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?”

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

his school, so she said, “Okay, I'll wait for you here at the bus

Winnie stood there

the bus, they turned their heads to look at her

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

of them came over

smile. “Do you also think I look

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

asked, “Are you a freshman? I haven't

“Yes, you really look like her. You must

and said with a smile,

time, the bus they

waved goodbye to

left, the smile on her

Freshman?

clothes really have the magical function of

episode, Winnie had always been in a good mood, and

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

with her hands behind her,

it was as if a

the first time he saw her in front of a

that no one

traffic light turned green, Channing strode

cars speeding past one after another on the street, she suddenly felt someone

her head and looked at the boy

clothes and hair were wet because of the rain, and his face was sickly

asked, “Didn't

Channing said, “I forgot.”

say anything, Channing said, “What

the umbrella she brought. “This is your school.

before saying,

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

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

frowned. “You had

sideways

she stood on tiptoe

Indeed, as expected.

“You...”

raised his hand and held her wrist, staring at her, and said, “Don't get so close to me. I have