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?”

seconds before saying, “Yes, find a place to sit and wait for me for a

something else he needed to do in his school, so she said, “Okay, I'll wait for you

hanging up the phone, Winnie stood there for

waiting for the bus, they turned their

they recognized her, but because of her mask and

two of them came over and asked tentatively, “Hello, are you

also think I look like her? Several people have said

relieved and said to her friend, “Well, I mean, how could it be possible that Winnie Truman is

friend asked, “Are you a freshman? I haven't seen you

look like her. You must be very beautiful

her head and said

bus they were

goodbye to

they left, the smile on her

Freshman?

the magical

small episode, Winnie had always been in a good mood, and

street, after Channing got off the bus, he saw a pink figure on the bus stop

the bench with her hands behind her, and her white sneakers lightly stepped on

a light had come into his

he saw her in front of a convenience store

that no

the traffic light turned green, Channing strode toward

the cars speeding past one after another on the street, she suddenly felt

looked at the boy who was standing there at

and hair were wet because of

asked, “Didn't you

Channing said, “I forgot.”

say anything, Channing said, “What would you like

up and opened the umbrella she brought. “This

coughed before

grabbed him, “It’s easy to catch a cold like this, why don't you go back to

speaking, she felt that the arm she was holding was very

“You had

looked sideways

believe it, she stood

Indeed, as expected.

“You...”

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