[69 Book Bar - www.] The meal time agreed upon by Qiao Youmeng and Ling Qianyi was Sunday, which was a sunny day.
After a few days of recuperation at home, her foot injury gradually began to heal, but the wound on her knee did not heal so quickly.
At nine o'clock in the morning, Qiao Youmeng simply dressed up and prepared to go out, but then her cell phone suddenly rang.
She took out her mobile phone from her bag and saw the names dancing on the screen, and couldn't help but lose consciousness.
How long has it been since I last saw him?
Seven whole days...
Since the last time she had dinner with him and he sent her home, he had completely disappeared from her life as if he had evaporated.
Although he had told her when he called her that night that he had something to do, she still couldn't help but be disappointed, inexplicably disappointed.
After hesitating for a while, she was about to answer, but the ringing stopped suddenly, but within a few seconds, it rang again.
Qiao Youmeng took a deep breath, then decisively answered the phone, and then Sheng Yunlie's anxious-sounding voice reached her ears.
"Hey, what's wrong? Why did it take you so long to answer the phone?"
"Something happened just now." Qiao Youmeng replied calmly.
"Oh...are you done?"
"kindness."
"I'll take you out to play this weekend!"
"No, I still...have to go out with my mother today." Qiao Youmeng lied subconsciously. She had already made an appointment with Ling Qianyi, so how could she agree to him.
"Do you have to go for a long time?"
"I don't know, it might take a long time!" Qiao Youmeng's voice began to become uncertain, revealing a guilty conscience.
"Okay! Then call me when you get back! I'll wait for you!" Although Sheng Yunlie was a little disappointed, his tone was still pretending to be relaxed.
Qiao Youmeng did not speak, but nodded gently, and then hung up the phone, but only then did she react, and he couldn't see her nod.
She shook her head, stopped thinking about so many complicated things, picked up her bag and left the house.
I originally thought about taking a bus at the intersection, but I didn't expect Ling Qianyi's car to be parked at the corner of the intersection.
As soon as Qiao Youmeng turned the corner, she saw him in a flamboyant outfit leaning on his red sports car, high-profile and gorgeous.
"Good morning, dear!" He smiled evilly, and then stuffed a large bouquet of hyacinths in his hand into Qiao Youmeng's arms.
"Sending roses is too tacky, I hope you like it!" He said as he handsomely took off his sunglasses, and the ocean earrings on his left ear shone brightly in the sunlight.
Qiao Youmeng really likes this kind of small and fresh flowers, which reveal a touch of elegance in the ordinary, but sending flowers is really too expensive.
"Only once, don't do it next time!" Qiao Youmeng looked directly at Ling Qianyi and extended her finger to make a '1' gesture.
She really didn't think much about such an ambiguous thing as sending flowers. She just felt that Ling Qianyi gave them to her out of politeness.
But she didn't know that the flower language of hyacinth is - unspeakable love.
"I have the final say whether to send it away or not!" Ling Qianyi smiled evilly, then opened the car door and let Qiao Youmeng sit in.
And he himself quickly went around to the other side, quickly got into the sports car, and then quickly started the engine.