xiang Er Shao has everything, so every year Xiang Huailin's birthday Zhang Jian suffers from a severe headache.
Just a few days before Xiang Huailin's birthday, Zhang Jian passed by the jewelry store after get off work, and suddenly remembered that Xiang Huailin was excited to make a pair with Zhang Jian after seeing the ring advertisement.Zhang Jian felt that it was too embarrassing for the two elders to wear matching rings. Moreover, Zhang Jian practiced martial arts since childhood and never wore extra accessories on his hands, so he refused without thinking.
Zhang Jian hesitated for a long time in the car, and finally walked into the private order shop, now, just satisfy him once.
But Zhang Jian didn't buy a pair of rings, he only bought Xiang Huailin's ring.On his birthday, when Xiang Huailin received the ring, he cheered as expected, but the surprise was yet to come.
When Zhang Jian cut out a pair of glittering men's rings from the cake, Xiang Huailin smiled cheaply and beautifully:
"I wanted to say that if the gift you prepared was not to my liking, I would punish you to wear the rings with me."
Zhang Jian couldn't help laughing, her heart was suddenly soft and unbelievable.
Xiang Huailin wore the ring given by Zhang Jian on his ring finger, and reached out to take out the larger pair of rings from the cake and put it on Zhang Jian's hand with his own hands.
"Then, I'll wear what you gave me, and you can wear what I gave you."
Zhang Jian straightened her fingers obediently, and said with a smile:
"Why must it be worn on the ring finger?"
Xiang Huailin clapped his hands in satisfaction:
"In this way, others can know that you are in charge. Don't think that I don't know that several little girls in your company are plotting against you, just whoever is cheating, who else is cheating, and the brat who sent you back last time, you say Why does your face look so uneasy?"
The Zhang family practiced martial arts, and Zhang Jian never wore any extra decorations on his hands, but since then Zhang Jian has been wearing this ring, of course, Xiang Huailin also has one on his finger.