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?”

for a few seconds before saying, “Yes, find a place to sit

was something else he needed to do in his school, so she

stood there for a while

they turned their heads to

of her mask and wearing, they couldn’t be

the two of them came over and asked tentatively, “Hello,

smile. “Do you also think I look like her? Several people have said

her friend, “Well, I mean, how could it be possible that

friend asked, “Are you a

said, “Yes, you really look like her.

and said with a smile, “Thank

time, the bus

goodbye to

smile on

Freshman?

have the magical

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

got off the bus, he saw a pink

hands behind her, and her

was as if a light had come into his

her in front of a convenience

that no

light turned green, Channing strode toward

one after another

her head and looked at the boy who was standing there

hair were wet because of the rain, and

asked, “Didn't you bring an

Channing said, “I forgot.”

Channing said, “What would you like

opened the umbrella she

coughed before saying,

to catch a cold like this, why don't you go back

speaking, she felt that the

frowned. “You had a

looked sideways and said

didn't believe it, she stood

Indeed, as expected.

“You...”

and said, “Don't get so close to me.