Jiang Yao sat alone in the private room of the clubhouse, repeatedly touching the ring on his hand, which was given to her by Chen Hao when he confessed to her, and Jiang Yao had never taken it off for almost ten years. Looking up at the wall clock on the wall, compared with the agreed time, Chen Hao was already almost three hours late, and the waiter came in countless times to ask her if she wanted to serve the food, Jiang Yao tried his best to say calmly, and wait.

In fact, the mobile phone screen lit up three hours ago, Jiang Yao opened WeChat, "I'm sorry, there is something temporary, I can't go tonight, I'm really sorry, I love you." "This is sent by Chen Hao.

Jiang Yao tried her best to control her temper, and then always put her mobile phone on the table with a smile on her face, rubbed her hands repeatedly, and after a few minutes, she picked up her mobile phone and replied, "If you don't come, I won't leave." ”

When it was almost ten o'clock, the waiter came in and told Jiang Yao that they were going to get off work, Jiang Yao didn't care, he still sat there, the curtains in the private room were drawn tightly, for fear that the people outside would see something, and then the waiter went out with a bitter face, thinking that it was better to call the manager to come over.

The door of the private room was pushed open again, Jiang Yao subconsciously turned back, and then Chen Hao rushed in with the exhaustion of a night.

"You're here." Jiang Yao smiled.

"You won." Chen Hao stood there expressionlessly, the door rang again, the manager of the club came, Chen Hao nodded, went up to pick up Jiang Yao's bag, and then pulled her who was still sitting there and got up.

Chang'an, which was late at night, was still prosperous, and Jiang Yao was dragged out of the house, and then he threw Chen Hao away.

Chen Hao turned his head, let go of his hand, and looked at the person opposite, "You weren't like this before." ”

"What was I like before?"

"Jiang Yao, you shouldn't be like this, we said before, you can't force me, and I won't force you."

"What if you say it, I regret it, Chen Hao, do you want to regret it too?"

Chen Hao turned around, his hands in his straight trouser pockets, and a lonely figure was shaking at Jiang Yao, "I don't want to tell you this." ”

"Chen Hao, what do you mean?" Jiang Yao told himself to give Chen Hao another chance to explain.

"I'm tired, do you know how much you cost me tonight?!"

Jiang Yao laughed, and then walked in front of him step by step, "Loss? Chen Hao, it's been almost ten years, ten years, I've been with you for almost ten years! Do you know how much I've lost in those ten years? Well? ”

Chen Hao raised his head, looked at Jiang Yao's face, and then hugged her in his arms very tiredly, "Jiang Yao, you know how much I love you, so no matter what, I won't let you leave me, so, don't make trouble, okay?" ”

"You think I'm messing around?" Jiang Yao stood straight in place, with his hands hanging down at his side, instead of hugging him like Chen Hao hugged himself.

"Can't we be okay?"

"Chen Hao, what do you mean by being good? How do you think we can get along? Did I go to your house and make trouble? Well? Did you ever make a fuss at your house? Well? Chen Hao, it's my birthday today, have you forgotten? ”

Chen Hao was stunned for a moment, he had indeed forgotten Jiang Yao's birthday today.

"I'm sorry, I ······ I'm sorry, Jiang Yao. ”

"I don't want you to be sorry for me, Chen Hao, I'm tired too, let's ······"

"Let's go, let's go home." Chen Hao prevented Jiang Yao from saying anything and anything that might have been said about the breakup, he pulled Jiang Yao up and got into the car.

In this world, the best sentence is to go home. Jiang Yao looked at the man in front of him, repeating repeatedly that he was going home with him, and then two tears fell.

It's always like this, and it's quick to forgive.