She wanted to marry, and he was anxious

Halfway through the journey, Wen Yining's cell phone rang. But she didn't answer it. She just pressed the power button to stop the ringing, then turned the phone upside down and let it hang up automatically.

After this happened three times in a row, Shen Yi couldn't help but ask, "Who's calling? Why didn't you answer it?"

Wen Yining remained silent, but when the phone rang again, she pressed the answer button.

"You rebellious girl, what have you done?"

"Boss Wang said you were taken away by a gigolo."

"You will immediately..."

"Have you met Mr. Wang today?" Wen Yining's voice was very soft, without any emotion.

Father Wen paused for a few seconds and replied, "Yes, I have seen it? What's the matter?"

"Don't talk about this useless stuff."

Wen Yining asked again: "What about the ones before? Have you seen them too?"

"what?"

Wen Yining's voice rose a few notches: "Have you met all the people I went on blind dates with before?"

"What exactly do you want to say? Forget it this time, but next time..." Wen's father was still cursing, but Wen Yining seemed to hear nothing.

She had always thought that her father was unaware of the situation. She thought that he still loved her, even if it was just a little bit. Unexpectedly...

"Did you hear that?" Wen's father's angry voice came.

Wen Yining responded casually: "I know."

"Calm down, Yining will understand your good intentions." Liu Yahui said as she helped Wen's father calm down.

"Heh." Wen Yining sneered.

Liu Yahui continued, "Yining, your father is doing this for your own good. Just listen to him and meet more girls while you are still young."

"It won't be good when you get older..."

Wen Yining leaned forward and complained loudly: "What do you mean by for my own good? Don't put it in such a nice way."

"You just want to take advantage of my youth so you can sell me for a good price."

Father Wen shouted angrily: "Where is your tutor? How do you talk to your mother?"

Wen Yining said coldly: "My mother is dead."

After saying that, Wen Yining hung up the phone, and the other party did not call again.

The car was silent, and Wen Yining stared ahead with empty, unfocused eyes.

"Send me back."

Shen Yi felt like his throat was clogged with cotton and said with difficulty, "Okay."

Wen Yining returned home, like a puppet with its soul taken out, she mechanically took off her shoes, and the bag in her hand fell lifelessly to the ground. She walked to the balcony barefoot, wrapped her arms tightly around her curled legs, and just sat there in a daze.

As night fell, she looked at the lights of thousands of homes in front of her with empty eyes.

She wanted to cry, but her eyes were so dry that she couldn't squeeze out a single tear. She thought she had already given up on this relationship, but now she couldn't stop feeling sad and her heart ached.

She pressed her chest hard, wondering how many times she would have to go through this kind of pain before she could completely give up and no longer have any illusions.

The phone kept ringing with WeChat notifications, and Wen Yining was shocked to realize that she had just fallen asleep while sitting on the balcony.

The lit screen of the phone reflected Wen Yining's pale face.

She clicked on the voice messages from Ye Zhihan and Wen Yining.

"A Ning, Happy Mid-Autumn Festival. May your career be successful and you be happy and worry-free."

"Sister Ningning, Happy Mid-Autumn Festival. I wish you all the best and endless happiness."

Wen Yining listened to the voice message over and over again with a smile, and then watched the fireworks video they shared with her in the group.

Ji Yunxi sent another voice message: "Sister Ningning, my sister-in-law said that tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival for the three of us."

"Think about where you plan to go."

Wen Yining's eyes became more and more sore, and she eventually couldn't control the tears that were surging like a flood.

At 10 o'clock in the evening, Zhou Yang handed the information in his hand to Shen Yi, looking as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

"Thank you for your hard work. You can go back first."

Shen Yi took the information and read it carefully word by word. His heart seemed to be hit hard by a heavy hammer.

The paper gradually deformed in his hands, he frowned and lit a cigarette tremblingly.

He stared at the WeChat chat interface with Wen Yining on his phone, and every time the screen was about to go out, he would tap it.

The time soon came to 00:00

He still hadn't decided what to post.

Shen Yi stayed in the office until late at night, until all the cigarettes were finished.