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 a place to sit and wait for

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

Winnie stood there

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

but because of her

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

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

said to her friend, “Well, I mean, how could it

“Are you a freshman? I

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

and said with a smile,

the bus they were waiting

waved goodbye to

the smile on her

Freshman?

really have the magical function of

in a good mood, and even

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

her, and her white sneakers lightly stepped on the

it was as if a light had come into

the first time he saw her in front of a convenience store

that no one

traffic light turned green, Channing strode toward

cars speeding past one after another on the street, she

head and looked at the boy who was standing

of the

and asked, “Didn't

Channing said, “I forgot.”

anything, Channing said, “What would you like

the umbrella she brought. “This is your

before

grabbed him, “It’s easy to catch a cold

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

“You

looked sideways and

it, she stood on

Indeed, as expected.

“You...”

and said, “Don't get so close to