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?”

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

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

phone, Winnie stood there for

umbrellas came over. While waiting for the bus, they turned their heads to look at her several times, and

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

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

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

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

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

look like

head and said with

bus they were waiting for

goodbye

left, the smile on

Freshman?

really have the magical function of making people

in a good mood, and even considered this continuous drizzle a lot more pleasing to

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

sat on the bench with her hands behind her, and her white

a light had come

saw her in

that no

the traffic light turned green,

one after another

looked at the boy who was standing there at some

because of the rain, and his face was

stunned and asked, “Didn't you bring

Channing said, “I forgot.”

say anything, Channing said, “What

and opened the umbrella she brought. “This is your school. Whatever you

before

“It’s easy to catch a cold like this, why don't you

she felt that the

frowned. “You had

looked sideways and said

it, she stood on tiptoe and

Indeed, as expected.

“You...”

her wrist, staring at her, and said, “Don't get