Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

She leaned on the bedside, took out her sketchbook, and quickly outlined a clear line on it, then a man's face, a character's eyebrows, and a tight, tight lips. Also stiff.

She got out of bed and picked up the calendar on the table. It's today again. Her birthday was forgotten by everyone, only the birthday she remembered.

She walked into the living room. The outside was cleaned by Xiao Hong. Sure enough, she didn't have to do anything. She became a waste person completely. She went to the phone.

When I picked up the phone and pulled up to the last digit, my finger was slightly stiffened, and there was a slight hesitation. That digit was always unable to dial out. She held her finger, and the last number was still pulled pass.

She put the phone on her ear, only feeling that her heart was beating a little uneasily at this time.

"Hey!" A low voice sounded. Xia Ruoxin clenched the handset even more.

"Alu, it's me, I think ..."

"I'm working now. If I'm fine in the future, don't make this call." The man's voice was unexpectedly cold.

"I just want to know, when are you coming back today?" Xia Ruoxin's heart felt a pain, and he was stung by his bluntness, but it hurt, but he barely raised a smile, even if nobody Seeing that she still wanted to laugh.

"After work, if there is no meeting, I will go back as soon as possible." The voice over there finally softened a bit, and then a beeping sound came, and there was already a busy tone over there.

For a long time, Xia Ruoxin let go of the phone in his hand, and his face was obviously lost. His complexion had just turned into a pale face.

It seems that there can only be such a color on her body.

He was just too busy, so I ignored you, come on Xia Ruoxin, believe him. She patted her face and walked into the kitchen. Every year, she celebrated her birthday, and this year, she knew that there would be someone to accompany her.

Washing her hands, she looked at herself in the mirror. There seemed to be too much happiness, and she couldn't laugh any more.

On the other side, Chu Li discarded the mobile phone in his hand and walked out of his car, working overtime, meeting, and busy, in fact, everything was his excuse.

He walked into a very luxurious private club alone, and today it is natural that he came to this banquet. He doesn't have any female companions, just alone.

"Chu Li, you're here," the elder old man stepped out, with a red face and good looks.

"Xie Lao, this is from Chu Lu, I wish you good health," Chu Lu said not much, but it made Xie Lao laughed.

"Thank you for the gift," he accepted, and then looked at Chu Li again, with a touch of admiration in his eyes, of course, there was a touch of regret, but it was a pity that it was not his son, otherwise he was in this life No regrets.

Chu Li nodded his head slightly to Xie Lao, then went to one side and picked up a transparent glass cup with half a glass of wine.

He shook the glass gently, his eyes thick silk.

He didn't drink for a long time, he hadn't forgotten, today he drove by himself. He didn't want to give his life to these things.