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?”

was quiet for a few seconds before saying, “Yes, find

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

stood there for a while before sitting on

waiting for the bus, they turned their heads to look at her

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

of them came over and

think I look like her? Several people have

was relieved and said to her friend, “Well, I mean, how could it be possible

you a freshman? I haven't seen

“Yes, you really look like her. You

said with a smile,

bus they were waiting for

waved goodbye to

the smile on

Freshman?

clothes really have the magical function of making people look

small episode, Winnie had always been in a good mood, and even considered this continuous drizzle a lot more pleasing

off the bus, he saw

her hands behind her, and her

was as if a

he saw her in front of a

that no one

turned green, Channing strode

watched the cars speeding past one after another on the street,

and looked at the boy who was standing there at

clothes and hair were wet because of the rain, and

asked, “Didn't you bring

Channing said, “I forgot.”

said,

she brought. “This

coughed before

catch a cold like

she could finish speaking, she felt that the arm she was

“You

looked sideways and said

believe it, she stood on tiptoe

Indeed, as expected.

“You...”

and said, “Don't