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?”

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

thought it was something else he needed to do in his school, so she said, “Okay, I'll wait for you here at the bus

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

umbrellas came over. While waiting for the bus, they

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

two of them came over and asked tentatively,

“Do you also think I look like her?

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

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

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

said with a smile, “Thank

bus they were waiting for

goodbye

they left, the smile on her face

Freshman?

magical

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

Channing got off the bus, he saw

hands behind her, and her white sneakers lightly stepped

moment, it was as if a light had come

saw her in front of a

that no one

traffic light turned green, Channing strode

after another on the street, she suddenly felt someone was looking at

head and looked at the boy who was standing there

of

asked, “Didn't you bring

Channing said, “I forgot.”

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

opened the umbrella she brought. “This is your

before saying,

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

that the arm she was holding

“You had

looked sideways

it, she stood on tiptoe and

Indeed, as expected.

“You...”

her wrist, staring at her, and said, “Don't get so close to me. I