Chapter 10 Can I see the picture in your shirt pocket
Chapter 10 Can I see the picture in your shirt pocket
"It turns out that Ah Juan knows you." He Jingchen also thought it was incredible that the world could be so small.
When He Jingchen called Gu Juan, Wen Qingmian had a look of disbelief.
"You call him Ah Juan?"
Gu Juan reacted first, his face darkened, as if he was warning Wen Qingmian not to talk nonsense.
He Jingchen didn't notice the small movements between the two, so he naturally put his arm on Gu Juan's shoulder.
He thought that since he was Gu Juan's friend, there was no need to hide anything, "I grew up with Ah Juan, and we have always used this name."
what is this?
Wen Qingmian was greatly shocked, Gu Juan asked Wen Qingmian to call him this name, Ah Juan, and he also thought it was very good, it seemed intimate.
Most importantly, he had never heard this name among the people around Gu Juan.
Wen Qingmian always thought that this title was unique between him and Gu Juan.But it was thought that what he was complacent about was just that Gu Juan asked him to imitate others.
It seems that the young man in front of him is the one who has been hiding in Gu Juan's heart all along.
Wen Qingmian took a deep breath, it was obviously hot summer, but he felt that he was in an ice cellar now.
He Jingchen continued: "I didn't expect Ah Juan to have a friend like you beside him."
The words themselves were not malicious, more like surprise.
Everyone thinks that Wen Qingmian and Gu Juan are people from two different worlds, existences that cannot be fought together.
Wen Qingmian managed to squeeze out a smile, staring straight at Gu Juan's eyes: "It's incredible, but if I say I'm Gu Juan..."
"Just ordinary friends, no deep friendship." Gu Juan suddenly said.
This is the second time Gu Juan interrupted him today.
What she said was...so heartless.
Unknowingly, Wen Qingmian's eyes were clouded with mist, a little unwilling and aggrieved.
Gu Juan was a little flustered, no matter how difficult the case was at work, Gu Juan had never been so flustered.
He didn't even know what he was panicking about, whether it was He Jingchen or Wen Qingmian.
He Jingchen looked at Gu Juan, then at Wen Qingmian, but he didn't think the two of them were ordinary friends.
But seeing that Gu Juan's attitude towards Wen Qingmian was too indifferent, He Jingchen's favor for Wen Qingmian naturally dropped.
"There are still people waiting for us inside, so let's go first."
After saying hello, the two left one after the other.
Wen Qingmian stayed where she was, not knowing whether to leave or stay, she stared blankly at Gu Juan's figure entering the shop.
Gu Juan didn't look back!
Even after that, Wen Qingmian didn't know how long he stood there and how he got home.
Wen Qingmian has been sitting dryly in front of the dining table since arriving home.
Waited and waited, and finally waited for the sound of the door opening at around seven o'clock in the evening.
Holding a bouquet of red roses in his arms, Gu Juan walked straight to Wen Qingmian.
"A gift for you."
When she first got married, Wen Qingmian paid great attention to the sense of ritual in life. Every time she came home from get off work, she would bring a bouquet of red roses to put on the dining table.
Gu Juan scoffed at this behavior and didn't say much.
Flowers always wilt, and spending money on such pointless things is idiotic.
In recent years, Wen Qingmian has changed this habit. Suddenly, she didn't see the bouquet on the dining table, and Gu Juan was still a little uncomfortable.
But today Gu Juan brought back such a large bouquet of red roses abnormally.
Wen Qingmian maintained the original posture, raised her eyes slightly, and said in a hoarse and dry voice, "Can I see the photo in your shirt pocket?"
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