Chapter 1909

Ruixi's pupil shrinks violently, with extreme regret in his eyes. He almost subconsciously looks at Wei Lai.

Wei Lai pulled his lips awkwardly and laughed, "brother Xiao Mo, this is made up by yourself. I don't have it."

Gu Xiaomo smiles and doesn't answer.

He took Chen Xingguang's hand and threw down a sentence: "we went out first. You can help yourself. Oh, the information is better to send it to Xiaosi today. Don't delay her to continue to review."

As soon as they left, Feng Ruixi went to Wei Lai's side, and his eyes fell on Wei Lai's face.

His eyes were fixed on Wei Lai's eyes without blinking. His eyes were very complicated.

"No, your brother said it himself. I don't think I'm very pessimistic." Wei Lai spread out his hands and explained helplessly: "I really don't think I'm pessimistic. If you don't believe me, even if you don't believe it, I can't explain it clearly."

"I didn't draw the portraits in Chinese textbooks." The wind Ruixi opens a way.

Wei Lai Leng, some doubt.

The portrait appeared in his textbook. How could he not have drawn it?

Facing Wei Lai's suspicions, Ruixi explained again: "I painted with him. He learned painting. His painting is vivid."

"Oh." Wei Lai laughed.

Since Rui Xi found out, he did not say what.

He is really sharp. He can find the portrait of Chen Xingguang after reading his book.

Wei Lai was surprised in his heart. It seemed that he had revealed a little bit of clues, which might have been discovered by the other party.

Wei Lai sighed, and when he looked at Ruixi, he found that Ruixi's eyes were staring at himself, and his eyes were particularly complicated.

"Wei Lai." Finally, he spoke with difficulty. "Are you feeling sick?"

It's all found out. Wei Lai doesn't pretend that way anymore. He just laughs and nods. "A little bit."

Ruixi realized.

I just feel heartache.

"By the way, why did your colleague draw Chen Xingguang in your book?" Wei Lai still asked.

Ruixi is a little embarrassed and embarrassed.

He opened his mouth for a moment, but he didn't know how to open his mouth.

Wei came to see him like this and understood his mood in an instant. "Oh, I see. Your colleague actually found that you like Chen Xingguang, so I drew a picture of her for you to solve your lovesickness, didn't you?"

"No Ruixi immediately denied. "There is no bitterness of lovesickness."

"Is that appreciation?" Wei Lai changed the word. "In fact, that's what it means. I understand it. I'm a book writer. Naturally, I understand it."

Ruixi this time also did not deny, at that time, is very appreciate.

Because like, because of heartache.

At that time, I only felt that Chen Xingguang was a loner, it was not easy, and felt very sorry for this girl.

But now, to see Wei Lai because of this and sad, he was very upset.

"Wei Lai, it's over. I didn't draw that portrait, but it's really in my book. It's related to me. I don't know how to explain it to you. I just want you not to be upset about it." Ruixi opened his mouth word by word.

Wei Lai nodded and was sincere. "I won't be sad. I'm not very comfortable, but I also know that it's the past. It's called the past. The past can't be changed. If I have to tangle up, it's my affectation."

Ruixi shakes his head: "it's not that you are affectation, it's that I'm not good enough."

"How could it be?" Wei Lai shook his head. "You're very well. Forget it. Let's not talk about it. First, send the information to your sister and send it to school."

"Well, yes." Ruixi nods, ready to go to school first.

They drove to the former high school. When they arrived, the school was still in class. Ruixi drove the car into the parking lot of the campus.

Wei Lai's phone rang. She looked at the phone and said to Ruixi, "I'll get out of the car and pick up a phone."

"Whose call is it?" Rui Xi asked.

Wei Lai's expression was stifled, which seemed a little difficult to answer.

"Can't I know?" Rui Xi asked.

Wei Lai shakes his head. "I'll tell you about it later."

With that, Wei Lai got out of the car.

She picked up the phone in a low voice. "Mom."

There comes a girl. "Come on, how are you thinking about what I told you?"

Wei Lai was stiff and said, "I've told you that it's impossible."

"That's not good. I've told him all about it, and didn't you see it seven years ago? He never forgets you. He has a good impression on you. Think about it. If you become one with him, we will be married in the future. "

"Mom, I said, no way." Wei Lai said again: "you don't care about me. I'm very good. I don't need you to. You didn't manage before, and you don't have to."

"Hiss!" There immediately took a breath, as if very sad.Then, the voice of crying immediately rang, Wei Lai heard, only feel sad.

She held her cell phone, her eyes were helpless.

"Woo Hoo." Wei Lai's mother cried even more.

Wei Lai pulled her lips, the woman who abandoned her left. In the past years, she was completely when she was gone, did not want to hold hope, and finally disappointed to despair.

All those hard days are over, she thought. She can.

Now, mother is looking for her again.

Wei received a phone call before she came, which meant that she wanted to introduce her stepson to herself as a boyfriend.

Wei Lai had seen this man and had a good impression. He thought his mother remarried and married a good family.

The stepfather is elegant, and the stepson's character is not bad.

Wei Lai thought his mother was happy.

But now, Wei Lai didn't expect that his mother wanted to make himself a family with them.

How could that be possible?

"You don't have to cry." Wei Lai said again, trying to be gentle. "I will think about my own affairs. I know you are good for me, but I don't mean that, so please respect me."

"Come on, you're still hanging up, aren't you?" Wei Lai's mother cried.

"No, I've never blamed you. I just think it's time to let go of the fate between you and Dad, and that it's time to let go. If you don't have fate, our fate will not be very close." Wei Lai said a lot, word by word: "that's all. You don't have to be sad. Just like me, I had no choice but to accept it."

"Come on, mom knows I'm sorry for you."

"No, you can do it yourself." Wei Lai said in a low voice: "I don't think you need to ask me now, let alone play a weak role in front of me."

"Wei Lai."

All of a sudden, a male voice came, deep and calm, and Wei Lai's brows frowned.