C9 (1/2)

Chen Xi Wu did not expect Xi Yu Zhe to take the initiative to call her.

Ever since she had returned home, she had been the one to take the initiative and talk to Xi Qianzi. Although Xi Yuzhan was polite to her, she could still see the impatience in his eyes.

His initiative this time caused her to feel a bit uneasy. She vaguely felt that it was very likely that he was looking for her for those photos.

Chen Xi Wu offered to meet in a coffee shop, and arrived an hour early. She sat in her usual position by the French window, tilting her head to look out at the passing traffic.

Her fingers drummed on the table.

This habitual movement had been mocked countless times. Every time he did this, his fingers would be held down and he would play with it.

Three years later, she still couldn't change this habit. It was just that the man she loved deeply … He had already forgotten about her.

As her fingers were suddenly pressed down, the warm, jade-like man appeared next to her. She looked down at the big hand in her hands and smiled.

”Xi Zhaozhe, you finally remembered me?”

Xi Yuzhan smiled and quickly retracted his hand, ”Aunt, I've come for these.”

He called up the pictures on his cell phone, placed them in front of her, and sat across from her, staring at her face.

”Aunt, can you tell me where these pictures came from? ”How could I have so many photos with you? It can't be that you're looking for someone …”

”I asked someone to synthesize it? Is that what you want to say? ” Chen Xi Wu laughed bitterly, but also self-deprecatingly.

She picked up his cell phone, looked at the photos he had stored, and slowly slid through them.

”I... I want to know the story behind these photographs. I asked your old friend Tian Xin, and she told me that there was no such thing between us. That's why I'm surprised. ”