She flipped through the photos and found a photo of her and Chen.
She stretched out her hand, gently touched Chen's photo, and said with a choked voice: "I will do what I promised you. Please do the same. The promise is mutual."
The man in the photo looked at her with a smile, as if he was making a promise, but the promise that cannot be heard is as sad as it is.
Yan Mengzhen spent the entire afternoon looking at photos. At the end, she got tired and fell asleep in front of the computer desktop.
That photo was so conspicuous, the two of them were so happy, and the hands they held tightly made others envious.
The so-called promise is when one person says it, two people keep it, and each other makes it firmly. If one party gives up, the promise becomes a lie.
When Yan Mengzhen was drowsily sleeping, her cell phone rang. She opened her eyes, picked up the phone, and heard Wu Qiuyao's excited roar: "Yan Mengzhen, are you fucking kidding me? It's already eight o'clock, you
Still not coming? Are you going to starve me to death?"
Yan Mengzhen suddenly lost all sleep and said: "Where? What?"
"Where? What? Liangfei Coffee is waiting for you. Come to me in half an hour. Otherwise, don't blame me for getting angry. It's very serious when I get angry." After Wu Qiuyao finished shouting, there was a beeping sound, and he was angry.
Hang up the phone.
Yan Mengzhen looked at her phone and shook her head feebly. She had really forgotten.
Hey, I sighed, got up, tidied myself up, and went out. Within half an hour, I arrived at Liangfei Coffee on time. As soon as I walked in, I saw Wu Qiuyao's cheeks. His face and expression were really ugly.
Yan Mengzhen walked over and said apologetically: "Sorry, I fell asleep."
"Are you asleep?" Wu Qiuyao asked.
"Well, I fell asleep when I was tired. Is there anything wrong?" Yan Mengzhen asked.
"Can't I invite you to dinner if I have nothing to do?" Wu Qiuyao said displeased.
"That's not what I mean, Wu Qiuyao, you can eat first if you are hungry. If I don't come, do you plan to wait for me?" Yan Mengzhen looked into Wu Qiuyao's eyes and asked.
"I will always wait for you, Yan Mengzhen, I will always wait for you." Wu Qiuyao said seriously.
Yan Mengzhen looked into his eyes and hurriedly regained consciousness. It was too hot and she couldn't bear it.
"Yan Mengzhen, actually today is my birthday." Wu Qiuyao said with a smile.
Yan Mengzhen was stunned, and said apologetically again: "I'm sorry, I don't know your birthday, I don't have any gifts, and you're late. I'm really sorry."
"You coming is the best gift, Yan Mengzhen, I like you." Wu Qiuyao said seriously.
Yan Mengzhen bit her red lips, paused, and finally said: "Wu Qiuyao, don't like me. I can't give you anything, so please don't continue to make the same mistake. Friends and wives should not be bullied. This is the truth between you and me."
Everyone understands that I won’t do anything to apologize to him for you, and I don’t want you to do anything to apologize for your friendship for me. I don’t deserve it.”
"You are worth it." Wu Qiuyao said firmly.
"Wu Qiuyao, don't do this, you and I can't do this." Yan Mengzhen said quickly.
He couldn't fall into it, and she couldn't let him fall into it.
"We can do it. As long as you say, let me take you away, I can take you away now. No matter what, as long as Yan Mengzhen says, Wu Qiuyao can do it. This is a promise to you." Wu Qiuyao.