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?”

find a place to sit and wait for me for

thought it was something else he needed to do in his school, so she said, “Okay, I'll wait

up the phone, Winnie stood there for a while before sitting on

came over. While waiting for the bus, they turned their heads to look at her several times, and then murmured to

that they recognized her, but because of her mask and wearing,

of them came over

polite smile. “Do you also think

friend, “Well, I mean,

a freshman?

girl said, “Yes, you really look like her. You must be

and said with a

the bus they were waiting

goodbye to

the smile on her

Freshman?

have the magical function

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

saw a pink figure on the

the bench with her hands behind her, and her

was as if a light

saw her in front

long that

the traffic light turned

after another on the street, she suddenly felt someone was

the boy who was

hair were wet because of the rain, and

asked, “Didn't you bring

Channing said, “I forgot.”

anything, Channing said, “What would

she

coughed before saying,

was about to go out when Winnie grabbed him, “It’s easy to catch a

felt that the arm

“You

looked sideways and

believe it, she stood on tiptoe

Indeed, as expected.

“You...”

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