Keeping the promise

Afterwards, the three of them got up and prepared to go to the restaurant for dinner. As Yang Wenju walked, she took out her cell phone and said, "Wait, let me ask Yichen if he wants to eat together."

Zheng Wancheng and Zhong Chunjie looked at each other, with a hint of curiosity in their eyes.

After the call was connected, Yang Wenju's voice became gentle unconsciously: "Yi Chen, have you eaten? We are about to go to the restaurant."

I don't know what was said on the other end of the phone, but Yang Wenju's face flushed slightly, and she said with a smile: "Then you go ahead and do your work."

After hanging up the phone, Yang Wenju looked at Zheng Wancheng and Zhong Chunjie somewhat embarrassedly.

Zheng Wancheng raised his eyebrows and jokingly said, "Wenju, why do I feel that your call is a bit unusual? Tell me the truth, is there something wrong?"

Yang Wenju quickly waved her hands and said, "No, I'm just asking a normal friend."

Zheng Wancheng didn't believe it, and said with a smile: "Ordinary friends? I smell something different. Look at your gentle tone when you called, and your shy expression, you can't fool anyone."

Zhong Chunjie also echoed, "That's right, Wenju, don't hide it from us."

Seeing that she couldn't hide it anymore, Yang Wenju said, "Oh, it's nothing, actually. I just got closer to Qu Yichen recently and I think he's a good guy."

Zheng Wancheng's eyes lit up and he asked, "Just good? I think it's more than that. Tell us in detail."

Under the questioning of the two, Yang Wenju fell into memories, and her thoughts drifted back to the little things she had done with Qu Yichen recently.

"I still remember that time when he was injured during a mission. When his teammates brought him back, his face was covered in dust and blood."

Yang Wenju's voice was gentle, as if she could see the scene again. "My heart was in my throat at that time, and I was frantically looking for the medicine box to bandage him."

Her eyes became gentle and focused. "His wound was very deep. I disinfected and cleaned it carefully, fearing to hurt him. But he kept looking at me. There was no pain in his eyes, only a firmness that made me feel at ease."

Yang Wenju sighed softly and continued, "When I was bandaging him, my hands were shaking, but he smiled and comforted me, saying that this injury was nothing."

"I watched him trying to endure the pain and pretend to be relaxed, and I felt sad and angry at the same time."

Yang Wenju frowned unconsciously. "I couldn't help but blame him for not knowing how to take care of himself, but he just looked at me tenderly and said that seeing how worried I was, he felt that the injury was worth it."

Zheng Wancheng and Zhong Chunjie listened quietly, as if they could also feel the emotions surging between the two at that moment.

A faint smile appeared on Yang Wenju's face. "Since then, our relationship seems to have become different. There is an indescribable tacit understanding and closeness."

Recalling this, Yang Wenju's face was full of sweetness and happiness.

Yang Wenju hesitated for a moment, then slowly said, "Later, we went out together a few times. He was very considerate and kind to me. But we haven't confirmed our relationship yet."

Zheng Wancheng smiled and said, "It will be soon, seeing how excited you are, you must be moved."

Yang Wenju gently hit Zheng Wancheng and said, "Hey, don't talk nonsense, the fate is not even decided yet."

Zheng Wancheng held Yang Wenju's hand and said, "Wenju, don't be shy. If you really like it, seize the opportunity."

Zhong Chunjie also nodded and said, "Yes, seeing you so happy, we are happy for you too."

When she thought about confirming the relationship, Yang Wenju's originally happy expression gradually dimmed. Her eyes became confused and painful, and her thoughts involuntarily drifted back to those unbearable past.

Once upon a time, she was young and frivolous, blinded by love, and gave her true heart to the wrong person. She was deceived and left with scars all over her body. During that dark period, she suffered endless torture and even lost hope in life.

"How can someone like me deserve true happiness?" Yang Wenju murmured to herself, her voice full of self-mockery and helplessness.

"The past haunts me like a nightmare. I'm afraid that once I establish a relationship with Qu Yichen, he will know my past and leave me."

She clenched her hands into fists, her nails digging deep into her palms, but she seemed to feel no pain. "I really like him. Every time I see his smile and hear his voice, my heart can't help but beat wildly. But I dare not, I dare not take that step."

Tears welled up in Yang Wenju's eyes, and she tried hard to hold them back. "I want to control my emotions and tell myself not to get too deep, but my heart is always disobedient. I always think of him involuntarily and look forward to every moment with him."

Zheng Wancheng and Zhong Chunjie felt heartbroken seeing Yang Wenju in so much pain and distress.

Zheng Wancheng gently held Yang Wenju's hand and said, "Wenju, the past is the past. You can't let those things bind you forever. If Qu Yichen really loves you, he won't care about your past."

Yang Wenju shook her head and cried, "You don't understand. I'm really afraid of being hurt again. I'm afraid that this is all just a dream and I'll be even more painful when I wake up."

Despite this, she knew in her heart that her feelings for Qu Yichen were as surging as the tide, and it was almost impossible to control them.