Yan Weiran clicked on Miffy's text message and subconsciously refused.

But when he saw the colon behind him, his finger suddenly paused.

There was no time for the three words to become 'good'.

……

At six o'clock in the evening, Yan Weiran drove to a western restaurant after work.

He is a regular customer here, and when the waiter sees him, he smiles and says, "Miss Miffy has arrived." ”

"In the box?"

"No, on the rooftop."

Miffy used to be in a wheelchair and didn't want to face the public's strange eyes, so every time he came, he took a box.

This time she changed the rooftop.

Miffy, who has been carefully groomed, has long hair with lazy curls, and a white hip-wrapping skirt that concave her perfect body curves.

The whole person exudes an elegant, intellectual, mature femininity.

Many men passing by the rooftop cast amazing glances.

Miffy is satisfied, she is still attractive to men.

"Mr. Yan."

Miffy hurriedly got up, "Weiran, you're here." ”

Yan Weiran's deep eyes saw that Miffy did not have any fluctuations because of her changes.

"What are you looking for me to say?"

Miffy's beautiful eyes looked at Yan Weiran without blinking.

She knew that he was still angry at her for cheating on him.

"Can't we just sit here and just eat?"

"Miffy, you know, I'm busy."

"No matter how busy you are, you have to set aside time for dinner."

Miffy interrupted Yan Weiran and pushed the menu over.

"In the past, you catered to my taste, but today you come to order, and I want to know you better."

Deepening the two words, Miffy deliberately accentuated his tone.

Her hint was obvious, Yan Weiran was indifferent, he closed the menu and handed it to the waiter, "I don't have any taste, let's serve it according to the previous menu!" ”

"Okay."

The waiter left, and Miffy picked up the lemonade in her hand and drank it in small sips.

In a quiet and eerie atmosphere, Miffy put down his glass.

"Weiran, are you still angry with me?"

"Why do you ask?"

"If you're not angry, there won't be news out there that we're going to break the engagement."

There is no such thing as nothing in this world.

Since there is a rumor, it means that Yan Weiran has moved the mind of dissolving the marriage contract.

Yan Weiran pursed his lips and said nothing, he did have this thought.

The news of the dissolution of the marriage contract was also released by him personally, the purpose was to give Miffy some time to prepare, so as not to suddenly propose to dissolve the marriage contract, which she couldn't accept.

Miffy's hand under the table was clenched into a fist, her heart hating, but her eyes quickly turned red.

"Weiran, don't you want me?"

Yan Weiran pondered for a moment and said, "No, I just don't think you will be happy with me, and your leg has healed, there will be a better choice." ”

When Miffy's leg wasn't injured, there were plenty of suitors.

Now that she is healed, there will be no fewer suitors, and he will also escort her.

Miffy's heart was cold, and he really had plans to break off the engagement with her.

"And said that you didn't want me, what are you not trying to do with me?"

"It's a different way of getting along."

"No, I don't want to change the way we get along."

Miffy couldn't help but dig out the deep scars in his heart, "Weiran, have you forgotten, when the accident happened, you personally promised me that as long as you are not married, I am not married, you will marry me." ”

Thinking of the events of that year, a touch of pain flashed in Yan Weiran's eyes, "Feifei, the thing back then was that I was sorry for you, but there was no love between us, and we would not be happy if we were barely together." ”

"No, we can be in love for a long time."

Yan Weiran shook his head.

No, it won't.

The place in his heart has been occupied by Mi Lu, and he and Miffy will not make a small flame again.

"Yan Weiran, the responsibility back then was yours, and that incident was well known to everyone in Jiang City, no man would want to marry me, even if he married me home, he would continue to humiliate me, do you want to see me die with your own eyes?"

"I didn't."

"If you want to cancel the engagement, then you have it."

After saying that, Miffy picked up the handbag behind him and turned to leave.

Yan Weiran leaned back in her chair in pain.

He was celebrating his birthday with a group of buddies on his eighteenth birthday, and after drinking too much, he accidentally entered a room and slept with the woman in the room.

That's what happened when he was drunk, had absolutely no idea what he was doing, and left the room in a daze, forgetting to close the door, causing a group of men to enter......

The next day, the news caused a sensation in Jiang City, and he vaguely remembered what bastard he had done.

The woman in the news report is none other than his goddess Miffy.

He approached Miffy and promised to marry her.

Miffy slapped him hard at that time and immediately went to Jiang City.

By mistake, he made a marriage contract with Mi Lu, and then it was rumored that the group of men who entered Miffy's room that night were found by Mi Lu.

He hated Milu and hated himself, so he began to humiliate her endlessly.

The bad karma planted back then has to be repaid one by one now.

Yan Weiran doesn't remember how she left the restaurant.

He drove aimlessly, not knowing where to go or where he was going.

I always felt that he didn't belong here, and he didn't have the slightest sense of belonging.

The car ended up parked in front of a beef shop.

The owners of the beef shop are a middle-aged couple.

Mi Lu loves to eat their beef noodles.

When the façade was demolished, the couple opened the store in the downtown area, and the taste was as good as ever.

"Weiran, come and eat noodles."

Yan Weiran, a frequent customer of this beef shop, glanced at the empty table, "Not busy?" ”

The business of the beef shop is very good, and every time you eat, it is full of customers.

"You see what time it is, it's not busy." The proprietress came out with a smile, "What are you going to eat today?" ”

"A bowl of beef noodles is all it takes."

"Husband, a bowl of beef noodles."

The proprietress chatted while cleaning up the restaurant, "Weiran, you don't look very good today!" ”

Yan Weiran pinched her tired eyebrows, "It's okay, it's just that I've been a little busy at work recently." ”

"No matter how busy you are, you have to pay attention to your body, you see that your complexion is too bad."

"Okay."

The proprietress saw Yan Weiran's tiredness and didn't talk to him again.

She went to the back kitchen.

The boss's waist was uncomfortable, and the proprietress saw him bending over, and immediately spoke, "Your waist is not good, I'll turn off the power." ”

The boss grabbed her hand, "Your hands are full of water, what if the electricity reaches you." ”

The proprietress curtly dried her hands on her apron.

The boss turned off the power and said softly: "I'd rather have a back pain than my wife be electrocuted." ”

The proprietress had a smile on her face, but she glared angrily: "It's your sweet mouth." ”

Yan Weiran sat outside and watched the warm scene in the back kitchen.

In fact, he has frequented this small shop over the years, not because of how good the taste of this beef noodle is, but because of the warm atmosphere between the owner and the proprietress that makes him nostalgic.