but-
She had already made an agreement with Xu Kuangjie.
She couldn't tell anyone about the WeChat screenshot.
Say it again.
Regardless of whether Jiang Beiyuan is Jiang Ting or not, Yan Nian is living a very good and happy life now. Jiang Beiyuan dotes on her and loves her. Isn't that good? Why bother so much about the past.
"Forget it, don't think so much!"
Ding Baoyi raised her hand and patted Yan Nian's back to comfort her.
"Just pretend you haven't seen anything. It's been so long anyway. Even if you and Jiang Ting had something before, it's been more than ten years now. Maybe he would have gotten married and had children by now—"
Ding Baoyi paused before she finished speaking.
A strange middle-aged man suddenly came to their table, pointed at Yan Nian, slapped his thigh and shouted.
"Ms. Yan Nian! Oh my, it's not easy, but I finally found you!"
“…”
Yan Nian and Ding Baoyi looked at each other in confusion.
Who is this person
The man scratched his neck, laughed, and said in a loud voice: "Ms. Yan Nian, you are exactly the same as in the photo, but I had a hard time looking for you. It seems that it was destined by God that I met you here today. !”
"Wait a minute, sorry!"
Yan Nian's brows were about to turn into peach blossom knots. Seeing everyone at the tables around her looking this way, she finally couldn't help but interrupt the middle-aged man's words.
"Who are you?"
Yan Nian didn't know this man, he was a complete stranger.
"Hello, my name is Wang Er, and I am a postman."
The man smiled and took out an old envelope from his bag and handed it over.
"Were you a student of Ningcheng Affiliated High School before?"
"Ah, I am, what's wrong?"
"That's right!"
The man thrust the envelope into Yan Nian's hand.
"Ten years ago, our company went to your school to promote it and held a friendship activity. Write a letter to the person you miss the most in ten years. At that time, you and your boyfriend both participated. You both wrote to each other. I actually should have given you a letter a long time ago, but we just found out that you moved, so your letter has not been sent yet."
The man paused and scratched his head in embarrassment.
"Fortunately, we have reserved the customer's information. You look no different from before. You are still the same. I came to Blue Mountain for coffee today and I recognized you as soon as I turned around. You said it was a coincidence. !”
“…”
Ding Baoyi on the side was holding back a smile.
She can attest to that.
The one who has changed the least in the class is Yan Nian. From junior high school to now, the outline of Yan Nian's facial features has hardly changed, except that he has grown a little taller.
So whether you are a junior high school classmate or a high school classmate, you can recognize her at a glance.
Yan Nian took the letter and glanced at it.
She thought it was her first love in junior high school, but to her surprise, the signature on it turned out to be Jiang Ting.
She was speechless and stunned, and suddenly felt that the envelope became heavy in her hand.
"Now that the letter has been delivered, Ms. Yan Nian, please sign here and my mission will be completed!"
"okay."
Yan Nian took the ballpoint pen and wrote her name blankly in the lower right corner. In fact, she didn't even remember that she had participated in this event ten years ago.
Juanxiu's delicate handwriting on it is completely different from Jiang Ting's vigorous and powerful handwriting.
The man was a polite master. He put the order away and bowed to Yan Nian, "I'm really sorry. I should have delivered it to you a long time ago. It was so late and it also delayed you and your friends from drinking coffee."
"It's okay, you worked hard too, thank you!"
"Open it quickly and see what's written in the letter!"
Ding Baoyi was even more anxious than Yan Nian, the client.
Yan Nian's breathing was a little rapid and his fingers were trembling.
What would Jiang Ting say ten years ago to her ten years later
She pinched her trembling fingertips and slowly opened the envelope.
The paper inside is slightly yellowed.
The white paper engraved with ink carries a bit of the atmosphere of time, like an old friend returning home.
Ding Baoyi leaned her head over and looked over curiously.
I saw a huge piece of A4 paper with only one sentence written on it -
…
"I call you wife, do you dare to agree?"
(End of chapter)