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

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

stood there for a while before

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

seemed that they recognized her, but because of her mask and wearing, they couldn’t be

the two of them came over

kept a polite smile. “Do you also think I look like her? Several

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

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

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

and said with a

the bus

goodbye to

they left, the smile on

Freshman?

really have the magical function of making

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

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

hands behind her, and

a moment, it was as if a light had come into

her in front of

that

traffic light turned green, Channing strode toward

one after another on the street,

head and looked at the boy

because of the rain, and his face

asked, “Didn't you bring an

Channing said, “I forgot.”

could say anything, Channing said, “What would you like to

she brought. “This

coughed before saying,

to go out when Winnie grabbed him, “It’s easy to catch a cold like this, why don't you go back to the dormitory and change

could finish speaking, she felt that the

frowned. “You had a

looked sideways

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

Indeed, as expected.

“You...”

and said, “Don't get so close to me. I have poor