A week before the Spring Festival, Zeng Haiyan drafted a message, deleted it and rewrote it, then deleted it again. What she finally sent was:
"Do you dare to go to Chengdu with me for the Spring Festival?"
After sending it, she put her phone facedown on the table. Her heart was pounding. She had chosen "do you dare" very deliberately. She had used it once before, when Huang Xueli showed up at Mimo and she wanted to know where she stood in his heart. Whether he dared to acknowledge their relationship in front of his friends.
She waited a long time.
Twenty minutes, no reply. Forty minutes, no reply. An hour passed, and she picked up her phone to check three times. Her own solitary line was still the only thing in the chat.
She began to regret it. Was that too abrupt? After all, whose family didn't get together for the Spring Festival?
Two hours later, a message finally came.
"I have to go to Fucheng on New Year's Eve. Anytime after the second day works."
Zeng Haiyan stared at those few words several times, making sure she had understood correctly-he had agreed. It wasn't a refusal or a "we'll see." He had given her a definite time.
Her fingers flew across the keyboard. "Can I go to Fucheng with you?"
This time, the reply came quickly.
"That wouldn't be appropriate."
A clean, decisive refusal.
Zeng Haiyan tossed her phone onto a sofa cushion and pouted. Of course she knew it wasn't appropriate. He was going to Fucheng to get together with Wang Xiaoliang. She knew Wei Zijin had gone to Singapore, and he was going to keep Wang Xiaoliang company. Nuomi and Xiao Mo might be there too. If she went, her status would be clear, but