Mr Conrad Proposes to His Ex wife Again

Due to the activity the night before, Winnie Truman didn't get home until the early hours of the morning.

When Winnie opened her eyes the next day, it was already noon.

It was raining lightly outside the window, heralding the arrival of autumn.

She stretched, took out her phone and checked the time, it was half past twelve.

Saturday.

There was no other message on the phone except for a few later itineraries sent to her by the assistant.

These days, whenever Channing had no class at night, or had nothing else to do, he would come to her.

There was no message this Saturday.

Winnie sat up slowly, looked at the chat box with Channing, and remembered that the call Stella and Sherry made to her yesterday.

In fact, Channing had not come to her for two or three days.

It should be right after what they said happened.

She got up to wash, and when she went to the cloakroom, she glanced at the rows of skirts, and finally her eyes fell on the pink sweater.

Perfect for this weather.

Winnie put on her clothes, sat in front of the vanity mirror, put on a light makeup, and put on a high ponytail, looking instantly several years younger.

She leaned closer to the mirror and made sure there were no fine lines at the corners of her eyes before she took out her phone and went out.

The road was slippery on a rainy day, so she took a taxi instead of driving.

Forty minutes later, when the bus stopped at the school gate, Winnie got off the bus and dialed Channing's number.

The phone was only connected when it was about to end.

Channing's voice was low and hoarse, “Hello?”

Winnie paused. “Are you... are you still sleeping?”

“No.” There was a slight noise on the other end of the phone, and then his voice became clearer, “What's wrong?”

Winnie said, “Are you at school? I... just passed by the gate of your school. Would you like to have lunch together?”

“Yes, find a place to sit

needed to do in his school, so she said, “Okay,

hanging up the phone, Winnie stood there for a while

two girls with umbrellas came over. While waiting for the bus, they turned their heads to look at

of her mask and wearing, they

the two of them came over and

a polite smile. “Do you also think I look like

I mean, how could it be possible that Winnie Truman is here

you a freshman?

really look like her. You must be very beautiful

her head and said with a smile,

time, the bus they were waiting

goodbye

left, the smile

Freshman?

clothes really have the magical function

good mood, and

he saw a pink figure on the

bench with her hands behind her, and her white sneakers lightly

if a light

time he saw her in front of a convenience store years

long that

light turned green, Channing strode toward

after another on the street, she suddenly felt someone was looking at

and looked at the boy who was standing there at

and hair were wet because of the rain, and his

was stunned and asked, “Didn't you

Channing said, “I forgot.”

say anything, Channing said, “What would you like

opened the umbrella she

before

to go out when Winnie grabbed him, “It’s easy to catch a cold like this, why

speaking, she felt that the arm she was holding

“You had a

sideways and said

didn't believe it, she stood on tiptoe and touched

Indeed, as expected.

“You...”

hand and held her wrist, staring at her, and said, “Don't get so close to me.